North Myrtle Beach

Famous quotes containing the words north, myrtle and/or beach:

    I felt that he, a prisoner in the midst of his enemies and under the sentence of death, if consulted as to his next step or resource, could answer more wisely than all his countrymen beside. He best understood his position; he contemplated it most calmly. Comparatively, all other men, North and South, were beside themselves.
    Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)

    Boy, I hate their empty shows,
    Persian garlands I detest,
    Bring me not the late-blown rose
    Lingering after all the rest:
    Plainer myrtle pleases me
    Thus outstretched beneath my vine,
    Myrtle more becoming thee,
    Waiting with thy master’s wine.
    Horace [Quintus Horatius Flaccus] (65–8)

    From the beach the child holding the hand of her father,
    Those burial clouds that lower victorious soon to devour all,
    Watching, silently weeps.
    Walt Whitman (1819–1892)