On every mountain height
Is rest. [ Goethe ]
Men meet; mountains, never. [ Lewis Cass ]
Behind every mountain lies a vale. [ Dutch Proverb ]
To make a mountain of a mole hill. [ Proverb ]
Vast and deep the mountain shadows grew. [ Rogers ]
Mountains interposed
Make enemies of nations, who had else
Like kindred drops been mingled into one. [ Cowper ]
Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains;
They crown'd him long ago
On a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds,
With a diadem of snow. [ Byron ]
A mountain and a river are good neighbours. [ English Proverb, collected by George Herbert ]
And the Sabbath bell,
That over wood and wild and mountain dell
Wanders so far, chasing all thoughts unholy
With sounds most musical, most melancholy. [ Samuel Rogers ]
No vernal blooms their torpid rocks array,
But winter lingering chills the lap of May;
No zephyr fondly sues the mountain's breast.
But meteors glare, and stormy glooms invest. [ Goldsmith ]
'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view,
And robes the mountain in its azure hue. [ Thomas Campbell ]
Whose sun-bright summit mingles with the sky. [ Campbell ]
Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops. [ William Shakespeare ]
The trees were unctuous fir, and mountain ash. [ Dryden ]
Hills peep over hills, and Alps on Alps arise! [ Pope ]
Morn on the mountain, like a summer bird.
Lifts up her purple wing, and in the vales
The gentle wind, a sweet and passionate wooer,
Kisses the blushing leaf. [ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ]
Evil, like a rolling stone upon a mountain-top,
A child may first impel, a giant cannot stop. [ Trench ]
Round its breast the rolling clouds are spread.
Eternal sunshine settles on its head. [ Goldsmith ]
I know a mount, the gracious Sun perceives
First when he visits, last, too, when he leaves
The world; and, vainly favored, it repays
The day-long glory of his steadfast gaze
By no change of its large calm front of snow. [ Robert Browning ]
The hills, rock-ribbed, and ancient as the sun. [ Bryant ]
Her form was fresher than the morning rose
When the dew wets its leaves; unstained and pure
As is the lily, or the mountain snow. [ Thomson ]
Think naught a trifle, though it small appear:
Small sands the mountain, moments make the year,
And trifles life. [ Edward Young ]
Your peaks are beautiful, ye Apennines!
In the soft light of these serenest skies;
From the broad highland region, black with pines,
Fair as the hills of Paradise they rise.
Bathed in the tint Peruvian slaves behold
In rosy flushes on the virgin gold. [ William Cullen Bryant ]
High is the head of the stag on the mountain crag. [ Gaelic Proverb ]
Jocund day stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-top. [ William Shakespeare ]
Mountains have a grand, stupid, lovable tranquillity. [ O. W. Holmes ]
A proud heart and a lofty mountain are never fruitful. [ George Eliot ]
Gold lies deep in the mountain, but dirt on the highway. [ German Proverb ]
The ragged cliff has thousand faces in a thousand hours. [ Emerson ]
The invisible and loquacious maiden of the mountain passes. [ Horace Smith ]
See the mountains kiss high heavens, and the waves clasp one another. [ Shelley ]
Whoever has not ascended mountains knows little of the beauties of Nature. [ William Hewitt ]
Great men are rarely isolated mountain-peaks; they are the summits of ranges. [ T. W. Higginson ]
These lies are like the father that begets them; gross as a mountain, open, palpable. [ William Shakespeare ]
Without mountains the air could not be purified, nor the flowing of the rivers sustained. [ Ruskin ]
It is fine to stand upon some lofty mountain thought, and feel the spirit stretch into a view. [ Bailey ]
A grain of sand leads to the fall of a mountain when the moment has come for the mountain to fall. [ Ernest Renan ]
A genuine passion is like a mountain stream; it admits of no impediment; it cannot go backward; it must go forward. [ Bovee ]
The grave is a very small hillock, but we can see farther from it, when standing on it, than from the highest mountain in all the world. [ A. Tholuck ]
Not the mountain ice, congealed to crystals, is so frosty chaste as thy victorious soul, which conquers man, and man's proud tyrant, passion. [ Dryden ]
Mountains never shake hands.
Their roots may touch; they may keep together some way up; but at length they part company, and rise into individual, insulated peaks. So is it with great men. [ J. C. and A. W. Hare ]
When the foot of the mountain is enveloped in mist, the mountain appears to us much loftier than it is; so also when the ground and basis of a disaster is not clear to us. [ Auerbach ]
The study of the mathematics is like climbing up a steep and craggy mountain; when once you reach the top, it fully recompenses your trouble, by opening a fine, clear, and extensive prospect. [ Jeremiah Day ]
The poets fabulously fancied that the giants scaled heaven by heaping mountain upon mountain. What was their fancy is the gospel truth. If you would get to heaven you must climb thither by putting Mount Sion upon Mount Sinai. [ Bishop Hopkins ]
The blindness of bigotry, the madness of ambition, and the miscalculations of diplomacy seek their victims principally amongst the innocent and the unoffending. The cottage is sure to suffer for every error of the court, the cabinet, or the camp. When error sits in the seat of power and of authority, and is generated in high places, it may be compared to that torrent which originates indeed in the mountain, but commits its devastation in the vale. [ Colton ]
In the hands of genius, the driest stick becomes an Aaron's rod, and buds and blossoms out in poetry. Is he a Burns? the sight of a mountain daisy unseals the fountains of his nature, and he embalms the bonny gem
in the beauty of his spirit. Is he a Wordsworth? at his touch all nature is instinct with feeling; the spirit of beauty springs up in the footsteps of his going, and the darkest, nakedest grave becomes a sunlit bank empurpled with blossoms of life. [ H. N. Hudson ]
The loss of a mother is always severely felt; even though Her health may incapacitate her from taking any active part in the care of her family, still she is a sweet rallying-point, around which affection and obedience, and a thousand tender endeavors to please concentrate; and dreary is the blank when such a point is withdrawn! It is like that lonely star before us; neither its heat nor light are anything to us in themselves; yet the shepherd would feel his heart sad if he missed it, when he lifts his eye to the brow of the mountain over which it rises when the sun descends. [ Lamartine ]
All things are engaged in writing their history. The planet, the pebble, goes attended by its shadow. The rolling rock leaves its scratches on the mountain; the river, its channel in the soil; the animal, its bones in the stratum; the fern and leaf, their modest epitaph in the coal. The falling drop makes its sculpture in the sand or the stone. Not a foot steps into the snow or along the ground, but prints, in characters more or less lasting, a map of its march. Every act of the man inscribes itself in the memories of its fellows, and in his own manners and face. The air is full of sounds, the sky of tokens, the ground is all memoranda and signatures, and every object covered over with hints which speak to the intelligent. [ Emerson ]