They praised the Mighty Forgiver, They washed their sins in the river, Cold water, well it made them wanna shiver. And that's how rhythm was born.
Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver.Tennyson
It was senseless, as— I held my breath, feeling myself shiver with fear— as Billy's blindness was senseless.chaim potok
When rowan leaves are dank and rusting And rowan berries red as blood, When in my palm the hangman's thrusting The final nail with bony thud, When, over the foul flooding river, Upon the wet grey height, I toss Before my land's grim looks, and shiver As I swing here upon the cross, Then, through the blood and weeping, stretches My dying sight to space remote; I see upon the river’s reaches Christ sailing to me in a boat.alexander blok
Speak not of guilt, speak not of responsibility. When the Regiment of the Senses parades by, with music, and with banners; when the senses shiver and shudder, it is only a fool and and an irreverent person that will keep his distance, who will not embrace the good cause, marching towards the conquest of pleasures and passions. All of morality’s laws – poorly understood and applied – are nil and cannot stand even for a moment, when the Regiment of the Senses parades by, with music, and with banners.constantine p. cavafy
I feel in my sinews The spreading of shadows Converging together With a shiver And in solitary vigil After flights triumphal My head rise From this scythe Through a clean rupture That serves to dissever The ancient disharmony With the body As drunk from fasting It persists in following With a haggard bound Its gaze profound Up where the frozen Absolute has chosen That nothing shall measure Its vastness, O glacier But according to a ritual Illumined by the principle That chose my consecration It extends a salutation.stéphane mallarmé
It was senseless, as I held my breath, feeling myself shiver with fear as Billy's blindness was senseless.
Ho! why dost thou shiver and shake, Gaffer Grey? And why does thy nose look so blue?
Now the sunset breezes shiver, And she's fading down the river, But in England's song forever She's the Fighting Téméraire.
Be bold! That's one way Of getting through life. So I turn upon her And point out that, Faced with the wickedness Of things, she does not shiver.
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