15 Quotes by Dorothy Wordsworth

The moon shone like herrings in the water.

The days are cold, the nights are long, The North wind sings a doleful song; Then hush again upon my breast; All merry things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty love!

The moon had the old moon in her arms...

I went through the fields, and sat for an hour afraid to pass a cow. The cow looked at me, and I looked at the cow, and whenever I stirred the cow gave over eating.

An injudicious and malignant enemy often serves the cause he means to injure; but a feeble friend never attains that end.

I verily believe that I never took infant in my arms that did not the moment it was there by its cries beg to be removed.