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The land lies desolate and stripped; Across its waste has thinly strayed A tattered host of eucalypt. From whose gaunt uniform is made A ragged penury of shade.
Still nursing the unconquerable hope, Still clutching the inviolable shade.
I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the L, which made heaven and earth. He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber. Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep. The L is thy keeper: the L is thy shade upon thy right hand. The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moonby night.The L shall preservetheefromallevil: he shall preserve thy soul. The L shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.
Mit einemWorte: wir wollen niemand in den Schatten stellen aber wir verlangen auch unseren Platz an der Sonne. In a word, we desire to throw no one into the shade, but we also demand our own place in the sun.
Writing has laws of perspective, of light and shade, just as paintingdoes,ormusic.If youarebornknowingthem,fine. If not, learn them.Then rearrangethe rulesto suit yourself.
The people's flag is deepest red; It shrouded oft our martyred dead. And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold, Their heart's blood dyed its every fold. Then raise the scarlet standard high! Within its shade we'll live or die. Tho'cowards flinch and traitors sneer, We'll keep the red flag flying here.
There isnothing ugly; I never saw an ugly thing in my life: for let the form of an object be what it maylight, shade and perspective will always make it beautiful.
Jolly boating weather And a hay-harvest breeze, Blade on the feather, Shade off the trees; Swing, swing together, With your body between your knees.
Train up a fig-tree in the way it should go, and when you are old sit under the shade of it.
Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader browner shade; Where'er the rude and moss-grown beech O'er-canopies the glade, Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think.
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease, No comfortable feel in any member No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds, November!
Come, let us here enjoy the shade; For love in shadow best is made. Though envy oft his shadow be, None brooks the sunlight worse than he.
'None can usurp this height,'returned that shade, 'But those to whom the miseries of the world Are misery, and will not let them rest.'
Our England is a garden, and such gardens are not made By singing:'Oh, how beautiful!'and sitting in the shade, While better men than we go out and start their working lives At grubbing weeds from gravel paths with broken dinner-knives.
Stat magni nominis umbra. There stands the shade of a great name.
For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock; by fountain, shade, and rill.
Alas! What boots it with uncessant care To tend the homely slighted Shepherd's trade, And strictly meditate the thankless muse; Were it not better done as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with th'abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life.
Oh there once was a swagman camped in the billabongs, Under the shade of a Coolibah tree; And he sang as he looked at the old billy boiling, 'Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me.' Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda, my darling, Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me. Waltzing Matilda and leading a water-bag, Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me.
Where'er you walk, cool gales shall fan the glade, Trees where you sit, shall crowd into a shade: Where'er you tread, the blushing flowers shall rise, And all things flourish where you turn your eyes.
No pleasing Intricacies intervene, No artful wildness to perplex the scene; Grove nods at grove, each a mirror of the other. The suff'ring eye inverted Nature sees, Trees cut to Statues, Statues thick as trees, With here a Fountain, never to be play'd, And there a Summer-house, that knows no shade; Here Amphitrite sails thro'myrtle bow'rs There Gladiators fight, or die, in flow'rs Un-water'd see the drooping sea-horse mourn, And swallows roost in Nilus'dusty Urn.
O Woman! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou!
I have a rendezvous with Death At some disputed barricade, When Spring comes round with rustling shade And apple blossoms fill the air. I have a rendezvous with Death When Spring brings back blue days and fair.
For she was beautifulher beauty made The bright world dim, and everything beside Seemed like the fleeting image of a shade.
And shade is on the brightest wing, And dust forbids the birds to sing.
And 'while the world runs round and round,' I said, 'Reign thou apart, a quiet king, Still as, while Saturn whirls, his steadfast shade Sleeps on his luminous ring.'
The moving accident is not my trade; To freeze the blood I have no ready arts: 'Tis my delight, alone in summer shade, To pipe a simple song for thinking hearts.
Webster's New World Dictionary of Quotations Copyright © 2010 by Chambers Harrap Publishers Ltd. All rights reserved. Published by Wiley, Hoboken, NJ. Used by arrangement with John Wiley & Sons, Inc.
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