Along the river's summer walk, The withered tufts of asters nod; And trembles on its arid stalk The hoar plume of the golden-rod. And on a ground of sombre fir, And azure-studded juniper, The silver birch its buds of purple shows, And scarlet berries tell where bloomed the sweet wild-rose!
Let Winter come! let polar spirits sweepThe darkening world, and tempest-troubled deep!Though boundless snows the withered heath deform,And the dim sun scarce wanders through the storm,Yet shall the smile of social love repay,With mental light, the melancholy day!And, when its short and sullen noon is o'er,The ice-chained waters slumbering on the shore,How bright the fagots in his little hallBlaze on the hearth, and warm the pictured wall!thomas campbell
To the earth I gave the earthly tribute. Of love, hopes, good and evil; I am ready to begin another life, I am silent and wait: the time has come; I shall leave no brother in this world; And dark and cold embrace my tired soul; Like a premature fruit, deprived of sap, It withered in the storms of fate under the burning sun of existence.mikhail lermontov
When Winter scourged the meadow and the hill And in the withered leafage worked his will, Then water shrank, and shuddered, and stood still, Then built himself a magic house of glass, Irised with memories of flowers and grass, Wherein to sit and watch the fury pass.Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts
The way was long, the wind was cold, The Minstrel was infirm and old; His withered cheek, and tresses grey, Seemed to have known a better day; The harp, his sole remaining joy, Was carried byan orphan boy, The last of all the Bards was he, Who sung of Border chivalry.1805 The Lay of the Last Minstrel, introduction.
And said I that my limbs were old, And said I that my blood was cold, And that my kindly fire was fled, And my poor withered heart was dead, And that I might not sing of Love?1805 The Lay of the Last Minstrel, canto1, stanza1.
"The bud, though plucked, would not be withered, only transplanted to a fitter soil to ripen and blow beneath a brighter sun; and though I might not cherish and watch my child's unfolding intellect, he would be snatched away from all the suffering and sins of earth; and my understanding tells me this would be no great evil; but my heart shrinks from the contemplation of such a possibility, and whispers I could not bear to see him die."anne brontë
How withered away one can be from a life of unremitting toil.joanna russ
Dirty, stained, withered, broken things seem beautiful to me.yohji yamamoto
Travelling, sick My dreams roam On a withered moor.Matsuo Basho
The sad rhyme of the men who proudly clung To their first fault, and withered in their pride.Robert Browning
Morality comes with the sad wisdom of age, when the sense of curiosity has withered.graham greene
At a certain point the two cigars fell at our feet in the snow and then we heard them whispering up there and moving about and then came a sigh louder than the others. When we looked up we could see nothing but the withered vine leaves and thousands of stars in the frosty sky. Nuto said "The blackguards" through his clenched teeth.cesare pavese
Dame Fortune is a fickle gipsy, And always blind, and often tipsy; Sometimes for years and years together, She ’ll bless you with the sunniest weather, Bestowing honour, pudding, pence, You can’t imagine why or whence; Then in a moment Presto, pass! Your joys are withered like the grass;winthrop mackworth praed
No matter what we are, and what we sing, Time finds a withered leaf in every laurelEdwin Arlington Robinson
We have ceased to be a nation under law but instead a homeland where the withered Bill of Rights, like a dead trumpet vine, clings to our pseudo-Roman columns.gore vidal
A good character is the best tombstone. Those who loved you, and were helped by you, will remember you when forget-me-nots are withered. Carve your name on hearts, 'and not on marble.charles haddon spurgeon
Swords cut him not, nor may fire burn him, O son of Bharata, waters wet him not, nor dry winds parch. He may not be cut nor burned nor wet nor withered; he is eternal, all-present, firm, unshaken, everlasting. He is called unmanifest, unimaginable, unchanging; therefore, knowing him thus, deign not to grieve!Krishna; Chapter 2, verses 23–25; Charles Johnston translation
Your old virginity is like one of our French withered pears: it looks ill, it eats drily.william shakespeare
Hopes have precarious life. They are oft blighted, withered, snapped sheer off In vigorous growth and turned to rottenness.george eliot
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