Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyt’s New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.
Grass
The scented wild-weeds and enamell’d moss.
Campbell—Theodric.
Grass grows at last above all graves.
Julia C. R. Dorr—Grass-Grown.
We say of the oak, “How grand of girth!”
Of the willow we say, “How slender!”
And yet to the soft grass clothing the earth
How slight is the praise we render.
Edgar Fawcett—The Grass.
All flesh is grass.
Isaiah. XL. 6.
A blade of grass is always a blade of grass, whether in one country or another.
Samuel Johnson—Mrs. Piozzi’s Anecdotes of Johnson. P. 100.
The green grass floweth like a stream
Into the ocean’s blue.
Lowell—The Sirens. L. 87.
O’er the smooth enamell’d green
Where no print of step hath been.
Milton—Arcades.
And pile them high at Gettysburg
And pile them high at Ypres and Verdun.
Shovel them under and let me work.
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I am the grass.
Let me work.
Carl Sandburg—Grass.
While the grass grows—
The proverb is something musty.
Hamlet. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 358.
How lush and lusty the grass looks! how green!
Tempest. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 52.
Whylst grass doth grow, oft sterves the seely steede.
Whetstone—Promos and Cassandra. (1578).