In the middle of the last century there was comparatively little movement of workmen from place to place:;; but Adam Smith's fierce attack on the law of settlement shows that migration was on the increase. The world was, in fact, on the eve of an industrial revolution:;; and it is interesting to remember that the two men who did most to bring it about, Adam Smith and James Watt, met, as I have mentioned, in Glasgow, when one was dreaming of the book, and the other of the invention, which were to introduce a new industrial age.
The boys are dreaming wicked orofthebucking ranches of the night and the jolly-rogered sea.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,Just like the ones I used to know.irving berlin
All conscience dreaming at this moment is asleep. Jared Loughner is conscience dreaming at this moment. Thus, Jared Loughner is asleep.jared lee loughner
The truest worship is a life;All dreaming we resign;We lay our offerings at Thy feet, —Our lives, O God, are Thine!john weiss
And that sweet city with her dreaming spires, She needs not June for beauty’s heightening.Matthew Arnold
I shook myself; I was dreaming. As I went to bed the words of the eighth-grade class’s teacher, when the class got to Evangeline , kept echoing in my ears: “We’re coming to a long poem now, boys and girls. Now don’t be babies and start counting the pages.” I lay there like a baby, counting the pages over and over, counting the pages.Randall Jarrell
This living hand, now warm and capable Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold And in the icy silence of the tomb, So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights That thou wouldst wish thine own heart dry of blood So in my veins red life might stream again, And thou be conscience-calm'd see here it is I hold it towards you.john keats
Life begins perpetually. Gathered together at last under the leadership of man, the student-teacher of the universe... unified, disciplined, armed with the secret powers of the atom, and with knowledge as yet beyond dreaming, Life, forever dying to be born afresh, forever young and eager, will presently stand upon this earth as upon a footstool, and stretch out its realm amidst the stars.
The superiority of the dreamer is that dreaming is much more practical than living, and that the dreamer extracts from life a much vaster and varied pleasure than the action man. In better and more direct words, the dreamer is the real action man.
Under the snowdrifts the blossoms are sleeping, dreaming their dreams of sunshine and June. Down in the hush of their quiet they're keeping trills from the throstle's wild summer-sung tune.
Not mine own fears , nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world dreaming on things to come, Can yet the lease of my true love control, Supposed as forfeit to a confin'd doom .
If there be, or ever were, one such, It’s past the size of dreaming.
Be not afeard. The isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again; and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.
Most artists are surrealists. ... always dreaming something and then they paint it.
Dreams are well but Waking's better, If One wake at Morn If One wake at Midnight better dreaming of the Dawn
Some say he was a sailor who died away at sea Some say he was a prisoner who never was set free Lost upon the ocean he died there in the mist dreaming of a kiss Bitter Green they called her walking in the sun Loving everyone that she met Bitter Green they called her waiting in the sun Waiting for someone to take her homegordon lightfoot
Now I've been happy lately Thinking about the good things to come And I believe it could be Something good has begun. Oh, I've been smiling lately dreaming about the world as one And I believe it could be Someday it's going to come.cat stevens
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know, Where the tree-tops glisten And children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
O German mother dreaming by the fire, While you are knitting socks to send your son His face is trodden deeper in the mud.siegfried sassoon