Little moments make an hour.
Little thoughts a book,
Little seeds a tree or flower.
Water-drops a brook;
Little deeds of faith and love
Make a home for you above. [ Anonymous ]

Many drops of water will sink a ship. [ Proverb ]

Little dew-drops of celestial melody. [ Carlyle, of Burns' songs ]

When the gust hath blown his fill,
Ending on the rustling leaves,
With minute drops from off the eaves. [ Milton ]

I must go seek some dew-drops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear. [ William Shakespeare ]

Mountains interposed
Make enemies of nations, who had else
Like kindred drops been mingled into one. [ William Cowper ]

Her tears, like drops of molten lead,
With torment burn the passage to my heart. [ Young ]

And O the buttercups! that field
O' the cloth of gold, where pennons swam -
Where France set up his lilied shield,
His oriflamb,
And Henry's lion-standard rolled:
What was it to their matchless sheen,
Their million million drops of gold
Among the green! [ Jean Ingelow ]

The whole ocean is made up of single drops. [ Proverb ]

O, she is fallen
Into a pit of ink, that the wide sea
Hath drops too few to wash her clean again. [ William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing, Act IV. Sc.1 ]

Dashing in big drops on the narrow pane,
And making mournful music for the mind,
While plays his interlude the wizzard wind,
I hear the singing of the frequent rain. [ William H. Burleigh ]

Or stars of morning, dew-drops which the sun
Impearls on every leaf and every flower. [ Milton ]

Little drops of rain pierce the hard marble. [ Lily ]

Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes;
Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart. [ Gray ]

Bent over her babe, her eye dissolved in dew;
The big drops, mingling with the milk he drew. [ John Langhorne ]

Sleep, the fresh dew of languid love, the rain
Whose drops quench kisses till they burn again. [ Shelley ]

Little drops of water, little grains of sand,
Make the mighty ocean and the pleasant land.
Thus the little minutes, humble though they be,
Make the mighty ages of eternity. [ F. S. Osgood ]

Dew-drops, Nature's tears, which she
Sheds in her own breast for the fair which die.
The sun insists on gladness; but at night,
When he is gone, poor Nature loves to weep. [ Bailey ]

The rain-drops' showery dance and rhythmic beat,
With tinkling of innumerable feet. [ Abraham Coles ]

O, reputation! dearer far than life.
Thou precious balsam, lovely, sweet of smell.
Whose cordial drops once spilt by some rash hand,
Not all the owner's care, nor the repenting toil
Of the rude spiller, ever can collect
To its first purity and native sweetness. [ Sewell ]

Remorse is as the heart in which it grows.
If that be gentle, it drops balmy dews
Of true repentance; but if proud and gloomy,
It is the poison tree that, pierced to the inmost,
Weeps only tears of poison. [ Coleridge ]

Tears of joy, like summer rain-drops, are pierced by sunbeams. [ H. Ballou ]

Dew-drops are the gems of morning, but the tears of mournful eve! [ S. T. Coleridge ]

The hooded clouds, like friars, tell their beads in drops of rain. [ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ]

Sweet as dew-drops on the flowery lawns when the sky opens, and the morning dawns. [ Tickell ]

Year chases year, decay pursues decay; still drops some joy from withering life away. [ Dr. Johnson ]

The soft drops of rain pierce the hard marble, many strokes overthrow the tallest oak. [ Lyly ]

But at the least sad reverse the mask drops off, the man remains, and the hero vanishes. [ J. B. Rousseau ]

When Fame stands by us all alone, she is an angel clad in light and strength; but when Love touches her she drops her sword, and fades away, ghostlike and ashamed. [ Ouida ]

The clouds consign their treasures to the fields, and, softly shaking on the dimpled pool prelusive drops, let all their moisture flow in large effusion over the freshening world. [ Thomson ]

Fame often rests at first upon something accidental, and often, too, is swept away, or for a time removed; but neither genius nor glory is conferred at once, nor do they glimmer and fall, like drops in a grotto, at a shout. [ Landor ]

A spark is a molecule of matter, yet may it kindle the world; vast is the mighty ocean, but drops have made it vast. Despise not thou small things, either for evil or for good; for a look may work thy ruin, or a word create thy wealth. [ Tupper ]

It is only the intellect that can be thoroughly and hideously wicked. It can forget everything in the attainment of its ends. The heart recoils; in its retired places some drops of childhood's dew still linger, defying manhood's fiery noon. [ Lowell ]

Nature does not capriciously scatter her secrets as golden gifts to lazy pets and luxurious darlings, but imposes tasks when she presents opportunities, and uplifts him whom she would inform. The apple that she drops at the feet of Newton is but a coy invitation to follow her to the stars. [ Whipple ]

There is scare any lot so low, but there is something in it to satisfy the man whom it has befallen, Providence having so ordered things, that in every man's cup how bitter soever, there are some cordial drops, some good circumstances, which if wisely extracted, are sufficient for the purpose he wants them, that is, to make him contented, and if not happy, at least resigned. [ Sterne ]

My friends, if you had but the power of looking into the future you might see that great things may come of little things. There is the great ocean, holding the navies of the world, which comes from little drops of water no larger than a woman's tears. There are the great constellations in the sky, made up of little bits of stars. Oh, if you could consider his future you might see that he might become the greatest poet of the universe, the greatest warrior the world has ever known, greater than Caesar, than Hannibal, than--er--er" (turning to the father) - What's his name? The father hesitated, then whispered back: His name? Well, his name is Mary Ann. [ Mark Twain, Educations and Citizenship ]