Pale, mournful flower, that hidest in shade Mid dewy damps and murky glade, With moss and mould, Why dost thou hang thy ghastly head, So sad and cold?
I am gaining in health slowly, and am quite cheerful in view of my approaching end, — being fully persuaded that I am worth inconceivably more to Hang than any other purpose.john brown
And yonder by Nankin, behold! The Tower of Porcelain, strange and old, Uplifting to the astonished skies Its ninefold painted balconies, With balustrades of twining leaves, And roofs of tile, beneath whose eaves Hang porcelain bells that all the time Ring with a soft, melodious chime; While the whole fabric is ablaze With varied tints, all fused in one Great mass of color, like a maze Of flowers illumined by the sun.Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
It seems like a cliche, but you do grow up a lot faster when you travel a lot, go through things like this interview, spend time away from home and Hang around with other actors. It's inevitable that you're not going to have a so-called normal childhood.matt dillon
They that marry ancient people, merely in expectation to bury them, Hang themselves in hope that one will come and cut the halter.thomas fuller
Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners. Often the attachment is scarcely perceptible; Shakespeare 's plays, for instance, seem to Hang there complete by themselves. But when the web is pulled askew, hooked up at the edge, torn in the middle, one remembers that these webs are not spun in midair by incorporeal creatures, but are the work of suffering human beings, and are attached to the grossly material things, like health and money and the houses we live in.virginia woolf
Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright: to have done is to Hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.william shakespeare
Hang a lantern on your problem.
We're going to Hang out the washing on the Siegfried Line. Have you any dirty washing, mother dear? We're gonna Hang out the washing on the Siegfried Line. 'Cause the washing day is here.jimmy kennedy
The rose is fragrant, but it fades in time: The violet sweet, but quickly past the prime White lilies Hang their heads, and soon decay, And white snow in minutes melts away.john dryden
Perséverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright: to have done, is to Hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.william shakespeare
Her sunny locks Hang on her temples like a golden fleece.
A woman is stripped of everything by them [saloons]. Her husband is torn from her; she is robbed of her sons, her home, her food, and her virtue; and then they strip her clothes off and Hang her up bare in these dens of robbery and murder. Truly does the saloon make a woman bare of all things!
You may break, you may shatter the vase, if you will,But the scent of the roses will Hang round it still.thomas moore
(You wouldn't believe the number of people who Hang the electric chair painting in the homes, especially if the colour of the canvas matches the curtains.)Andy Warhol
Tongues I'll Hang on every tree, That shall civil sayings show.william shakespeare
Thou wear a lion’s hide! doff it for shame, And Hang a calf’s-skin on those recreant limbs.william shakespeare
It was not a bosom to repose upon, but it was a capital bosom to Hang jewels upon.charles dickens
The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, And wretches Hang that jury-men may dine.Alexander Pope
Once Michael gets up there he says, "Well, maybe I’ll just Hang up here in the air for a while, just sit back." Then all of a sudden, he says, "Well, maybe I’ll 360. No, I changed my mind. I’ll go up on the other side." He’s just incredible.Magic Johnson
Édouard Fournier, in L'Espirit dans l'Historie (1867), 3rd edition, Ch. 51, p. 260, disputes the traditional attribution, and suggests various agents of Richelieu might have been the actual author. Variant translations: Give me six lines written by the most honest man in the world, and I will find enough in them to Hang him.cardinal richelieu
The higher the trail the steeper it grows Ten thousand tiers of dangerous cliffs The stone bridge is slippery with green moss Cloud after cloud keeps flying by Waterfalls Hang like ribbons of silk The moon shines down on the bright pool I climb the highest peak once more To wait where the lone crane flieshan shan
They threw their caps As they would Hang them on the horns o' the moon, Shouting their emulation.william shakespeare
Forever seeking, never found, In this wide varied scene; Sole object of unceasing search, While in this low terrene. Yet vain the search, if in the heart Some lurking passion dwell; For this will Hang with cypress wreath Retirement's secret cell. In vain the outward scene is calm, In vain the world we fly; If thou, in pure religion's garb, Thy friendly aid deny.
Tell me not of joy: there's none Now my little sparrow's gone; He, just as you, Would toy and woo, He would chirp and flatter me, He would Hang the wing awhile, Till at length he saw me smile, Lord! how sullen he would be!