"Bay tree" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... Lo, it is a great thing we are met to do this night—I see Zion laughing on her mountains and her fig-trees skipping for joy. I will be the treasurer of the fund, Karlkammer—do thou vote for me, for so our society shall flourish as the green bay tree." ...
— Children of the Ghetto • I. Zangwill
... valley, flashed through the low sage and weeds; from the purpling hillsides cock quails called cheerily to their families to come right home. The air was still and cool, heavy with the perfume of sage, blackberry briars, yerba santa, an occasional bay tree and the pungent odor of moist earth and decaying vegetation. There had fallen upon the land that atmosphere of serenity, of peace, that is the peculiar property of California's foothill valleys in the late afternoon; the world seemed very distant ...
— The Pride of Palomar • Peter B. Kyne
... is given in Fig. 4; and of Balance in Fig. 5. Each panel contains two classes of Elements:—Natural foliage (i.e., two branches of the Bay tree), and an Artificial object (i.e., a Ribbon which ties them). The lower Element (i.e., the Ribbon) is treated symmetrically in both panels: the higher Element (i.e., the Branches) are symmetrical in the former panel, and balanced in the latter. This latter treatment, will be seen to be not ...
— Scientific American Supplement, No. 829, November 21, 1891 • Various
... Chase, Enfield. Two years later they gave up the house of their own and boarded with a Mr. and Mrs. Westwood, their next-door neighbours. In 1833 Mary, who had had frequently to be "from home," as it has been euphemistically put, was under the charge of Mr. and Mrs. Walden at Bay Tree Cottage, Edmonton, when Charles decided to live under the same roof with her, even during her periods of mental derangement, and followed her ...
— Charles Lamb • Walter Jerrold
... is beyond my wildest hopes," and she perched herself on a short step-ladder, left here no doubt by the decorators, and held out her hands for the plates. Mr. Brown found a more lowly seat beneath a bay tree. They looked at each other ...
— The Little Red Chimney - Being the Love Story of a Candy Man • Mary Finley Leonard |
