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


Magnific walls, and heaven-assaulting spires.


Who taught that heaven-directed spire to rise?


  • Rushing from the woods, the spires
  • Seem from hence ascending fires!
  • Dyer.

    These pointed spires, that wound the ambient sky.


    Nought but the heaven-directed spire.


  • How the tall temples, as to meet their gods,
  • Ascend the skies!
  • Young.

    The tapering pyramid,—whose spiky top has wounded the thick cloud.


    Thy best type, desire of the sad heart,—the heaven-ascending spire.


    Yon towers, whose wanton tops do buss the clouds.


  • Ye swelling hills and spacious plains!
  • Besprent from shore to shore with steeple towers,
  • And spires whose “silent finger points to heaven.”
  • Wordsworth.

  • View not this spire by measure given,
  • To buildings raised by common hands;
  • That fabric rises high as heaven,
  • Whose basis on devotion stands.
  • Prior.

  • The village church, among the trees,
  • Where first our marriage-vows were given,
  • With merry peals shall swell the breeze,
  • And point with taper spire to heaven.
  • Rogers.

  • Where’er a spire points up to heaven,
  • Through storm and summer air,
  • Telling that all around have striven,
  • Man’s heart, and hope, and prayer.
  • Mrs. Hemans.

    An instinctive taste teaches men to build their churches in flat countries with spire-steeples; which, as they cannot be referred to any other object, point as with silent finger to the sky and stars.

    S. T. Coleridge.