Men in flat caps and collarless shirts wander around with a sprig of hawthorn between their teeth, their hands clamped behind them. All you have to do is say Ah, mingling pity, rage and stoicism in one breath, and everyone within earshot will echo you.
Quotes about hawthorn (11 Quotes)
But for money and the need of it, there would not be half the friendship in the world. It is powerful for good if divinely used. Give it plenty of air and it is sweet as the hawthorn shut it up and it cankers and breeds worms.
We've got to do something. Fowler Park has the Pioneer Village and camping on the lake, which was its drawing card. Now it's not. If you watch most campers today, they have modern, up-to-date equipment. It's not bringing a tent and roughing it. Prairie Creek with electrical hookups has no primitive sites, like Fowler or Hawthorn.
The world is like a little marsh filled with mint and white hawthorn.
And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Janine can give the players guidance and show them the options that might be available in preparing for life after football, while they are at Hawthorn, because you can't live football for 24 hours a day.
I think Hawthorn supporters would hate to see Hawthorn players being banned, ... I think Hawthorn players who receive a significant income (from Nine) would not be happy.
The whole process should have been filled with excitement and anticipation, ... but the whole process has been push, push, push because we wanted to make sure we saved these elephants. The bottom line is the U. S. Department of Agriculture and Hawthorn Corporation are completely responsible for the outcome and future of those elephants. We have no control or influence on them coming here.
The hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade, For talking age and whispering lovers made.
Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroiderd canopy To kings that fear their subjects treachery.
The chilly December day two shivering bicycle mechanics from Dayton, Ohio first felt their homemade contraption whittled out of hickory sticks, gummed together with Arnstein's bicycle cement, stretched with muslin they'd sewn on their sister's sewing machine in their own backyard on Hawthorn Street in Dayton, Ohio, soar into the air above the dunes and the wide beach at Kitty Hawk.