All socialists have bad backs because we slouch — except when we’re watching the news when we sit on the edge of our seats, shout, and wave our arms. Generally we sit hunched, arms crossed in a judgemental way, the whole of our bodies pulled into a frown.
Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!Percy Bysshe Shelley
A life on the ocean wave! A home on the rolling deep; Where the scattered waters rave, And the winds their revels keep!epes sargent
Up and down! Up and down! From the base of the wave to the billow's crown; And amidst the flashing and feathery foam The Stormy Petrel finds a home, A home, if such a place may be, For her who lives on the wide, wide sea, On the craggy ice, in the frozen air, And only seeketh her rocky lair To warm her young and to teach them spring At once o'er the waves on their stormy wing!
The dark notes rose everywhere, so dark, so sombre, they broke into a fountainlight as the rainbow sparkling and immaterial as invisible sources and echoes. The savannahs grew lonelyas the sea and broke again into a wave and forest. Tall trees with black marching boots and feet were clad in the spurs and sharp wings of a butterfly.Rolf Harris
I stood inVenice, on the Bridge of Sighs; A palace and a prison on each hand: I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand: A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when manya subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, WhereVenice sate in state, thron'd on her hundred isles!Rochdale
Surely, surely, slumber is more sweet than toil, the shore Than labour in the deep mid-ocean, wind and wave and oar; Oh rest ye, brother mariners, we will not wander more.Tennyson
The sun and its light , the ocean and the wave, the singer and his song not one. Not two.anthony de mello
To any potential entrepreneur I would say, don't go with the wave; find something unique.
I've seen the Rhine with younger wave, O'er every obstacle to rave. I see the Rhine in his native wild Is still a mighty mountain child.john ruskin
Swiftly walk over the western wave, Spirit of Night!Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Roman Catholic Church is headed by a mediocre Bavarian bureaucrat once tasked with the concealment of the foulest iniquity, whose ineptitude in that job now shows him to us as a man personally and professionally responsible for enabling a filthy wave of crime. Ratzinger himself may be banal, but his whole career has the stench of evil a clinging and systematic evil that is beyond the power of exorcism to dispel. What is needed is not medieval incantation but the application of justice and speedily at that.christopher hitchens
...no emotion, any more than a wave, can long retain its own individual form.henry ward beecher
Will ye believeThe wonders of the ocean? how its shoalsSprang from the wave, like flashing light; .. took wing,And, twinkling with a silver glitterance,Flew through the air and sunshine? yet were theyTo sight less wondrous than the tribe who swam,Following like fowlers, with uplifted eye,Their falling quarry: .. language cannot paintTheir splendid tints! though in blue ocean seen,Blue, darkly, deeply, beautifully blue,In all its rich variety of shades,Suffus'd with glowing gold.Robert Southey
Build me straight, O worthy Master! Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel, That shall laugh at all disaster, And with wave and whirlwind wrestle!Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Build me a shrine, and I could kneel To rural Gods, or prostrate fall; Did I not see, did I not feel. That one GREAT SPIRIT governs all. O Heaven, permit that I may lie Where o'er my corse green branches wave; And those who from life's tumults fly With kindred feelings press my grave.robert bloomfield
The punctual tide draws up the bay, With ripple of wave and hiss of spray.
The wave of the future is coming and there is no fighting it.anne morrow lindbergh
On Leven's banks, while free to rove, And tune the rural pipe to love, I envied not the happiest swain That ever trod the Arcadian plain. Pure stream! in whose transparent wave My youthful limbs I wont to lave; No torrents stain thy limpid source, No rocks impede thy dimpling course, That sweetly warbles o'er its bed, With white, round, polish'd pebbles spread.tobias smollett