Zeal is that pure and heavenly flame,The fire of love supplies ;While that which often bears the name,Is self in a disguise.True zeal is merciful and mild,Can pity and forbear ;The false is headstrong, fierce and wild,And breathes revenge and war.
Sooneror latereveryone of us breathes anatomthat has been breathed before by anyone you can think of who has lived before usMichelangelo or George Washington or Moses.jacob bronowski
What isitthat breathes fire intothe equations and makes a universe for them to describe? Why does the universe go to all the bother of existing?
To stare into the after-light, the glitter left on the lake's surface,When the sun has fallen behind a wooded island;To follow the drips sliding from a lifted oarHeld up, while the rower breathes, and the small boat drifts quietly shoreward;To know that light falls and fills, often without our knowing.theodore roethke
"Farewell!" For in that word that fatal word howe'er We promise hope believe there breathes despair.lord byron
The air of England has long been too pure for a slave, and every man is free who breathes it.
And 't is my faith, that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes.william wordsworth
'Tis now the very witching time of night, when churchyards yawn and Hell itself breathes out contagion to this world.william shakespeare
I like that ancient Saxon phrase, which calls The burial-ground God's-Acre! It is just; It consecrates each grave within its walls, And breathes a benison o'er the sleeping dust.Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Cheerful at morn he wakes from short repose, breathes the keen air, and carols as he goes.Oliver Goldsmith
Judge not that ye be not judged; we carried the torch to the goal. The goal is won: guard the fire: it is yours: but remember our soul breathes through the life that we saved, when our lives went out in the night: Your body is woven of ours: see that the torch is alight.
breathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wandering on a foreign strand!walter scott
I believe in one secret and ineffable LORD; and in one Star in the Company of Stars of whose fire we are created, and to which we shall return; and in one Father of Life, Mystery of Mystery, in His name CHAOS, the sole viceregent of the Sun upon the Earth; and in one Air the nourisher of all that breathes. And I believe in one Earth, the Mother of us all, and in one Womb wherein all men are begotten, and wherein they shall rest, Mystery of Mystery, in Her name BABALON.aleister crowley