The little wind that hardly shook The silver of the sleeping brook Blew the gold hair about her eyes, A mystery of mysteries. So he must often pause, and stoop, And all the wanton ringlets loop Behind her dainty ear emprise Of slow event and many sighs.
Sometimes goldfinches one by one will drop From low hung branches; little space they stop; But sip, and twitter, and their feathers sleek; Then off at once, as in a wanton freak: Or perhaps, to show their black, and golden wings Pausing upon their yellow flutterings.john keats
I never saw such a place for merched anllad [wanton women] as Northampton.
I care not for these ladies that must be wooed and prayed. Give me kind Amaryllis, the wanton country maid.thomas campion
O tell her, Swallow that thy brood is flown: Say to her, I do but wanton in the South, But in the North long since my nest is made.Tennyson
I care not for these ladies,That must be wooed and prayed;Give me kind Amaryllis,The wanton country maid.Nature art disdaineth;Her beauty is her own.thomas campion
Yielding more wholesome food than all the messesThat now taste-curious wanton plenty dresses.guillaume de salluste du bartas
Full many wanton babes have I,Which must be stilld with lullabie.george gascoigne
Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee;When thou art old there’s grief enough for thee.Robert Greene
But you are mobile as the veering air,And all your charms more changeful than the tide,Wherefore to be inconstant is no care:I have but to continue at your side.So wanton, light and false, my love, are you,I am most faithless when I most am true.edna st. vincent millay
Our wanton accidents take root, and growTo vaunt themselves God's laws.Charles Kingsley
Methinks, I see the wanton houres flee, And as they passe, turne back and laugh at me.villiers, george, 2nd duke of buckingham
Physical processes alone will never completely explain the existence of the universe , life , and consciousness . Religious answers are just wishful thinking and wanton fabrication cast over a bottomless pit of ignorance . To explain their occult and mystical experiences , magicians are forced to develop models beyond the scope of materialistic or religious systems .peter j. carroll
This is a plot, if ever there was one, to illustrate King Lear's complaint, "As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; They kill us for their sport." I am aware this is the second time in two weeks I have been compelled to quote Lear, but there are times when Eminem simply will not do.roger ebert
Down, wanton, down! Have you no shame That at the whisper of Love’s name, Or Beauty’s, presto! up you raise Your angry head and stand at gaze?robert graves
Quips and Cranks and wanton Wiles, Nods and Becks and wreathèd Smiles.john milton
O fair, false city, thou gay and gilded harlot! Wo for thy wanton heart , wo for thy wicked hardness! Wo unto thee, that the lightsomeness of life , beneath Italian suns, Should meet the solemnity of death , in a sepulchre so foul and fearful!
Not much he kens, I ween, of woman's breast, Who thinks that wanton thing is won by sighs.lord byron
People that make puns are like wanton boys that put coppers on the railroad tracks.
How long a time lies in one little word! Four lagging winters and four wanton springs End in a word: such is the breath of kings.william shakespeare
As I saw fair Chloris walk alone, The feather'd snow came softly down, As Jove, descending from his tow'r To court her in a silver show'r. The wanton snow flew to her breast, As little birds into their nest; But o'ercome with whiteness there, For grief dissolv'd into a tear. Thence falling on her garment hem, To deck her, froze into a gem.
While the wanton Zephyr sings, And in the vale perfumes his wings.john dyer
I care not for these ladies, That must be wooed and prayed; Give me kind Amaryllis, The wanton country maid. Nature art disdaineth; Her beauty is her own.thomas campion
The pea is but a wanton witch In too much haste to wed, And clasps her rings on every hand.thomas hood
Oh, my beloved nymph, fair Dove, Princess of rivers, how I love Upon thy flowery banks to lie, And view thy silver stream, When gilded by a summer's beam! And in it all thy wanton fry, Playing at liberty; And with my angle, upon them The all of treachery I ever learned, industriously to try!
O inglorious league! Shall we, upon the footing of our land, Send fair-play orders and make compromise, Insinuation, parley and base truce To arms invasive? shall a beardless boy, A cocker'd silken wanton, brave our fields, And flesh his spirit in a warlike soil, Mocking the air with colours idly spread.
As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods, They kill us for their sport.
All plum'd like estridges, that with the wind; Baited like eagles having lately bath'd; Glittering in golden coats, like images; As full of spirit as the month of May, And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer; wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls. I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm’d, Rise from the ground like feather’d Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat, As if an angel dropp’d down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship.