I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by, And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking, And a grey mist on the sea's face and a grey dawn breaking.
"The high tide!" King Alfred cried. "The high tide and the turn! As a tide turns on the tall grey seas, See how they waver in the trees, How stray their spears, how knock their knees, How wild their watchfires burn!
O cool glad pasture; living tree, tall corn,Great cliff, or languid sloping sand, cold sea,Waves: river curving; you, eternal flowers,Give me content, while I can think of you:Give me your living breath!Back to your rampart, Death!harold monro
1920. Both of us were about to capitulate facing spiritual breakdown. Then we helped each other to stand tall and did not falter. My answer was: Resistance!joseph goebbels
[Kratos: Even in death, you stand tall for battle.]Thank you, Lord Kratos.
I knew, as everyone knows, that the easiest way to attract a crowd is to let it be known that at a given time and a given place some one is going to attempt something that in the event of failure will mean sudden death. That's what attracts us to the man who paints the flagstaff on the tall building, or to the 'human fly' who scales the walls of the same building.harry houdini
It was as if he were watching a tall stranger with a wand pointing to the embarrassed phantom that was himself, and ruthlessly exposing its frailties! And yet that pitiless showman was himself too himself as he wanted to be, cheerful, brave, resourceful, indomitable.john buchan
All along the backwater, Through the rushes tall, Ducks are a-dabbling, Up tails all!Kenneth Grahame
Builders, raise the ceiling high, Raise the dome into the sky, Hear the wedding song! For the happy groom is near, tall as Mars, and statelier, Hear the wedding song!
Two of far nobler shape erect and tall, God-like erect, with native honor clad In naked majesty seemed lords of all.john milton
Was it for this the clay grew tall? O what made fatuous sunbeams toil To break earth's sleep at all?wilfred owen
The Zebra is striped all over so that the Lion can see him and eat him. Some people say he is striped so that the Lion can not see him. These people believe that the stripes of the Zebra simulate the bars of sunlight falling through the tall jungle grasses and that therefore the Zebra is invisible and that the earth is flat.will cuppy
He was tall and very dark-skinned and he had fabulously blond hair and a voice that could raise bumps on your skin at a hundred meters, or, better still, millimeters.iain banks
There is some delight in ale and wine And some in girls with ankles fine But my delight, yes always mine Is to dance with Jak O’ the Shadows We will toss the dice however they fall And snuggle the girls be they short or tall Then follow lord Mat whenever he calls To dance with Jak O’ the Shadows.robert jordan
There grew pied wind-flowers and violets, Daisies, those pearl’d Arcturi of the earth, The constellated flower that never sets; Faint oxlips; tender bluebells at whose birth The sod scarce heaved; and that tall flower that wets Its mother’s face with heaven-collected tears, When the low wind, its playmate’s voice, it hears.Percy Bysshe Shelley
More beautiful and soft than any moth
With burring furred antennae feeling its huge path
Through dusk, the air-liner with shut-off engines
Glides over suburbs and the sleeves set trailing tall
To point the wind. Gently, broadly, she falls,
Scarcely disturbing charted currents of air.
When people look for the road in the clouds The cloud road disappears The mountains are tall and steep The streams are wide and still Green mountains ahead and behind White clouds to east and west If you want to find the cloud road Seek it within
The Ridge is crowned by Christ Church, which was built in 1857. The stately yellow edifice features tall, arched stained-glass windows surrounded by a fresco designed by Rudyard Kipling’s father. Inside, tablets commemorate British officers and citizens of the colonial period.
Scarce one tall frigate walks the sea Or skirts the safer shores Of all that bore to victory Our stout old Commodores.
I'm gona settle down When I reach that city fair. I'm homeward bound And I Know I'll soom be there Where tall corn grows, And the black oil flows, In old O-K-L-A.
Stately and tall he moves in the hall, The chief of a thousand for grace.
Never worry about the size of your Christmas tree. In the eyes of children, they are all 30 feet tall.