AsTammie glowr'd, amaz'd, and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious: The piper loud and louder blew; The dancers quick and quicker flew.
I stole every nickel, dime and dollar and blew it on fine threads, luxurious lodgings, fantastic foxes and other sensual goodies. I partied in every capital in Europe and bask on all the worlds most famous beaches.frank abagnale
You can't handle the truth. Because the truth is, I blew up the Murrah building and isn't it kind of scary that one man could reap this kind of hell?timothy mcveigh
Under the tricolor, long khaki files of them Through the Étoile, down the Champs Elysées Marched, while grisettes blew their kisses to miles of them, And only the old brushed the tear stains away Out where the crows spread their ominous pinions Shadowing France from Nancy to Fay, Singing they marched 'gainst the Kaiser's gray minions, Singing the song of boyhood at play.
But the principal failing occurred in the sailing, And the Bellman, perplexed and distressed, Said he had hoped, at least, when the wind blew due East, That the ship would not travel due West!
O fall'n at length that tower of strength Which stood four-square to all the winds that blew!Tennyson
My first published novel was written for teenagers, and there were rules laid down by the publisher: no sex, no smoking, no swearing. I blew up entire solar systems, I consigned billions of people to horrible death; they didn't seem to mind that at all. But no hanky-panky.ben bova
There was never a revolution to equal it, and never a city more glorious than Petrograd, and for all that period of my life I lived another and braved the ice of winter and the summer flies in Vyborg while across my adopted country of the past, winds of the revolution blew their flame, and all of us suffered hunger while we drank at the wine of equality.norman mailer
In practice he never stopped until you blew the whistle, There were times he'd keep running, going across the parking lot and into neighborhood, and one of the kids would say, "Coach, you forgot to blow the whistle. You have to go get Javon."javon ringer
Formed on the good old plan, A true and brave and downright honest man! He blew no trumpet in the market-place, Nor in the church with hypocritic face Supplied with cant the lack of Christian grace; Loathing pretence, he did with cheerful will What others talked of while their hands were still.john greenleaf whittier
Allah took a handful of southerly wind , blew His breath over it, and created the horse. Thou shall fly without wings, and conquer without any sword , O, Horse!
Woddis, forrestis, with nakyt bewis blowt, Stude strippyt of thar weid in every howt. So bustuusly Boreas his bugill blew, The deyr full dern doun in the dalis drew; Smale byrdis, flokkand throu thik ronys thrang, In chyrmyng and with cheping changit thar sang, Sekand hidlis and hyrnys thame to hyde Fra feirfull thuddis of the tempestuus tyde.
"Oklahoma City bombing was done on purpose. Did you know the Federal Government blew up their own building to blame it on the militias and to get rid of some people that weren't cooperating with the system?"
And, when a damp Fell round the path of Milton, in his hand The Thing became a trumpet; whence he blew Soul-animating strains, alas! too few.william wordsworth
Or sweet Europa's mantle blew unclasped From off her shoulder backward borne; From one hand drooped a crocus: one hand grasped The mild bull's golden horn.
75 million years ago, Xenu was an evil galactic dictator who had some problem with billions of his people, so he loaded them into spaceships that looked exactly like DC-8s. Even worse, he charged them twenty-five dollars if they had extra luggage. Then, Xenu brought them here to Earth where he stacked their bodies around volcanoes, which he then blew up with Hydrogen bombs.
We who have seen Italia in the throes, Half risen but to be hurled to ground, and now, Like a ripe field of wheat where once drove plough, All bounteous as she is fair, we think of those Who blew the breath of life into her frame: Cavour, Mazzini, Garibaldi: Three: Her Brain, her Soul, her Sword; and set her free ruinous discords, with one lustrous aim.
The old Old winds that blew When chaos was, what do They tell the clattered trees that I Should weep?adelaide crapsey
There, like the wind through woods in riot, Through him the gale of life blew high; The tree of man was never quiet: Then 'twas the Roman, now 'tis I.
The night-wind blew cold on my desolate heart But colder those wild words of doom, “Ye must part.”
From far, from eve and morning And yon twelve-winded sky, The stuff of life to knit me blew hither: here am I.