Pale, mournful flower, that hidest in shade Mid dewy damps and murky glade, With moss and mould, Why dost thou hang thy ghastly head, So sad and cold?
Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man Cold when he is only sad.Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
If the estimate of the House Committee on Foreign Affairs is correct, then Russia has lost the Cold war in western Europe.walter lippmann
I presume that to the uninitiated the formulae will appear Cold and cheerless; but let it be remembered that, like other mathematical formulae, they find their origin in the divine source of all geometry. Whether I shall have the satisfaction of taking part in their exposition, or whether that will remain for some more profound expositor, will be seen in the future.benjamin peirce
A career is wonderful, but you can't curl up with it on a Cold night.marilyn monroe
Praisethe invisible sun burning beyondthe white Cold sky, giving uslight and the chimney's shadow.Denise Levertov
Mars is too Cold, Venus is too hot, Earth is just right.Andrew Ingersoll
I will on thee as on a comet look, A comet, the sad world's ill-boding book; Thy light as luctual and stain'd with woes I'll judge, where penal flames sit mixt and close. But though some think thou shin'st but to restrain Bold storms, and simply dost attend on rain; Yet I know well, and so our sins require, Thou dost but court Cold rain, till rain turns fire.Henry Vaughan
I love the joy of mountains Wandering free with no concerns Every day I find food for this old body There’s leisure for thinking, nothing to do Often I carry an ancient book Sometimes I climb a rock pavilion To look down a thousand foot precipice Overhead are swirling clouds A Cold moon chilly Cold My body feels like a flying cranehan shan
I did find Calypso but only once, far in the depths of the very wildest of Canadian dark woods, near those high, Cold, moss-covered swamps. ... I felt as if I were in the presence of superior beings who loved me and beckoned me to come. I sat down beside them and wept for joy.john muir
I dreamed a place where I have come to dwell Cold Mountain says it all Monkeys scream, the valley fog is Cold My door blends with the color of the peaks I gather leaves and thatch a hut among the pines Dig a pond and lead a trickle from the brook Long ago I left the world behind Eating ferns I pass the years in peace
I think the Cold War works as a great analogy or simile for different kinds of conflict . It's funny, when you look back at it, it's one of the last times that the boundaries were clear. Now, as we see on 'Homeland,' there are no clear boundaries and enemies.
The Cold reaches of the universe must not become the new area of an even colder war.
Lifeless in appearance, sluggish dazed spring approaches They enter the new world naked, Cold, uncertain of all save that they enter.william carlos williams
Never seek to tell thy loveLove that never told can be;For the gentle wind does moveSilently, invisibly.I told my love, I told my love,I told her all my heart;Trembling, Cold, in ghastly fears—Ah, she doth depart.Soon as she was gone from meA traveler came bySilently, invisibly—Oh, was no deny.william blake
If you have a glass full of liquid you can discourse forever on its qualities, discuss whether it is Cold, warm, whether it is really and truly composed of H-2-O, or even mineral water, or saki. Meditation is Drinking it!taisen deshimaru
When illusions are over, when the distractions of sense, the vagaries of fancy, and the tumults of passion have dissolved even before the body is Cold, which once they so thronged and agitated, the soul merges into intellect, intellect into conscience, conscience into the unbroken, awful solitude of its own personal accountability; and though the inhabitants of the universe were within the spirit's ken, this personal accountability is as strictly alone and unshared, as if no being were throughout immensity but the spirit and its God.henry giles
O cool glad pasture; living tree, tall corn,Great cliff, or languid sloping sand, Cold sea,Waves: river curving; you, eternal flowers,Give me content, while I can think of you:Give me your living breath!Back to your rampart, Death!harold monro
On John Edwards, U.S. Senator from North Carolina: "The stump speech of pretty-boy Senator John Edwards, which I've heard often enough to be able to mouth along with him, has room for everything, including vivid, wrenching portraits of despair: 'Tonight somewhere in America a ten-year-old little girl will go to bed hungry, hoping and praying that tomorrow will not be as Cold as today because she doesn't have the coat to keep her warm.' You'd have to have a heart of stone not to be doubled up in laughter at that line.mark steyn
Lifeless in appearance, sluggish dazed spring approaches — They enter the new world naked, Cold, uncertain of all save that they enter. All about them The Cold, familiar wind — Now the grass, tomorrow the stiff curl of wildcarrot leaf One by one objects are defined — It quickens: clarity, outline of leaf But now the stark dignity of entrance — Still, the profound change has come upon them: rooted, they grip down and begin to awaken.william carlos williams
He grew, and grew, A star-bright sign of fated empery; And all conspiring omens led him on To lofty purpose and pre-eminence. The mountain eagles, towering in their pride, Stoop'd at his beck and flock'd about his path, Like the small birds by wintry famine tamed; Or with their dusky and expansive wings Shaded and fann'd him as he slept at noon. The lightnings danced before him sportively, And shone innocuous as the pale Cold moon In the clear blue of his celestial eye.hartley coleridge
Can storied urn, or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flatt'ry soothe the dull Cold ear of Death?thomas gray
There is an old Klingon proverb, "Revenge is a dish best served Cold"...and it is very Cold, in space...
World's use is Cold, world's love is vain, World's cruelty is bitter bane; But pain is not the fruit of pain.
I love the joy of mountains Wandering free with no concerns Every day I find food for this old body There’s leisure for thinking, nothing to do Often I carry an ancient book Sometimes I climb a rock pavilion To look down a thousand foot precipice Overhead are swirling clouds A Cold moon chilly Cold My body feels like a flying crane
It's me, it's Buddy... I'm Cold.
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