So we had about 80 or 90 Germans there disarmed, and had another line of Germans to go through to get out. So I called for my men, and one of them answered from behind a big oak tree, and the others were on my right in the brush. So I said, "Let's get these Germans out of here." One of my men said, "It is impossible." So I said, "No; let's get them out."alvin c. york
Of all the trees that grow so fair, Old England to adorn, Greater are none beneath the Sun, Than oak, and Ash, and Thorn.
Music hath charms to soothe a savage breast, To soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.william congreve
And on that grave where English oak and holly And laurel wreaths entwine, Deem it not all a too presumptuous folly, This spray of Western pine!
Allen of Bath procured them the same honours from thence; and for some weeks it rained gold boxes: Chester, Worcester, Norwich, Bedford, Salisbury, Yarmouth, Tewkesbury, Newcastle-on-Tyne, Stirling, and other populous and chief towns following the example. Exeter, with singular affection, sent boxes of heart of oak.horace walpole
The lofty oak from a small acorn grows.
Again she plunges! hark! a second shock Bilges the splitting vessel on the rock; Down on the vale of death, with dismal cries, The fated victims shuddering cast their eyes In wild despair; while yet another stroke With strong convulsion rends the solid oak: Ah Heaven! behold her crashing ribs divide! She loosens, parts, and spreads in ruin o'er the tide.william falconer
That raven on yon left-hand oak (Curse on his ill-betiding croak!) Bodes me no good.john gay
God bless all the precious little examples and all their cascading implications; without these gems, these tiny acorns bearing the blueprints of oak trees, essayists would be out of business.stephen jay gould
Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut, that held its ground.david icke
The dews of summer night did fall, The moon, sweet regent of the sky, Silvered the walls of Cumnor Hall And many an oak that grew thereby.william julius mickle
How is it, Chloe, that your pretty skirt Is torn so badly by the winds that hurt Real people, you who, in eternity, sing The hours, sun in your hair appearing And disappearing? How is that your breasts Are pierced by shrapnel, and the oak groves burn, While you, charmed, caring not at all, turn To run through forests of machinery and concrete And haunt us with the echoes of your feet?czesław miłosz
Norman saw on English oak. On English neck a Norman yoke; Norman spoon to English dish, And England ruled as Normans wish; Blithe world in England never will be more, Till England's rid of all the four.walter scott
And many strokes, though with a little axe, Hew down and fell the hardest-timber'd oak.william shakespeare
Yonkers that have hearts of oak at fourscore yeares.
One day in the bluest of summer weather, Sketching under a whispering oak, I heard five bobolinks laughing together, Over some ornithological joke.
His angle-rod made of a sturdy oak; His line, a cable which in storms ne'er broke; His hook he baited with a dragon's tail, And sat upon a rock, and bobb'd for whale.
Our ships were British oak, And hearts of oak our men.
Hearts of oak are our ships, Gallant tars are our men.
Hearts of oak are our ships, Hearts of oak are our men.
The monarch oak, the patriarch of the trees, Shoots rising up, and spreads by slow degrees. Three centuries he grows, and three he stays Supreme in state; and in three more decays.john dryden
Our ships were British oak, and hearts of oak our men.
Apart from the positive woes of perdition, an eternity of wretchedness grows from the want of love to Christ as naturally as the oak grows from the acorn, or the harvest from the scattered grain. It is not that love to Christ merits heaven; it does far better, it makes heaven. It is, as it were, the organ of sensation that takes note of heaven's blessedness.
'Tis not the concern of a day, a year, or an age; posterity are virtually involved in the contest, and will be more or less affected, even to the end of time, by the proceedings now. Now is the seed time of continental union, faith and honor. The least fracture now will be like a name engraved with the point of a pin on the tender rind of a young oak; The wound will enlarge with the tree, and posterity read it in full grown characters.
Our Mountains are cover'd with Imperial oak Whose Roots, like our liberties, ages have nourished But long e're our Nation submits to the Yoke Not a Tree shall be left on the Field where it Flourished Should Invasion impend, every Tree would defend From the Hill tops they shaded, our Shores to defend For ne'er shall the Sons of Columbia be Slaves While the Earth bears a Plant, or the Sea rolls its Waves.