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I'll be irreproachably tender; not a man, buta cloud in trousers!
vladimir mayakovsky— 1915 'The Cloud in Trousers' (translated by Samuel Charteris).
Now let us thank the Eternal Power: convincedThat Heaven but tries our virtue by affliction,—That oft the cloud which wraps the present hourServes but to brighten all our future days.
john brown— Barbarossa (1754), Act V, Scene 3.
Now let us thank the Eternal Power: convinced That Heaven but tries our virtue by affliction, That oft the cloud which wraps the present hour Serves but to brighten all our future days.
john brown— John Brown, Barbarossa (1754), Act V, Scene 3.
Let's build us a happy, little cloud that floats around the sky.
bob ross— Ann Curry (September 22, 2004) "Painter Bob Ross remains an iconic figure years after his death", NBC News.
I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils. Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
william wordsworth— Lines Composed a Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey, Stanza 1 (1798)
It is therefore not an exaggeration to say that if the city of New York were replaced by a ball of fire, some significant percentage of the American population would see a silver lining in the subsequent mushroom cloud, as it would suggest to them that the best thing that is ever going to happen was about to happen: the return of Christ. It should be blindingly obvious that beliefs of this sort will do little to help us create a durable future for ourselves- socially, economically, environmentally, or geopolitically.
sam harris— p. xii (Letter to a Christian Nation (2006))
'Tis rushing now adown the spout, And gushing out below, Half frantic in its joyousness, And wild in eager flow. The earth is dried and parched with heat, And it hath long'd to be Released from out the selfish cloud, To cool the thirsty tree.
— Elizabeth Oakes Smith, Water.
Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!
Percy Bysshe Shelley— 1819 'Ode to theWestWind', l.53-4.
A gush of bird-song, a patter of dew, a cloud, and a rainbow's warning, suddenly sunshine and perfect blue, an April day in the morning.
— Harriet Prescott Spofford, April.
A little gale will soon disperse that cloud … for every cloud engenders not a storm.
william shakespeare— William Shakespeare, Henry VI, Part III (c. 1591), Act V, scene 3, line 9
Keep the Home-fires burning, While your hearts are yearning, Though your lads are far away They dream of Home. There's a silver lining Through the dark clouds shining; Turn the dark cloud inside out, Till the boys come Home.
Lena Guilbert Ford— 1914 'Till the Boys Come Home', a wartime anthem (music by Ivor Novello).
The smile that flickers on baby's lips when he sleeps — does anybody know where it was born? Yes, there is a rumor that a young pale beam of a crescent moon touched the edge of a vanishing autumn cloud, and there the smile was first born in the dream of a dew-washed morning.
rabindranath tagore— 61
... still many physicists are convinced to "see" the particle in a cloud chamber or on a scintillation screen, therefore accepting classical particle coordinates as pieces of reality. But what one concludes to see depends on the chosen model of reality, and this model can only be judged by its success in consistently and economically describing the observations (therefore interpolating between them).
h. dieter zeh— Information and determinism, Epist. Letters (Ferdinand Gonseth Association) (1980) 49.0.
O Dormer, how can I behold thy fate, And not the wonders of thy youth relate; How can I see the gay, the brave, the young, Fall in the cloud of war, and lie unsung! In joys of conquest he resigns his breath, And, filled with England's glory, smiles in death.
joseph addison— Line 309. (The Campaign (1704))
But here, in the murk of conflagration, where scarcely a friend is left to know we, the survivors, do not flinch from anything, not from a single blow. Surely the reckoning will be made after the passing of this cloud. We are the people without tears, straighter than you ... more proud...
anna akhmatova— I am not one of those who left the land..." (1922), translated in Poems of Akhmatova (1973) by Stanley Kunitz and Max Hayward
Only a man harrowing clods In a slow silent walk With an old horse that stumbles and nods Half asleep as they stalk. Only thin smoke without flame From the heaps of couch-grass; Yet this will go onward the same Though Dynasties pass. Yonder a maid and her wight Come whispering by: War's annals will cloud into night Ere their story die.
thomas hardy— In Time of 'The Breaking Of Nations' (1915), lines 1-12, from Moments of Vision (1917); the title derives from lines of Jeremiah 51:20 Thou art my battle ax and weapons of war: for with thee will I break in pieces the nations."
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
— "Alone", l. 20-22.
Sometime we see a cloud that's dragonish ; A vapour sometime like a bear or lion , A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain , or blue promontory With trees upon 't, that nod unto the world , And mock our eyes with air : thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.
william shakespeare— William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra (1600s), Act IV, Stanza 14, line 2.
Only a man harrowing clods In a slow silent walk With an old horse that stumbles and nods Half asleep as they stalk. Only thin smoke without flame From the heaps of couch-grass; Yet this will go onward the same Though Dynasties pass. Yonder a maid and her wight Come whispering by: War's annals will cloud into night Ere their story die.
— Thomas Hardy, in "In Time of 'The Breaking Of Nations'" (1915), from Moments of Vision (1917)
Some day this old Broadway shall climb to the skies, As a ribbon of cloud on a soul-wind shall rise, And we shall be lifted, rejoicing by night, Till we join with the planets who choir their delight. The signs in the streets and the signs in the skies Shall make a new Zodiac, guiding the wise, And Broadway make one with that marvelous stair That is climbed by the rainbow-clad spirits of prayer.
— Vachel Lindsay, Rhyme about an Electrical Advertising Sign.
O Dormer, how can I behold thy fate, And not the wonders of thy youth relate; How can I see the gay, the brave, the young, Fall in the cloud of war, and lie unsung! In joys of conquest he resigns his breath, And, filled with England's glory, smiles in death.
joseph addison— Joseph Addison, Campaign, To Philip Dormer.
Keep the home fires burning, while your hearts are yearning, Tho' your lads are far away they dream of home. There's a silver lining through the dark cloud shining; Turn the dark cloud inside out till the boys come home.
Lena Guilbert Ford— Theme suggested by Ivor Novello, who wrote the music. Sung by the soldiers in the Great War.
Piping down the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me, 'Pipe a song about a lamb!' So I piped with merry cheer. 'Piper, pipe that song again!' So I piped. He wept to hear.
william blake— 1789 Songs of Innocence,'Introduction'.
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year isgoing, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Tennyson— 1850 In Memoriam A.H.H., canto106, l.1-8.
"I perceive, with joy, my most valued friend, that the cloud of your displeasure has past away; the light of your countenance blesses me once more, and you desire the continuation of my story: therefore, without more ado, you shall have it."
anne brontë— Gilbert Markham (Ch. II : An Interwiew)
As I contemplated the host of deities that rose to me like a smoke cloud from the many worlds, a new image, a new symbol of the infinite spirit, took shape in my mind. Though born of my own cosmical imagination, it was begotten by a greater than I.
Olaf Stapledon— Ch. XIII The Beginning and the End, 3. The Supreme Moment and After
I consider an human soul without education like marble in the quarry, which shews none of its inherent beauties till the skill of the polisher fetches out the colours, makes the surface shine, and discovers every ornamental cloud, spot and vein that runs through the body of it.
joseph addison— No. 215 (6 November 1711).
"I fly from pleasure," said the prince, "because pleasure has ceased to please; I am lonely because I am miserable, and am unwilling to cloud with my presence the happiness of others."
samuel johnson— Chapter 3. (The History of Rasselas, Prince of Abissinia (1759))
