Robert Frost, “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” from The Poetry of Robert Frost, edited by Edward Connery Lathem. Copyright 1923, © 1969 by Henry Holt and Company, Inc., renewed 1951, by Robert Frost. Reprinted with the permission of Henry Holt and Company, LLC. Source: The Random House Book of Poetry for Children (1983)
...the place [Dogtown, in Gloucester, Massachusetts] is forsaken and majestically lovely as if nature had at last formed one spot where she can live for herself alone....[It] looked like a cross between Easter Island and Stonehenge – essentially druidic in it appearance – it gives the feeling that an ancient race might turn up at any moment and renew an ageless rite there.marsden hartley
[I] do not like poems that resemble hay compressed into a geometrically perfect cube. I like it when the hay, unkempt, uncombed, with dry berries mixed in it, thrown together gaily and freely, bounces along atop some truck—and more, if there are some lovely and healthy lasses atop the hay—and better yet if the branches catch at the hay, and some of it tumbles to the road.yevgeny yevtushenko
When lovely woman stoops to follyand Paces about her room again, alone, She smoothes her hair with automatic hand, And puts a record on the gramophone. See Goldsmith 361:47.
Then the world seemed none so bad, And I myself a sterling lad; And down in lovely muck I've lain, Happy till I woke again.
Adorned She was indeed, and lovely to attract Thy love, not thy subjection.john milton
For all its prestige, its fabulous views, its indoor pool, and its lovely garden, 24 Sussex is more like an old hotel than a modern home.jean chrétien
My lovely living boy,My hope, my hap, my love, my life, my joy.guillaume de salluste du bartas
In Africa a thing is true at first light and a lie by noon and you have no more respect for it than for the lovely, perfect wood-fringed lake you see across the sun-baked salt plain. You have walked across that plain in the morning and you know that no such lake is there. But now it is there absolutely true, beautiful and believable.ernest hemingway
There is no more lovely, friendly and charming relationship, communion or company than a good marriage.Martin Luther
Hope is like a harebell, trembling from its birth,Love is like a rose, the joy of all the earth,Faith is like a lily, lifted high and white,Love is like a lovely rose, the world’s delight.Harebells and sweet lilies show a thornless growth,But the rose with all its thorns excels them both.christina rossetti
O woman! lovely woman! Nature made thee To temper man: we had been brutes without you. Angels are painted fair, to look like you: There ’s in you all that we believe of heaven, Amazing brightness, purity, and truth, Eternal joy, and everlasting love.thomas otway
So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted, But yet a union in partition; Two lovely berries moulded on one stem: So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart; Two of the first, like coats in heraldry, Due but to one and crowned with one crest.william shakespeare
Think ye by gazing on each other's eyes To multiply your lovely selves?Percy Bysshe Shelley
In the Philippines, there are lovely screens To protect you from the glare.
Ye lovers of the picturesque, if ye wish to drown your grief, Take myadvice, and visit the ancient town of Crieff; The climate is bracing, and the walks lovely to see Besides, ye can ramble over the district, and view the beautiful scenery.William McGonagall
There's a freedom there and an understanding of my career and the things I've done. I'm seen here as primarily a comic actor, which is OK, but I can go to New York and I do something that's very emotional. It would be lovely at some point to do something like that on film.nathan lane
Take all the time you needIt's a lovely nightIf you decide to comeYou're gonna do it right.brian wilson
I say more, the just man justices; Keeps grace: that keeps all his goings graces; Acts in God's eye what in God's eye he is Christ for Christ plays in ten thousand places, lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his To the Father through the features of men's faces.gerard manley hopkins
An Arab, by his earnest gaze, Has clothed a lovely maid with blushes; A smile within his eyelids plays And into words his longing gushes.