The windflower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow; But on the hills the golden-rod, and the aster in the wood, And the yellow sunflower by the brook, in autumn beauty stood, Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland glade and glen.
I could digress and say that you have the ability to give magnificent gentle kisses, or that I love your tan lines or that I love the curve of your hips, the erotic beauty of you holding yourself (or two magnificent parts of yourself) in the faded Glow of the night's light. but hey, that would be going into sexual details...mark sanford
What is charm, it is not a moral quality.. it is not intellectual for no man by much thinking is able to add a grain of it to his personality. One either has it or has it not, it cannot be acquired or even cultivated. It is not physical even.. it seems to be added to the human personality, an aura, a Glow, the gold dust upon a butterfly's wing, the bloom upon a peach.flora thompson
There are two kinds of light — the Glow that illumines, and the glare that obscures.
Thou Royal River, born of sun and shower In chambers purple with the Alpine Glow, Wrapped in the spotless ermine of the snow And rocked by tempests!Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The rubyand amethyst eyes of anemones Glow through me, fiercer than stars.
Let Joy or Ease, let Affluence or Content, And the gay Conscience of a life well spent, Calm ev'ry thought, inspirit ev'ry grace, Glow in thy heart, and smile upon thy face.Alexander Pope
I remember my youth and the feeling that it will never come back any morethe feeling that I could last for ever, outlast thesea, the earth, and all men; the deceitful feeling that lures us on to joys, to perils, to love, to vain effortto death; the triumphant conviction of strength, the heat of life in the handful of dust, the Glow in the heart that with every year grows dim, grows cold, grows small, and expiresand expires, too soon, too soonbefore life itself.Sir William Neil pseudonym Cassandra Connor
Men who are sincere in defending their freedom, will always feel concern at every circumstance which seems to make against them; it is the natural and honest consequence of all affectionate attachments, and the want of it is a vice. But the dejection lasts only for a moment; they soon rise out of it with additional vigor; the Glow of hope, courage and fortitude, will, in a little time, supply the place of every inferior passion, and kindle the whole heart into heroism.thomas paine
Fain would I Raphael's godlike art rehearse, And show th' immortal labours in my verse, Where from themingled strength of shade and light A new creation rises to my sight, Such heavenly figures from his pencil flow, So warm with life his blended colours Glow. From theme to theme with secret pleasure tost, Amidst the soft variety I 'm lost: Here pleasing airs my ravish'd soul confound With circling notes and labyrinths of sound; Here domes and temples rise in distant views, And opening palaces invite my Muse.joseph addison
And as long as the world lasts, all who want to make progress in righteousness will come to Israel for inspiration, as to the people who have had the sense for righteousness most glowing and strongest; and in hearing and reading the words Israel has uttered for us, carers for conduct will find a Glow and a force they could find nowhere else.Matthew Arnold
With living colours give my verse to Glow: The sad memorial of a tale of woe!william falconer
Found this picture of Angie laughing in a restaurant with some other people, everybody pretty but beyond that it was like they had this Glow, not really in the photograph but it was there anyway, something you feel. Look, she said to Lanette, showing her the picture, they got this Glow. It’s called money, Lanette said.william ford gibson
And who can boast he never felt the fires, The trembling throbbings of the young desires, When he beheld the breathing roses Glow, And the soft heavings of the living snow; The waving ringlets of the auburn hair, And all the rapturous graces of the fair! Oh! what defence, if fixt on him, he spy The languid sweetness of the stedfast eye! Ye who have felt the dear luxurious smart, When angel-charms oppress the powerless heart, In pity here relent the brow severe, And o'er Fernando's weakness drop the tear.william julius mickle
The warm look of radiance on your faceAnd your heart beating close to mineAnd the evening fading in the candle GlowThis must be what it's all aboutOh this must be what it's all aboutThis must be what paradise is likeSo quiet in here, so peaceful in hereSo quiet in here, yeah, so peaceful in here.van morrison
That memorable day died in purple and gold, and just as the last traces of the sunset faded in the west and the star-lilies filled the sky, the full moon looked down over the rim of the valley, and the great rocks, catching the silvery Glow, came forth out of the dusky shadows like very spirits.john muir
The water is calm and still below, For the winds and waves are absent there, And the sands are bright as the stars that Glow In the motionless fields of upper air.
Her eyes the Glow-worme lend thee, The shooting starres attend thee; And the elves also, Whose little eyes Glow Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee.Robert Herrick
From the mingled strength of shade and light A new creation rises to my sight, Such heav'nly figures from his pencil flow, So warm with light his blended colors Glow. * * * * * * The glowing portraits, fresh from life, that bring Home to our hearts the truth from which they spring.
Because its myriad glimmering plumes Like a great army's stir and wave; Because its golden billows blooms, The poor man's barren walks to lave: Because its sun-shaped blossoms show How souls receive the light of God, And unto earth give back that Glow I thank him for the Goldenrod.lucy larcom
Space for the sunflower, bright with yellow Glow, To court the sky.
How beautiful is sunset when the Glow Of Heaven descends upon a land like thee, Thou Paradise of exiles, Italy!Percy Bysshe Shelley
The ash her purple drops forgivingly And sadly, breaking not the general hush; The maple swamps Glow like a sunset sea, Each leaf a ripple with its separate flush; All round the wood's edge creeps the skirting blaze, Of bushes low, as when, on cloudy days, Ere the rain falls, the cautious farmer burns his brush.james russell lowell