Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number- Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
As freely as the firmament embraces the world, so mercy must encircle friend and foe. The sun poursforth impartially his beams through… — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
The morning drips her dew for me, Noon spreads an opal canopy. Home-bound, the drifting cloud-crafts rest Where sunset ambers all the… — Robert Loveman Copy Share Image
hither,hither, from thy home,airy sprite, i bid thee come! born of roses, fed on dew, charms and potions canst thow brew? bring… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Scotch whisky is made from barley and the morning dew on angel's nipples. — Warren Ellis Copy Share Image
What is the scent of water?" "Renewal. The goodness of God coming down like dew. — Elizabeth Goudge Copy Share Image
I have seen him in the watchfires of a hundred circling camps They have builded him an altar in the evening dews… — Julia Ward Howe Copy Share Image
In every one of these haunting and hungry poems, Howell draws a map for how to enter the heat and dew of… — Nikky Finney Copy Share Image
The seeds of freedom . . . have now been scattered where despotism and tyranny ranked and ruled, will be watered by… — Henry McNeal Turner Copy Share Image
It is only the intellect that can be thoroughly and hideously wicked. It can forget everything in the attainment of its ends.… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Let my teaching fall like rain and my words descend like dew, like showers on new grass, like abundant rain on tender… — Moses Copy Share Image
Of all the portions of life it is in the two twilights, childhood and age, that tears fall with the most frequency;… — William Rounseville Alger Copy Share Image
And my heart springs up anew, Bright and confident and true, And the old love comes to meet me, in the dawning… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
The approach of night The skies yet blushing with departing light, When falling dews with spangles deck'd the glade, And the low… — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
Yon rose-buds in the morning-dew, How pure amang the leaves sae green! — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
I have long suspected that the power of speech is not a power at all, but a mere form of hysteria from… — Corra May Harris Copy Share Image
There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Night is a dead monotonous period under a roof; but in the open world it passes lightly, with its stars and dews… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
The Holy Scriptures praise the dew of the morning and the dew of the evening; ros matutinum, ros serotinum! Happy is he… — Philibert Joseph Roux Copy Share Image
The ocean can be yours; why should you stop Beguiled by dreams of evanescent dew? The secrets of the sun are yours,… — Farid al-Din Attar Copy Share Image
You must open a little, or rather raise on high your corolla so that the Bread of Angels may come as divine… — Therese of Lisieux Copy Share Image
On the Death of his Child Dew Evaporates And all our world is dew...so dear, So fresh, so fleeting — Anonymous Copy Share Image
How insupportable would be the days, if the night with its dews and darkness did not come to restore the drooping world.… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Remorse is as the heart in which it grows; If that be gentle, it drops balmy dews Of true repentance; but if… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
A red, red rose, all wet with dew, With leaves of green by red shot through. — E. Nesbit Copy Share Image
