Amber – Quotes

I saw the sunlight

I saw the sunlight in a leafy place, Bathing itself in liquid green and amber– Where every flower had tears hid in its petals, And every leaf was lovely with the rain. Ernest Rhys

Pale amber sunlight falls across The reddening October trees…. Are we not better and at home In dreamful Autumn, we who deem No harvest joy is worth a dream? A little while and night shall come, A little while, then, let us dream. Ernest Dowson

I hope he has

I hope he has them chasing blue squirrels all day! Graystripe hissed to Fireheart as they headed toward the corner where a few pieces of fresh-kill remained from last night. But there aren’t any blue squirrels, Fireheart mewed in confusion. Precisely! Graystripe’s amber eyes gleamed. Erin Hunter

Firepaw held the menacing

Firepaw held the menacing amber gaze for few moments. Warrior and apprentice, for a heartbeat their eyes were locked as enemies. Erin Hunter

The mountain at a

The mountain at a given distance In amber lies; Approached, the amber flits a little,– And that’s the skies! Emily Dickinson

There was a filmy

There was a filmy veil of soft dull mist obscuring, but not hiding, all objects, giving them a lilac hue, for the sun had not yet fully set; a robin was singing … The leaves were more gorgeous than ever; the first touch of frost would lay them all low to the ground. Already one … Read more

The winter will be

The winter will be short, the summer long, The autumn amber-hued, sunny and hot, Tasting of cider and of scuppernong; All seasons sweet, but autumn best of all. The squirrels in their silver fur will fall Like falling leaves, like fruit, before your shot. Elinor Wylie

Fill with mingled cream

Fill with mingled cream and amber, I will drain that glass again. Such hilarious visions clamber Through the chamber of my brain — Quaintest thoughts — queerest fancies Come to life and fade away; What care I how time advances? I am drinking ale today. Edgar Allan Poe

The bee enclosed and

The bee enclosed and through the amber shown Seems buried in the juice which was his own. Francis Bacon

Whence we see spiders,

Whence we see spiders, flies, or ants entombed and preserved forever in amber, a more than royal tomb. Francis Bacon