Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyt’s New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.
Glowworm
Till glowworms light owl-watchmen’s flight
Through our green metropolis.
William Allingham—Greenwood Tree.
My star, God’s glowworm.
Robert Browning—Popularity.
Tasteful illumination of the night,
Bright scattered, twinkling star of spangled earth.
John Clare—To the Glowworm.
While many a glowworm in the shade
Lights up her love torch.
Coleridge—The Nightingale.
Glow-worms on the ground are moving,
As if in the torch-dance circling.
Heine—Book of Songs. Donna Clara. St. 17.
Ye living lamps, by whose dear light
The nightingale does sit so late;
And studying all the summer night,
Her matchless songs does meditate.
Marvell—The Mower to the Glow-worm.
Ye country comets, that portend
No war nor princes’ funeral
Shining unto no other end
Than to presage the grass’s fall.
Marvell—The Mower to the Glow-worm.
Here’s a health to the glow-worm, Death’s sober lamplighter.
Owen Meredith (Lord Lytton)—Au Café. XXXIX.
When evening closes Nature’s eye,
The glow-worm lights her little spark
To captivate her favorite fly
And tempt the rover through the dark.
Montgomery—The Glow-worm.
The glow-worm shows the matin to be near,
And ’gins to pale his uneffectual fire.
Hamlet. Act I. Sc. 5. L. 89.
Like a glowworm golden, in a dell of dew,
Scattering unbeholden its aërial blue
Among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view.
Shelley—To a Skylark.
Among the crooked lanes, on every hedge,
The glow-worm lights his gem; and through the dark,
A moving radiance twinkles.
Thomson—The Seasons. Summer. L. 1,682.