The wild November come at last beneath a veil of rain. The night wind blows its folds aside, her face is full of pain. The latest of her race, she takes the Autumn's vacant throne, She has but one short moon to live, and she must live alone.
The twilight is sad and cloudy, The wind blows wild and free, And like the wings of sear-birds Hash the white caps of the sea.Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hushed in grim repose, expects his evening prey.thomas gray
Conceit is the finest armor that a man can wear. Upon its smooth, impenetrable surface the puny dagger-thrusts of spite and envy glance harmlessly aside. Without that breast-plate the sword of talent cannot force its way through the battle of life, for blows have to be borne as well as dealt.jerome k. jerome
Here tulips bloom as they are told; Unkempt about those hedges blows An English unofficial rose.rupert brooke
And the jessamine faint, and the sweet tuberose, The sweetest flower for scent that blows.Percy Bysshe Shelley
Growing terrorism, permissive societies, democracy collapsing through lack of law and order. If things continue on their present track, the disintegration of Western societies will occur much sooner than you think under the hammer blows of fascism and communism. Freedom is not something that does not have a breaking point, and your enemies would like you to reach that point.muhammad reza pahlavi
He bore a simple wild-flower wreath: Narcissus, and the sweet brier rose; Vervain, and flexile thyme, that breathe Rich fragrance; modest heath, that glows With purple bells; the amaranth bright, That no decay, nor fading knows, Like true love's holiest, rarest light; And every purest flower, that blows In that sweet time, which Love most blesses, When spring on summer's confines presses.thomas love peacock
For today, the women of this Nation still retain the liberty to control their destinies. But the signs are evident and very ominous, and a chill wind blows.harry blackmun
Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time.d. h. lawrence
In America all too few blows are struck into flesh.We kill the spirit here, we are experts at that.We use psychic bullets and kill each other cell by cell.Norman Kingsley Mailer
I think he must have an egg-timer - every four minutes, he blows the whistle.jack gibson
Write as the wind blows and command all words like an army!hilaire belloc
If you want a peaceful place to dwell Cold Mountain is guaranteed forever A light wind blows softly in the pines The sound is good when you are close One old man sits beneath the trees Reading Lao Tzu and Huang Ti, mumbling I could not find the world if I searched ten years I’ve forgotten the road by which I camehan shan
....But words came halting forth, wanting Invention's stay, Invention, Nature's child, fled step-dame Study's blows, And others' feet still seemed but strangers in my way. Thus great with child to speak, and helpless in my throes, Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite: "Fool," said my Muse to me, "look in thy heart and write."philip sidney
Rock-bye-baby on the tree top, when the wind blows the cradle will rock. When the bough bends the cradle will fall, down comes the baby, cradle and all.
The wind of heaven is that which blows between a horse's ears.
The sweetest flower that blows, I give you as we part For you it is a rose For me it is my heart.
'Mid the sharp, short emerald wheat, scarce risen three fingers well, The wild tulip at end of its tube, blows out its great red bell, Like a thin clear bubble of blood, for the children to pick and sell.Robert Browning
The wind blows out, the bubble dies; The spring entomb'd in autumn lies; The dew dries up; the star is shot; The flight is past and man forgot.
To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.william wordsworth
A plague of sighing and grief! It blows a man up like a bladder.
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