Come watch with me the shaft of fire that glows In yonder West: the fair, frail palaces, The fading Alps and archipelagoes, And great cloud-continents of sunset-seas.
Where may the wearied eye repose When gazing on the Great ; Where neither guilty glory glows, Nor despicable state? Yes one the first the last the best The Cincinnatus of the West, Whom envy dared not hate , Bequeath'd the name of Washington , To make man blush there was but one!lord byron
He bore a simple wild-flower wreath: Narcissus, and the sweet brier rose; Vervain, and flexile thyme, that breathe Rich fragrance; modest heath, that glows With purple bells; the amaranth bright, That no decay, nor fading knows, Like true love's holiest, rarest light; And every purest flower, that blows In that sweet time, which Love most blesses, When spring on summer's confines presses.thomas love peacock
HOW happy is the little stone That rambles in the road alone, And does n’t care about careers, And exigencies never fears; Whose coat of elemental brown A passing universe put on; And independent as the sun, Associates or glows alone, Fulfilling absolute decree In casual simplicity.
The intense atom glows A moment, then is quenched in a most cold repose.Percy Bysshe Shelley
Yeah, you'll be the coolest person in the room when you pull one out and show it around, but that gets old fast when three other people have them and one person somehow has one that glows in the dark.
Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees.Alexander Pope