Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyt’s New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.
Willow (Salix)
I’ll hang my harp on a willow tree.
John, Lord Elphinstone. Also credited to Thos. Haynes Bayly.
Willow, in thy breezy moan,
I can hear a deeper tone;
Through thy leaves come whispering low,
Faint sweet sounds of long ago—
Willow, sighing willow!
Felicia D. Hemans—Willow Song.
All a green willow, willow,
All a green willow is my garland.
John Heywood—The Green Willow.
The willow hangs with sheltering grace
And benediction o’er their sod,
And Nature, hushed, assures the soul
They rest in God.
Crammond Kennedy—Greenwood Cemetery.
Near the lake where drooped the willow,
Long time ago.
George P. Morris—Near the Lake.
We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
Psalms. CXXXVII. 2.
Know ye the willow-tree,
Whose grey leaves quiver,
Whispering gloomily
To yon pale river?
Lady, at even-tide
Wander not near it:
They say its branches hide
A sad, lost spirit!
Thackeray—The Willow-Tree.