C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.


The hawthorn trees blow in the dew of the morning.


  • And every shepherd tells his tale
  • Under the hawthorn in the dale.
  • Milton.

  • Yet, all beneath the unrivall’d rose,
  • The lowly daisy sweetly blows;
  • Tho’ large the forest’s monarch throws
  • His army shade,
  • Yet green the juicy hawthorn grows,
  • Adown the glade.
  • Burns.

  • Then sing by turns, by turns the Muses sing;
  • Now hawthorns blossom.
  • Pope.