Oh, I'm developing a beautiful character! It droops a bit under cold and frost, but it does grow fast when the sun… — Jean Webster Copy Share Image
and because what we learn in the dark remains all our lives, a noise like the sea, displacing the day's pale knowledge,… — John Burnside Copy Share Image
Therefore the moon, the governess of floods, Pale in her anger washes all the air, That rheumatic diseases do abound; And through… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It's lovely. If only you could frost someone to death." "Don't be so superior. You can never tell what you will find… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Spring's an expansive time: yet I don't trust March with its peck of dust, Nor April with its rainbow-crowned brief showers, Nor… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
With five to ten hundred pure-minded young women threading the streets of the village every evening unattended, vice must slink away, like… — Anna Julia Cooper Copy Share Image
I wander forth this chill December dawn: John Frost and all his elves are out, I see, As busy as the elfin… — Robert Williams Buchanan Copy Share Image
“A good dog never dies. He always stays. He walks besides you on crisp autumn days when frost is on the fields… — Mary Carolyn Davies Copy Share Image
Behold the groves that shine with silver frost, their beauty withered, and their verdure lost! — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
Listen ... With faint dry sound, Like steps of passing ghosts, The leaves, frost-crisp'd, break free from the trees And fall. — Adelaide Crapsey Copy Share Image
Ever a glutton, at another's cost, But in whose kitchen dwells perpetual frost. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Frost in January minus 20 for a week. Dead birds frozen on the branch—they fall with the first thaw like ripe fruit—death-ripened.… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
A moment of grace. There rose up within me a profound sense of being loved. I felt "gathered together" and encircled by… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“De som älskade mest, de som var av kärlek besatta, det var dem som frosten tog.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Horses have hoofs to carry them over frost and snow; hair, to protect them from wind and cold. They eat grass and… — Zhuangzi Copy Share Image
Now the wintertime is coming The windows are filled with frost I went to tell everybody But I could not get across… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
