Such souls, Whose sudden visitations daze the world, Vanish like lightning, but they leave behind A voice that in the distance far away wakens the slumbering ages.
He was almost a force of nature, like a slumbering volcano, wreathed in clouds, occasionally emitting smoke which soothsayers attempted to interpret.Theodore H(arold) White
All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair The bees are stirring birds are on the wing And Winter slumbering in the open air, Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring! And I the while, the sole unbusy thing, Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing.Samuel Taylor Coleridge
We seem to move on a thin crust which may at any moment be rent by the subterranean forces slumbering below.james frazer
Step back in time; look closely at the child in the very arms of his mother; see the external world reflected for the first time in the yet unclear mirror of his understanding; study the first examples which strike his eyes; listen to the first words which arouse within him the slumbering power of thought; watch the first struggles which he has to undergo; only then will you comprehend the source of his prejudices, the habits, and the passions which are to rule his life. The entire man, so to speak, comes fully formed in the wrappings of his cradle.alexis de tocqueville
Such souls, Whose sudden visitations daze the world, Vanish like lightning, but they leave behind A voice that in the distance far away Wakens the slumbering ages.henry taylor
O weary hearts! O slumbering eyes! O drooping souls, whose destinies Are fraught with fear and pain, Ye shall be loved again.Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Why do we shed the rose's bloom Upon the cold, insensate tomb? Can flowery breeze or odor's breath, Affect the slumbering chill of death?
A drainless shower Of light is poesy: 'tis the supreme of power; 'Tis might half slumbering on its own right arm.john keats
O, wer weiss Was in der Zeiten Hintergrunde schlummert. Who knows what may be slumbering in the background of time!Friedrich Schiller
Sublime Philosophy! Thou art the patriarch’s ladder, reaching heaven; And bright with beckoning angels but alas! We see thee, like the patriarch, but in dreams, By the first step, dull slumbering on the earth.Lytton