There written all Black as the damning drops that fall From the denouncing Angel's pen, Ere Mercy weeps them out again.thomas moore
Theyare the last drops of vintage wine from a musty old bottle.
The gatherd storme is rype; the bigge drops falle;The forswat meadowes smethe, and drenche the raine;The comyng ghastness do the cattle pall,And the full flockes are drivynge ore the plaine;Dashde from the cloudes the waters flott againe;The welkin opes; the yellow levynne flies;And the hot fierie smothe in the wide lowings dies.thomas chatterton
Corruption is a tree, whose branches are Of an immeasurable length: they spread Ev'rywhere; and the dew that drops from thence Hath infected some chairs and stools of authority.John Fletcher
Anger, which, far sweeter than trickling drops of honey, rises in the bosom of a man like smoke.
But hear thee, Gratiano; Thou art too wild, too rude and bold of voice; Parts that become thee happily enough, And in such eyes as ours appear not faults; But where thou art not known, why, there they show Something too liberal. Pray thee, take pain To allay with some cold drops of modesty, Thy skipping spirit, lest through thy wild behavior, I be misconstrued in the place I go to, And lose my hopes.
As for style of writingif one has anything to say, it drops from him simply and directly, as a stone falls to the ground.Henry David Thoreau
Little drops of water,Little grains of sand,Make the mighty oceanAnd the pleasant land.Thus the little minutes,Humble though they be,Make the mighty agesOf eternity.julia abigail fletcher carney
Add a few drops of venom to a half truth and you have an absolute truth.Eric Hoffer
With silver drops the mead yet spread for ruth, In active games of nimbleness and strength, Where we did strain, trained with swarms of youth, Our tender limbs that yet shot up in length. The secret groves, which oft we made resound Of pleasant plaint, and of our ladies' praise; Recording oft what grace each one had found, What hope of speed, what dread of long delays.howard, henry, earl of surrey
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again.Sylvia Plath
When the fruit appears the blossom drops off. Love of God is the fruit, and rituals are the blossom.ramakrishna
Those eyes of thine from mine have drawn salt tears, Sham'd their aspect with store of childish drops.william shakespeare
The play is done; the curtain drops, Slow falling to the prompter's bell: A moment yet the actor stops, And looks around, to say farewell. It is an irksome word and task: And, when he's laughed and said his say, He shows, as he removes the mask, A face that's anything but gay.william makepeace thackeray
Not all the drops the human eye can shed will ever quench the fires or blot out the guilt of sin. Do not, I pray you, be deceived on this point; do not permit yourselves to harbor the delusion that the rain-showers from your beclouded eyes can ever fertilize the barren soul, and cause it to blossom as the rose.
And O the buttercups! that field O' the cloth of gold, where pennons swam , Where France set up his lilied shield, His oriflamb, And Henry's lion-standard rolled: What was it to their matchless sheen, Their million million drops of gold Among the green!
And the hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain.Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Clouds consign their treasures to the fields; And, softly shaking on the dimpled pool Prelusive drops; let all their moisture flow, In large effusion, o'er the freshen'd world.james thomson
And wip'd our eyes Of drops that sacred pity hath engender’d.
On the ear drops the light drip of the suspended oar.lord byron
I am a tainted wether of the flock, Meetest for death; the weakest kind of fruit drops earliest to the ground, and so let me.
For there are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion, That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret, Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together.Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
After a day of cloud and wind and rain Sometimes the setting sun breaks out again, And, touching all the darksome woods with light, Smiles on the fields until they laugh and sing, Then like a ruby from the horizon's ring, drops down into the night.Henry Wadsworth Longfellow