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?
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my head till morning; but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh Upon the glass and listen for replyedna st. vincent millay
Gregory's letters are extraordinarily interesting, not only as showing his character, but as giving a picture of his age. His tone, except to the emperor and the ladies of the Byzantine court, is that of a head master-sometimes commending, often reproving, never showing the faintest hesitation as to his right to give orders.gregory i
First impressions of mediaeval life are usually coloured by the courtly romances of Malory and his later refiners. Chaucer brings us down to reality, but his people belong to a prosperous middle-class world, on holiday and in holiday mood. Piers Plowman stands alone as a revelation of the ignorance and misery of the lower classes, whose multiplied grievances came to a head in the Peasants' Revolt of 1381.william langland
He come at me with two punches, a left and a right. I didn't know which hit me first. The punches didn't hurt me, but when I started to move, my legs wouldn't go with me, and I fell over on my head.sugar ray robinson
The heart sees farther than the head.
Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other powerless to be born, With nowhere yet to rest my head, Like these, on earth I wait forlorn.Matthew Arnold
Maybe you are the “cool” generation … If coolness means a capacity to stay calm and use your head in the service of ends passionately believed in, then it has my admiration.brewster, kingman, jr.
When a man hath no freedom to fight for at home, Let him combat for that of his neighbours; Let him think of the glories of Greece and of Rome, And get knock'd on the head for his labours. To do good to mankind is the chivalrous plan, And is always as nobly requited; Then battle for freedom wherever you can. And, if not shot or hang'd, you'll get knighted.lord byron
Einstein was a giant. His head was in the clouds, but his feet were on the ground. But those of us who are not that tall have to choose!richard feynman
Remote remote Cold Mountain road Cold cold ice cold cliff Chirp chirp often many birds Lone lone no sign people Swish swish wind blow face Gentle gentle snow settle head Day day no see sun Year year no see springhan shan
Oh would I were dead now, Or up in my bed now, To cover my head now, And have a good cry!thomas hood
I made a garland for her head, And bracelets too, and fragrant zone; She look'd at me as she did love, And made sweet moan.john keats
I get a kick out of it, but it would be stupid to let it go to my head. It’s modeling I didn’t find the cure for cancer.marisa miller
What if in Scotland's wilds we veil'd our head, Where tempests whistle round the sordid bed; Where the rug's two-fold use we might display, By night a blanket, and a plaid by day.
Go bow thy head in gentle spite, Thou lily white, For she who spies thee waving here, With thee in beauty can compare As day with night.
Eve was not taken out of Adam's head to top him, neither out of his feet to be trampled on by him, but out of his side to be equal with him, under his arm to be protected by him, and near his heart to be loved by him.
His sermon never said or showed That Earth is foul, that Heaven is gracious, Without refreshment on the road From Jerome, or from Athanasius. And sure a righteous zeal inspired, The hand and head that penned and planned them, For all who understood, admired And some who did not understand them.winthrop mackworth praed
"Is there no hope?" the sick man said, the silent doctor shook his head. And took his leave with signs of sorrow, despairing of his fee to-morrow.john gay
The ancient owls' nest must have burned. Hastily, all alone, a glistening armadillo left the scene, rose-flecked, head down, tail down
On a lonely sword leaned he, Like Arthur on Excalibur In the battle by the sea. To his great gold ear-ring Harold Tugged back the feathered tail, And swift had sprung the arrow, But swifter sprang the Gael. Whirling the one sword round his head, A great wheel in the sun, He sent it splendid through the sky, Flying before the shaft could fly It smote Earl Harold over the eye, And blood began to run.
Seven cities warred for Homer, being dead, Who, living, had no roof to shroud his head.
I have angry feelings at myself for feeling good about grasping the calvaria [head], for feeling good about doing a technically good procedure that destroys a fetus, kills a baby.
'Faith, thou hast some crotchets in thy head now.
If, for example, one day Ki Bagoes Hadikoesoemo becomes the Indonesian head of State, and dies, won't his child be [his replacement]? Then because of that I do not adhere to the principle of monarchism.sukarno