...they neither blanch in heat nor pine in frost. To them, slow-fingered, constant-hearted, is entrusted the weaving of the dark eternal tapestries of the...their endless imagery. Sharing the stillness of the nnimpassioned rock, they share also its endurance; and while the winds of departing spring scatter...

...dawns and saffron _»:niil the rose * * * — Fiona Macleod. Sharing the stillness of the impassioned rock they share also its endurance; and while the winds of departing spring scatter the white hawthorne blossoms like drifted snow, and summer dims on the parched meadow the drooping of its cowslip...