I hope that my philosopher may yet walk on the hills with me, if only for the sake of the love I bear the green valleys; and when I see the great stream passing silently from translucent pool to pool, overhung by rowans and sun-warmed rocks, I shall be glad to think that I have walked on the heights where it was gathered and drawn, and that I have heard it talk hoarsely to itself, cold and uncomforted, among the bleak and dripping stones.
"The Silent Isle"
Arthur Christopher Benson
The King of Ireland's Son sat on his horse to watch the strange old man, and as he watched him he sang a song to himself I put the fastenings on my boat For a year and for a day, And I went where the rowans grow, And where the moorhens lay; And I went over the stepping-stones And dipped my feet in the ford, And came at last to the Swineherd's house,- The Youth without a Sword.
"The King of Ireland's Son"
Padraic Colum
But Aronsen had a garden, with a fence all round, and currant bushes and asters and rowans and planted trees-ay, a real garden.
"Growth of the Soil"
Knut Hamsun