Now the "rosy morn appearing" Floods with light the dazzled heaven; And the schoolboy groans on hearing That eternal clock strike seven:- Now the waggoner is driving Towards the fields his clattering wain; Now the bluebottle, reviving, Buzzes down his native pane.
How alike are the groans of love to those of the dying.William Lowndes
I confess, without shame, that I am sick and tired of fighting — its glory is all moonshine; even success the most brilliant is over dead and mangled bodies, with the anguish and lamentations of distant families, appealing to me for sons, husbands, and fathers ... it is only those who have never heard a shot, never heard the shriek and groans of the wounded and lacerated ... that cry aloud for more blood, more vengeance, more desolation.william tecumseh sherman
Fear in your heart cries to the loving-cup: Sorrow to sorrow as the sparks fly upward. The log groans and confesses There is one story and one story only.robert graves
How alike are the groans of love, to those of the dying.malcolm lowry
The big round tears run down his dappled face; He groans in anguish.james thomson
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come, And let my liver rather heat with wine Than my heart cool with mortifying groans.william shakespeare
In the case of impeachments, which are the groans of the people,… and carry with them a greater supposition of guilt than any other accusation, there all the Lords must judge.
This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid: Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms, The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans, Liege of all loiterers and malcontents.william shakespeare
No more fatigue, no more distress, Nor sin nor death shall reach the place; No groans shall mingle with the songs That warble from immortal tongues.
When, O crowned Jesus ; when, O loving Saviour; when, O patient and just Judge when wilt Thou come forth from Thy hiding, and change tears to smiles , and groans to joys ? When shall that choral song burst forth, sweeping through the air , and circling about Thy throne, which shall proclaim the redemption of the world to the Lord God ?
I wasted time, and now doth time waste me; For now hath time made me his numbering clock: My thoughts are minutes; and with sighs they jar Their watches on unto mine eyes, the outward watch, Whereto my finger, like a dial's point, Is pointing still, in cleansing them from tears. Now sir, the sound that tells what hour it is Are clamorous groans, which strike upon my heart, Which is the bell: so sighs and tears and groans Show minutes, times, and hours.
In the lost battle, Borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle With groans of the dying.walter scott
This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid; Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms, The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans, Liege of all loiterers and malcontents, Dread prince of plackets, king of cod-pieces, Sole imperator and great general Of trotting paritors. O my little heart!