<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Apples - Maxioms.com</title><description>Quotes, Famous Quotes, Sayings, Proverbs, Maxims, Axioms, Maxioms</description><link>http://www.maxioms.com</link><language>en-us</language><copyright>Copyright 2026 Maxioms.com. All Rights Reserved.</copyright><item><title><![CDATA[What plant we in this apple tree? Sweets for a hundred flowery springs  To load the May-wind's restless wings, ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2940]]></link><description><![CDATA[What plant we in this apple tree? Sweets for a hundred flowery springs  To load the May-wind's restless wings,   When, from the orchard-row, he pours    Its fragrance through our open doors;     A world of blossoms for the bee,      Flowers for the sick girl's silent room,       For the glad infant sprigs of bloom,        We plant with the apple tree.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2940</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Like to the apples on the Dead Sea's shore, All ashes to the taste. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2941]]></link><description><![CDATA[Like to the apples on the Dead Sea's shore, All ashes to the taste.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2941</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Art thou the topmost apple The gathers could reach,  Reddening on the bough?   Shall I not take ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2942]]></link><description><![CDATA[Art thou the topmost apple The gathers could reach,  Reddening on the bough?   Shall I not take thee?]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2942</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Oh! happy are the apples when the south winds blow. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2943]]></link><description><![CDATA[Oh! happy are the apples when the south winds blow.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2943</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[And what is more melancholy than the old apple-trees that linger about the spot where once stood a homestead, but ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2944]]></link><description><![CDATA[And what is more melancholy than the old apple-trees that linger about the spot where once stood a homestead, but where there is now only a ruined chimney rising our of a grassy and weed-grown cellar? They offer their fruit to every wayfarer--apples that are bitter-sweet with the moral of times vicissitude.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2944</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Blossoms and leaves in plenty From the apple tree fall each day;  The merry breezes approach them,  ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2945]]></link><description><![CDATA[The Blossoms and leaves in plenty From the apple tree fall each day;  The merry breezes approach them,   And with them merrily play.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2945</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[To satisfy the sharp desire I had Of tasting those fair apples, I resolv'd  Not to defer; hunger and ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2946]]></link><description><![CDATA[To satisfy the sharp desire I had Of tasting those fair apples, I resolv'd  Not to defer; hunger and thirst at once   Powerful persuaders, quicken'd at the scent    Of that alluring fruit, urged me so keen.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2946</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Like Dead Sea fruit that tempts the eye, But turns to ashes on the lips! ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2947]]></link><description><![CDATA[Like Dead Sea fruit that tempts the eye, But turns to ashes on the lips!]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2947</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Like the sweet apple which reddens upon the topmost bough, A-top on the topmost twig--which the pluckers forgot, somehow--  ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2948]]></link><description><![CDATA[Like the sweet apple which reddens upon the topmost bough, A-top on the topmost twig--which the pluckers forgot, somehow--  Forgot it not, nay, but got it not, for none could get it till now.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2948</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The apples that grew on the fruit-tree of knowledge By woman were pluck'd, and she still wears the prize  ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2949]]></link><description><![CDATA[The apples that grew on the fruit-tree of knowledge By woman were pluck'd, and she still wears the prize  To tempt us in theatre, senate, or college--   I mean the love-apples that bloom in the eyes.   - Horace Smith and James Smith,]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2949</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[How we apples swim. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2950]]></link><description><![CDATA[How we apples swim.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2950</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[After the conquest of Afric, Greece, the lesser Asia, and Syria were brought into Italy all the sorts of their ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2951]]></link><description><![CDATA[After the conquest of Afric, Greece, the lesser Asia, and Syria were brought into Italy all the sorts of their Mala, which we interprete apples, and might signify no more at first; but were afterwards applied to many other foreign fruits.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2951</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[There's plenty of boys that will come hankering and gruvvelling around when you've got an apple, and beg the core ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2952]]></link><description><![CDATA[There's plenty of boys that will come hankering and gruvvelling around when you've got an apple, and beg the core off you; but when they're got one, and you beg for the core, and remind them how you give them a core one time, they take a mouth at you, and say thank you 'most to death, but there ain't a-going to be no core.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/2952</guid></item></channel></rss>