I eat cottage cheese for dinner, with salt and pepper!
An English village could never be mistaken for an American one: the outline against the sky differs; a thatched cottage makes a very wavy line on the blue above.maria mitchell
Carol, every violet hasHeaven for a looking-glass!Every little valley liesUnder many-clouded skies;Every little cottage standsGirt about with boundless lands;Every little glimmering pondClaims the mighty shores beyond;Shores no seaman ever hailed,Seas no ship has ever sailed.All the shores when day is doneFade into the setting sun,So the story tries to teachMore than can be told in speech.Alfred Noyes
An exile from home splendour dazzles in vain,Oh give me my lowly thatched cottage again;The birds singing gayly, that came at my call,Give me them, and that peace of mind dearer than all.john howard payne
He passed a cottage with a double coach-house,A cottage of gentility;And he owned with a grinThat his favorite sinIs pride that apes humility.Robert Southey
The soul's dark cottage, battered and decayed,Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made;Stronger by weakness, wiser, men becomeAs they draw near to their eternal home.Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view,That stand upon the threshold of the new.Edmund Waller
I'm king of the dead and I make my throne On a monument slab of marble cold; And my scepter of rule is the spade I hold: Come they from cottage or come they from hall, Mankind are my subjects, all, all, all! Let them loiter in pleasure or toilfully spin I gather them in, I gather them in!benjamin, park, sr.
The Angel of Death has been abroad throughout the land; you may almost hear the beating of his wings. There is no one, as when the first-born were slain of old, to sprinkle with blood the lintel and the two side-posts of our doors, that he may spare and pass on; he takes his victims from the castle of the noble, the mansion of the wealthy, and the cottage of the poor and lowly.john bright
The poorest man may in his cottage bid defiance to all the forces of the Crown. It may be frail its roof may shake the wind may blow through it the storm may enter the rain may enter but the King of England cannot enter all his force dares not cross the threshold of the ruined tenement!
The poorest man may in his cottage bid defiance to all the force of the Crown. It may be frail, its roof may shake; the wind may blow through it; the storms may enter, the rain may enter, but the King of England cannot enter; all his forces dare not cross the threshold of the ruined tenement!
I think some orator commenting upon that fate said that though the winds of heaven might whistle around an Englishman's cottage, the King of England could not.
With equal pace, impartial Fate Knocks at the palace, as the cottage gate.
I'm king of the dead and I make my throne On a monument slab of marble cold; And my scepter of rule is the spade I hold: Come they from cottage or come they from hall, Mankind are my subjects, all, all, all! Let them loiter in pleasure or toilfully spin I gather them in, I gather them in!
A visitor to Niels Bohr's country cottage, noticing a horseshoe hanging on the wall, teasing the eminent scientist about this ancient superstition. 'Can it be true that you, of all people, believe it will bring you luck?' 'Of course not,' replied Bohr, 'but I understand it brings you luck whether you believe it or not.'
Cleon hath ten thousand acres, Ne'er a one have I; Cleon dwelleth in a palace, In a cottage I.charles mackay
One was a 17th-century cottage complete with low ceilings, cut down doorways that you had to stoop to pass through...- there have been cases where people have died after clocking their heads so frequently in old cottages - and I was told it was part of the character.
He saw a cottage with a double coach-house, A cottage of gentility! And the Devil did grin, for his darling sin Is pride that apes humility.Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn.Oliver Goldsmith
The soul's dark cottage, batter'd and decay'd, Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made.
He stood beside a cottage lone, and listened to a lute, one summer's eve, when the breeze was gone, and the nightingale was mute.
Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance He knows that something somewhere has to break He sees the family home now, looming in his headlights The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache Many miles away there's a shadow on the door Of a cottage on the shore Of a dark Scottish lake
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