Roman playwright of the Old Latin period
No good water comes from a muddy spring. No sweet fruit comes from a bitter seed.josé rizal
With eyes up-raised, as one inspired, Pale Melancholy sate retired, And from her wild sequestered seat, In notes by distance made more sweet, Poured thro' the mellow horn her pensive soul.william collins
A thing of beauty is a joy forever. Its loveliness increases, it will never pass into nothingness.john keats
sweet bird! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year.john logan
The rose is red, the violet's blue the honey's sweet, and so are you. Thou are my love and I am thine, I drew thee to my Valentine. The lot was cast and then I drew, and Fortune said it shou'd be you.
Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court?william shakespeare
The rose is fragrant, but it fades in time: The violet sweet, but quickly past the prime White lilies hang their heads, and soon decay, And white snow in minutes melts away.john dryden
sweet tears! the awful language, eloquent Of infinite affection; far too big For words.robert pollok
sweet bird, that sing'st away the early hours, Of winter's past or coming void of care, Well pleaséd with delights which present are, Fair seasons, budding sprays, sweet-smelling flowers.
It was the whiteness of the whale that above all things appalled me?for all these accumulated associations, with whatever is sweet, and honourable, and sublime, there yet lurks an elusive something in the innermost idea of this hue, which strikes more of a panic to the soul than that redness which affrights in blood.Herman Melville
My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing.Percy Bysshe Shelley
And the jessamine faint, and the sweet tuberose, The sweetest flower for scent that blows.Percy Bysshe Shelley
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 Scotia! my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to heaven is sent; Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content.Robert Burns
sweet is the pleasure itself cannot spoil. Is not true leisure one with true toil?Dwight
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