Craggy Quotes
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On a craggy bluff above the majestic Ottawa River stands the remarkable embodiment of our system of governance: Parliament.
john allen fraser— Preface, p. ix
Slow, slow, fresh fount, keep time with my salt tears: Yet, slower, yet; O faintly, gentle springs: List to the heavy part the music bears, Woe weeps out her division, when she sings. Droop herbs, and flowers, Fall grief in showers, Our beauties are not ours; O, I could still, Like melting snow upon some craggy hill, Drop, drop, drop, drop, Since nature's pride is now, a withered daffodil.
Ben Jonson— Cynthia's Revels (1600), Act I, scene i.
O Twilight! Spirit that dost render birth To dim enchantments; melting heaven with earth, Leaving on craggy hills and running streams A softness like the atmosphere of dreams.
caroline elizabeth sarah norton— The Winter’s Walk (c. 1840).
Here are cool mosses deep, And thro' the moss the ivies creep, And in the stream the long-leaved flowers weep, And from the craggy ledge the poppy hangs in sleep.
— Alfred Tennyson, The Lotos-Eaters, Choric Song, Part I.
Still reeling from the buzzing of German-designed appliances, and desperately trying to find a stall that served coffee and muffins instead of edible knickers and herbal elixirs, I watched bemused at the Sexpo as the craggy Pricasso dipped his dangly bit into paint and dabbed at a piece of paper on the easel.
— Cape Argus staff (16 September 2008). "Put an end to dangling conversations". Cape Argus (South Africa: Independent Online): p. 13.
