Oh there is blessing in this gentle breeze, Avisitant that while it fans my cheek Doth seem half conscious of the joy it brings From the green fields, and from yon azure sky. Whate'er its mission, the soft breeze can come To none more grateful than to me; escaped From the vast city, where I long had pined A discontented sojourner: now free, Free as a bird to settle where I will.
The famous soft watches are nothing else than the tender, extravagant, solitary, paranoic-critical camembert of time and space.
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; Not to the sensual ear, but, more endeared, Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone.john keats
The oldest griefs of summer seem less sad than drone of mowers on suburban lawns and girls' thin laughter, to the ears that hear the soft rain falling of the failing stars.Edgell Rickword
Like the ostrich, head under wingWhen the roaring storm breaks,So many people take refugeUnder the soft pillowOf specious arguments.georges rouault
For those who practise tyranny and deprive others of their rights, I will be harsh and stern, but for those who follow the law, I will be most soft and tender.umar
Yes, thou art gone! and round me too the night In ever-nearing circle weaves her shade. I see her veil draw soft across the day, I feel her slowly chilling breath invade The cheek grown thin, the brown hair sprent with grey; I feel her finger light Laid pausefully upon life’s headlong train; The foot less prompt to meet the morning dew, The heart less bounding at emotion new, And hope, once crush’d, less quick to spring again.Matthew Arnold
My wind is turned to bitter north, That was so soft a south before; My sky, that shone so sunny bright, With foggy gloom is clouded o’er My gay green leaves are yellow-black, Upon the dank autumnal floor; For love, departed once, comes back No more again, no more.arthur hugh clough
And, for an instant, she stared directly into those soft blue eyes and knew, with an instinctive mammalian certainty, that the exceedingly rich were no longer even remotely human.william ford gibson
Platero is a small donkey, a soft, hairy donkey: so soft to the touch that he might be said to be made of cotton, with no bones. Only the jet mirrors of his eyes are hard like two black crystal scarabs.juan ramón jiménez
The safest road to Hell is the gradual one the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts.C. S. Lewis
As a teacher, I have seen time and again a certain kind of American middle-class girl who projects winsome malleability, a soft, unfocused help-me-please persona that, in adult life, is a recipe for disaster. These are the ones who end up with a string of abusive boyfriends or in sticky situations with overfamiliar male authority figures who call them “honey.”camille paglia
This is not a dictadura [dictatorship/hard rule] but a dictablanda [soft rule].augusto pinochet
And the sand all alive, all alive, as the hatched sea-turtles made their dash for the sea, while the birds hovered and swooped to attack and hovered and swooped to attack! They were diving down on the hatched sea-turtles, turning them over to expose their soft undersides, tearing the undersides open and rending and eating their flesh.tennessee williams
All men should have a drop of treason in their veins, if the nations are not to go soft like so many sleepy pears.Dame Rebecca formerly Cecily Isabel Fairfield West
The soft droppes of raine perce the hard Marble, many strokes overthrow the tallest Oke.john lyly
And oft the pangs of absence to remove By letters, soft interpreters of love.Matthew Prior
Pansies in soft April rains Fill their stalks with honeyed sap Drawn from Earth's prolific lap.bayard taylor
The tide rises, the tide falls, The twilight darkens, the curlew calls; * * * * * * The little waves, with their soft, white hands, Efface the footprints in the sands, And the tide rises, the tide falls.Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs.john milton
Breathe soft, ye winds! ye waves, in silence sleep!john gay
And His that gentle voice we hear, soft as the breath of even.