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Quote Left Rise, brothers, rise; the wakening skies pray to the morning light, The wind lies asleep in the arms of the dawn like a child that has cried all night. Come, let us gather our nets from the shore and set our catamarans free, To capture the leaping wealth of the tide, for we are the kings of the sea! No longer delay, let us hasten away in the track of the sea gull's call, The sea is our mother, the cloud is our brother, the waves are our comrades all. What though we toss at the fall of the sun where the hand of the sea-god drives? He who holds the storm by the hair, will hide in his breast our lives. Sweet is the shade of the cocoanut glade, and the scent of the mango grove, And sweet are the sands at the full o' the moon with the sound of the voices we love; But sweeter, O brothers, the kiss of the spray and the dance of the wild foam's glee; Row, brothers, row to the edge of the verge, where the low sky mates with the sea. Quote Right
Quote Left Shall hope prevail where clamorous hate is rife, Shall sweet love prosper or high dreams have place Amid the tumult of reverberant strife 'Twixt ancient creeds, 'twixt race and ancient race, That mars the grave, glad purposes of life, Leaving no refuge save thy succoring face? Quote Right
Quote Left I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it (anywhere I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you. Here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart. I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart). Quote Right
Quote Left Every house where love abides And friendship is a guest, Is surely home, and home, sweet home For there the heart can rest. Quote Right
Quote Left Simple, sincere people seldom speak much of their piety. It shows itself in acts rather than in words, and has more influence than homilies or protestations. Beth could not reason upon or explain the faith that gave her courage and patience to give up life, and cheerfully wait for death. Like a confiding child, she asked no questions, but left everything to God and nature, Father and Mother of us all, feeling sure that they, and they only, could teach and strengthen heart and spirit for this life and the life to come. She did not rebuke Jo with saintly speeches, only loved her better for her passionate affection, and clung more closely to the dear human love, from which our Father never means us to be weaned, but through which He draws us closer to Himself. She could not say, I'm glad to go, for life was very sweet for her. She could only sob out, I try to be willing, while she held fast to Jo, as the first bitter wave of this great sorrow broke over them together. Quote Right
Quote Left Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter. Quote Right
Quote Left I spent millons of years in the world of inorganic things as a star, as a rock... Then I died and became a plant-- Forgetting my former existence because of its otherness Then I died and became an animal-- Forgetting my life as a plant except for inclinations in the season of spring and sweet herbs-- like the inclination of babes toward their mother's breast Then I died and became a human My intelligence ripened, awakening from greed and self-seeking to become wise and knowing I behold a hundred thousand intelligences most marvelous and remember my former states and inclinations And when I die again I will soar past the angels to places I cannot imagine Now, what have I ever lost by dying? Quote Right
Quote Left Black girl black girl lips as curved as cherries full as grape bunches sweet as blackberries Quote Right
Quote Left The child with his sweet pranks, the fool of his senses, commanded by every sight and sound, without any power to compare and rank his sensations, abandoned to a whistle or a painted chip, to a lead dragoon, or a gingerbread dog, individualizing everything, generalizing nothing, delighted with every new thing, lies down at night overpowered by the fatigue, which this day of continual pretty madness has incurred. But Nature has answered her purpose with the curly, dimpled lunatic. She has tasked every faculty, and has secured the symmetrical growth of the bodily frame, by all these attitudes and exertions --an end of the first importance, which could not be trusted to any care less perfect than her own. Quote Right
Quote Left I THINK that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the sweet earth's flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree. Quote Right
Quote Left For I do not believe God means us thus to divide life into two halves - to wear a grave face on Sunday, and to think it out-of-place to even so much as mention Him on a week-day. Do you think He cares to see only kneeling figures and to hear only tones of prayer - and that He does not also love to see the lambs leaping in the sunlight, and to hear the merry voices of the children, as they roll amoung the hay? Surely their innocent laughter is as sweet in His ears as the grandest anthem that ever rolled up from the "dim religious light" of some solemn cathedral? Quote Right
Quote Left He tells me how sweet The babies look in their hospital Icebox, Quote Right
Quote Left Oh, oh, you will be sorry for that word! Give back my book and take my kiss instead. Was it my enemy or my friend I heard, What a big book for such a little head! Come, I will show you now my newest hat, And you may watch me purse my mouth and prink! Oh, I shall love you still, and all of that. I never again shall tell you what I think. I shall be sweet and crafty, soft and sly; You will not catch me reading any more: I shall be called a wife to pattern by; And some day when you knock and push the door, Some sane day, not too bright and not too stormy, I shall be gone, and you may whistle for me. Quote Right
Quote Left I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said, You told me not you drink and drive, Mom, So i drank sprit instead I felt really proud inside, Mom, The way you said I would. I didn?t drink and drive, Mom, Even though the others said i should I know i did the right thing, Mom I know you are always right. Now the party is finally ending, Mom, As everyone drives out of sight. As i got into my car, Mom, I knew i would get home in one piece Because of the way you raised me, Mom, So responsible and sweet. I started to drive away, Mom, But as I pulled onto the road The other car didn?t see me, Mom, And it hit me like a load. As I lie here on the pavement, Mom, I hear the police say, The other guy was drunk, Mom, And now I?m the one who will pay. I?m laying here dying, Mom, I wish you would get here soon. How come this happened to me, Mom? My life bursted like a ballon. There is blood all around me, Mom, Most of it is mine. I here the paramedics say, Mom, I?ll be dead in a short time. I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear i didn?t drink It was the others, Mom, The others didn?t think He didn?t know where he was going, Mom, He was parably at the same party as I, the only difference is, Mom He drank and I will die. Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin my whole life. I?m feeling sharp pains now, Mom, Pains just like a knife. The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, I don?t think it?s fair. I?m lying here dying, Mom, While all he can do is stare. Tell my brother not to cry, Mom, Tell daddy to be brave. And when I get to heaven, Mom, Write ?Daddy?s Little Girl? on my grave. Someone should have told him, Mom, Not to drink and drive. If only they have taken the time, Mom I would still be alive. My breath is getting shorter, Mom I?m becoming very scared. Please don?t cry for me, Mom Because when i needed you, you were always there. I have one last question, Mom, before i say good-bye. I didnt ever drink, Mom So why am I do die? This is the end, Mom, I wish I could look you in the eyes, To say these final words, Mom, I love you, and Good-bye. Quote Right
Quote Left Sweet fire the sire of muse, my soul needs this; I want the one rapture of an inspiration. O then if in my lagging lines you miss Quote Right
Quote Left There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass,... Quote Right
Quote Left They wrote in the old days that it is sweet and fitting to die for one's country. But in modern war, there is nothing sweet nor fitting in your dying. You will die like a dog for no good reason. Quote Right
Quote Left The experience of this sweet life. L'esperienza de questa dolce vita. Quote Right
Quote Left And Nothing is very strong: strong enough to steal away a man's best years not in sweet sins but in a dreary flickering of the mind over it knows not what and knows not why, in the gratification of curiosities so feeble that the man is only half aware of them, in drumming of fingers and kicking of heels, in whistling tunes that he does not like, or in the long, dim labyrinth of reveries that have not even lust or ambition to give them a relish, but which, once chance association has started them, the creature is too weak and fuddled to shake off. Quote Right
Quote Left Love was as subtly caught, as a disease; But being got it is a treasure sweet, which to defend is harder than to get: And ought not be profaned on either part, for though 'Tis got by chance, 'Tis kept by art. Quote Right
Quote Left For I do not believe God means us thus to divide life into two halves - to wear a grave face on Sunday, and to think it out-of-place to even so much as mention Him on a week-day. Do you think He cares to see only kneeling figures and to hear only tones of prayer - and that He does not also love to see the lambs leaping in the sunlight, and to hear the merry voices of the children, as they roll amoung the hay? Surely their innocent laughter is as sweet in His ears as the grandest anthem that ever rolled up from the 'dim religious light' of some solemn cathedral? Quote Right
Quote Left English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren't invented in England or French fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig. And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural of booth beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it? If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? Sometimes I think all the English speakers should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane. In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites? Have you noticed that we talk about certain things only when they are absent? Have you ever seen a horsefull carriage or a strapfull gown? Met a sung hero or experienced requited love? Have you ever run into someone who was combobulated, gruntled, ruly or peccable? And where are all those people who ARE spring chickens or who would actually hurt a fly? You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which an alarm goes off by going on. Quote Right
Quote Left And that sweet city with her dreaming spires, She needs not June for beauty's heightening... Quote Right
Quote Left One is no number, mayds are nothing then, Without the sweet societie of men.... Quote Right
Quote Left There's night and day, brother, both sweet things; sun, moon, and stars, brother, all sweet things; there's likewise a wind on the heath. Life... Quote Right
Quote Left his lips meet mine, and a flood Of sweet fire sweeps across me, so I drown Against him, die and find death good. Quote Right
Quote Left Nothing is more memorable than a smell. One scent can be unexpected, momentary and fleeting, yet conjure up a childhood summer beside a lake in the mountains; another, a moonlit beach; a third, a family dinner of pot roast and sweet potatoes during a myrtle-mad August in a Midwestern town. Smells detonate softly in our memory like poignant land mines hidden under the weedy mass of years. Hit a tripwire of smell and memories explode all at once. A complex vision leaps out of the undergrowth. Quote Right
Quote Left Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory;
Odors, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.
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Quote Left Hence jarring sectaries may learnTheir real interest to discern;That brother should not war with brother,And worry and devour each other;But sing and shine by sweet consent,Till life's poor transient night is spent,Respecting in each other's caseThe gifts of nature and of grace. Quote Right
Quote Left Let my whispering voice obtain Sweet reward for sharpest pain; Quote Right
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Quote Left You were my sweetest dream For which I was desperately waiting To be mine in this time I have got all the things around Except you in this while Hoping till the end If anything changes at any point of time Quote Right
Quote Left When I think of you I think of everything Sweet and nice. All things beautiful and full of spice That makes my heart beat once then twice. Quote Right
Quote Left It's sweetly heard by the nostalgic heart missing the absence felt through the distance. We can't hold hands but we're close to each other in this era of immense fright. Quote Right
Quote Left “Moon light set moonlight rise in then morning the bird chirping tells a sweet lullaby as the sun tells it all” Quote Right
Quote Left Gypsy soul twin love of mine your my sweet sweet wine the roses laid out by the bottle keeps you on my mind Quote Right
Quote Left Today is the first year of working my sobriety and I'm happy 2 wish my son MARQUIS YAZZIE a HAPPY SWEET 16 BIRTHDAY for it's the first time SOBER.... first of many years to come BEST PRESENT TO GET AT AGE 16 I LOVE YOU SHI 'YAZHII Quote Right
Quote Left I am pissed off with this site - I, the lovely Edna Sweetlove, have submitted 6 poems here and they've been viewed/seen by over 330 people. How many comments do you think I have had? FOUR and they were about as useful as t-i-t-s on a bull and as interesting as a stale fart in a bottle. Why don't you all join a more sensible website? Here's the link: http://ednaspoetrysite.proboards.com/ Quote Right
Quote Left 'Tis the heart our words should rend ... with sweet ferocity and deadly passion! Quote Right
Quote Left Thoughts processing slowly but surely , I'm content as for now. Sweet Nightmares Quote Right
Quote Left Many the sweet nectar of life, and too juice from the fruited tree. Yet nectar that goes untasted, akin to juice wasted, will leave a thirsty bee. Quote Right
Quote Left Cookies made at grandma's house are 1/3 percent sweeter, as she adds extra, every time. Then later, she says, "gimme some sugar" and takes it back to make more cookies. Quote Right
Quote Left Dear sweet perfectionists, it's for you: "Nicer! Nicer!! Nicer!!! Nicer!!!!" Grow up, become some wiser. Love you all anyway. Quote Right
Quote Left In service, God is always the main course. I am never more than a side dish. Jesus is always the sweetest dessert. Quote Right
Quote Left Like my grandmother always said. Life's a bitch then you get married to one....now go play sweetie. Quote Right
Quote Left Crossing over should be a bittersweet time... a graduation of some sort. Quote Right
Quote Left "HONEY," she smiles,"life ain't all butterflies, bluebirds and perfumed rooms full of sweet peas and roses...Kiddo, more times than not, you're the knight in shining armour." Leanne Lovejoy-Burton Quote Right
Quote Left "as sugar, so sweet flavors our tongue with happiness, it can also be feeding our digestive discourse" Quote Right
Quote Left A son will be who he is, a daughter will be who she is, and a father's heart cries... bittersweet tears of love! Quote Right
Quote Left Extra saucy!! At times spicy, at times sweet, at times sour, truth don't care who tell it. Honesty over deception eternally. When we know better have courage to do better. Peace, Love, Prayer, Faith. Enjoy!!!! Quote Right
Quote Left Life without wisdom becomes a sea without salt, a spring without flowers, a sky without sun, an apple without sweetness. Quote Right
Quote Left "Haiku poems are just three lines. 5/7/5 count not necessary. short and sweet lines are the present form. First two lines about an event and third one should be a related one with lightning sprit and with a turning point of thinking a lot. " example: " though unequal works together... the fingers " ....Kaa.Na.Kalyanasundaram,Chennai,India Quote Right
Quote Left " Love is like a rose, if well handled, it smells sweet but if roughly handled, it prickles you " Quote Right
Quote Left Sometimes, the sweetest smelling bouquet of flowers that the human race can give to each other is a good hard laugh and a solid peace of mind. Quote Right
Quote Left Love is but a sweet risk,a sweet dance at the very brink. Quote Right
Quote Left "Where dead dogs lie, the hope is not to disturb or ever move him, for the fester that remains beneath is a truth unbearably sweet; but though all seems well, theres still the pungent smell of the end that justifies the means, flowers of justice where dead dogs lie." Quote Right
Quote Left 'A writer writes, always!' Write for ANY reason, just write! I believe we are special tools for the Creative Conscience, and learning to hear that voice begins by just articulating or activating, and staying attuned to what happens. Put the pen to paper - or fingers to the keyboard - see where it takes you, and apply those results to your puddle of wisdom... swirl it, dip your toes, taste the sweet and bitter. Yes - just DO it! Quote Right
Quote Left How sweetly love enfolds one's heart when winter turns to spring... Quote Right
Quote Left Let it be known that the taste of the most bitter lie is sweeter and ever so addictive than the most acceptable truths to date. Remember though, just because it tastes sweet, it does not follow that it is good nor vital for your health Quote Right
Quote Left I will never be beat while I have a heartbeat, I will always compete until I'm complete and if I see defeat, repeatedly repeat because I'm offbeat I won't sit in my seat because I'm no deadbeat. I will always rise back up to my feet and never retreat. I'll become elite. I will be victorious and it'll taste sweet. Quote Right
Quote Left Marriage is a matter of taste; We struggle between sweet and bitter living. Quote Right
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