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.
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
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
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
Twice or thrice had I loved thee, Before I knew thy face or name; So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame Angels affect us oft, and worshipped be; Still when, to where thou wert, I came, Some lovely glorious nothing did I see.john donne
As fattening is the first duty of fashionable female life, it must be duly enforced by the rod if necessary. I got up a bit of flirtation with missy, and induced her to rise and shake hands with me. Her face was lovely, but her body was as round as a ball.John Hanning Speke
The starry, fragile windflower,Poised above in airy grace,Virgin white, suffused with blushes,Shyly droops her lovely face.elaine goodale eastman
Cold, impossible, ahead Lifts the mountain's lovely head Whose white waterfall could bless Travellers in their last distress.wystan hugh auden
How old I am! I'm eighty years! I've worked both hard and long, Yet patient as my life has been, One dearest sight I have not seen It almost seems a wrong; A dream I had when life was new, Alas our dreams! they come not true; I thought to see fair Carcassonne, That lovely city Carcassonne!gustave nadaud
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