The door flew open, in he ran, The great, long, red-legged scissor-man.
Like witches they flew along rows,Keeping creation at ease;With a tendril for needleThey sewed up the air with a stem;They teased out the seed that the cold kept asleep, —All the coils, loops and whorls.They trellised the sun; they plotted for more than themselves.theodore roethke
Other women who flew were women of independent means. But I had to do something with it.nancy bird walton
The stars were my best friends. The air was full of legends and phantoms, full of mythical and fair-tale creatures, which suddenly flew away over the roof, so that one was at one with the firmament. (writing of Chagall, fh)marc chagall
You cannot choose your battlefield, God does that for you; But you can plant a standard Where a standard never flew. QOTD 2007·11·01 Sound filenathalia crane
I recently flew more than twelve thousand miles in a little over a month, through rain, fog, wind and snow, over mountains, cities and deserts, in a three-year-old, second-hand airplane that had already traveled some five hundred thousand miles. During that time I never was very late for an appointment or put a single scratch on myself. And considering that I am hardly an expert pilot at nineteen years of age, I knew that these statements must prove something about modern commercial aviation.eddie august schneider
The twilight hours, like birds flew by, as lightly and as free. Ten thousand stars were in the sky, ten thousand on the sea. For every wave with dimpled face that leap'd upon the air, had caught a star in its embrace and held it trembling there.
When Nature had made all her birds, With no more cares to think on, She gave a rippling laugh and out There flew a Bobolinkon.
Lightly from fair to fair he flew, And loved to plead, lament, and sue, Suit lightly won, and short-lived pain, For monarchs seldom sigh in vain.walter scott
"He shall not die, by God," cried my uncle Toby. The Accusing Spirit which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed as he gave it in: and the Recording Angel as he wrote it down, dropped a tear upon the word and blotted it out forever.Laurence Sterne
For rhetoric, he could not ope His mouth, but out there flew a trope.
At last the Muses rose, * * * And scattered, * * * as they flew, Their blooming wreaths from fair Valclusa's bowers To Arno's myrtle border.mark akenside
But the worst slaughter, though with least hullabaloo Suffered hens. To the hencoop young Chook grimly flew, With a noose from their perches he fishes out thence Cockerils, and the rough-feathered, and big-crested hens. He each bird in turn throttled and in one heap stacked, Perfect poultry, which never for pearl barley lacked.
You cannot choose your battlefield, God does that for you; But you can plant a standard Where a standard never flew. ~ Nathalia Crane ~
The golden Hours, on angel wings, flew o'er me and my Dearie; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary.Robert Burns
The birds that came to it through the air At broken windows flew out and in, Their murmur more like the sigh we sigh From too much dwelling on what has been.robert frost
It was customary, I am told, to dash by [the Lakes] with an exclamation or two of "Oh, how fine!" &c. – or as a gentleman said to Robin Partridge the day after we were upon Windermere, "Good God! how delightful! – how charming! – I could live here for ever! – Row on, row on, row on, row on;" and, after passing one hour of exclamations upon the Lake, and half an hour at Ambleside, he ordered his horses into his phaeton , and flew off to take (I doubt not) an equally flying view of Derwentwater.Joseph Budworth
This was my countryand it may be yet, But something flew between me and the sun.Edmund Charles Blunden
She left the web, she left the loom, She made three paces through the room, She saw the water-lily bloom, She saw the helmet and the plume, She looked down to Camelot. Out flew the web and floated wide; The mirror cracked from side to side; 'The curse is come upon me', cried The Lady of Shalott.Tennyson
The Accusing Spirit which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blush'd as he gave it in; and the Recording Angel as he wrote it down, dropp'd a tear upon the word, and blotted it out forever.Laurence Sterne