That memorable day died in purple and gold, and just as the last traces of the sunset faded in the west and the star-lilies filled the sky, the full moon looked down over the rim of the valley, and the great rocks, catching the silvery glow, came forth out of the dusky shadows like very spirits.
I could digress and say that you have the ability to give magnificent gentle kisses, or that I love your tan lines or that I love the curve of your hips, the erotic beauty of you holding yourself (or two magnificent parts of yourself) in the faded glow of the night's light. but hey, that would be going into sexual details...mark sanford
Such a fatigue of adjectives, a drone of alliterations, a huffing of hyphenated words hurdling the meter like tired horses. Such a faded upholstery of tears, stars, bells, bones, flood and blood a thud of consonants in tongue, night, dark, dust, seed, wound and wind.Anatole Broyard
I am as one who is left alone at a banquet, the lights dead and the flowers faded.Lytton
The flowers anew, returning seasons bring; But beauty faded has no second spring.Ambrose Philips
Those are old patterns, faded and bleached in the glare of the pressing present moments in the story.
Ask me no more: what answer should I give? I love not hollow cheek or faded eye: Yet,O my friend, I will not have thee die! Ask me no more, lest I should bid thee live.Tennyson
It was ages ago in life's first wonderI found you, Virgilia, wild sea-heart;And 'twas ages ago that we went asunder,Ages and worlds apart.Your luminous face and your hair's dark glory,I knew them of old by an ocean-stream,In a far, first world now turned to story,Now faded back to dream.edwin markham
'Tis the last rose of Summer,Left blooming alone;All her lovely companionsAre faded and gone.thomas moore
The flowers anew returning seasons bring!But beauty faded has no second spring.Ambrose Philips
Why hold ye so my heart, nor dimly letThrough your deep leaves the light of yesterday,The faded glimmer of a sunshine set?Is it that in your darkness, shut from strife,The bread of tears becomes the bread of life?Far from the roar of day, beneath your boughsFresh griefs beat tranquilly, and loves and vowsGrow green in your gray shadows, dearer farEven than all lovely lights and roses are?frederick goddard tuckerman
Whatever I learned,Whatever I knew,Seems like those faded years of childhood that flew,Away in some dilemma,Always in some confusion,The purpose of this life,Seems like an illusion!
The building itself is hostile: cracked plaster, broken windows, splintered doors and carved up desks, gloomy corridors and metal stairways, dingy cafeteria (they can eat sitting down only in 20 minute shifts) and an auditorium which has no windows. It does have murals, however, depicting mute, muscular harvesters, faded and immobile under a mustard sun.bel kaufman
When Earth's last picture is painted and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colours have faded, and the youngest critic has died, We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it lie down for an aeon or two, Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall put us to work anew!rudyard kipling
I can see her lookin fast in her faded jeans She's a hard lovin woman got me feelin mean Sometimes I think its a shame when I get feelin better when I'm feelin no pain Sundown you better take care if I find you been creepin round my back stairs Sundown you better take care if I find you been creepin round my back stairsgordon lightfoot
The house kept its own time, like the old-fashioned grandfather clock in the living room. People who happened by raised the weights, and as long as the weights were wound, the clock continued ticking away. But with people gone and the weights unattended, whole chunks of time were left to collect in deposits of faded life on the floor.haruki murakami
Whatever I learned, Whatever I knew, Seems like those faded years of childhood that flew, Away in some dilemma, Always in some confusion, The purpose of this life, Seems like an illusion!
The wind swept, cold and pure, cut against our faces whistled in our ears filled our eyes with tears, but all unheeded as we gazed at the marvel stretched before us. For all doubts faded and fears were dispelled as before us stretched immortality, purification, a revelation of the world as God sees it, where no man has stepped to mar it.
The first pages of memory are like the old family Bible . The first leaves are wholly faded and somewhat soiled with handling. But, when we turn further, and come to the chapters where Adam and Eve were banished from Paradise , then, all begins to grow clear and legible .
In other words, all of my books are lies. They are simply maps of a territory, shadows of a reality, gray symbols dragging their bellies across the dead page, suffocated signs full of muffled sound and faded glory, signifying absolutely nothing. And it is the nothing, the Mystery, the Emptiness alone that needs to be realized: not known but felt, not thought but breathed, not an object but an atmosphere, not a lesson but a life.
'Tis but a little faded flower, But oh, how fondly dear! 'Twill bring me back one golden hour, Through many a weary year.
Beside the brook and on the umbered meadow, Where yellow fern-tufts fleck the faded ground, With folded lids beneath their palmy shadow The gentian nods in dewy slumbers bound.sarah helen whitman
Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air; And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
As the shores of Ithaca gradually faded away behind him And he sailed swiftly westward Toward Iberia and the Pillars of Hercules, Far from every Achaean sea, He felt he was alive once more, Freed from the oppressive bonds Of familiar, domestic things. And his adventurous heart rejoiced Coldly, devoid of love.constantine p. cavafy
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