Now close the windows and hush all the fields: If the trees must, let them silently toss. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“Family Farms,” she declared. A hush fell over the room. Little Bo Peep was a very” — Chris Colfer Copy Share Image
Hush," he said. "I am asking you to marry me. Would you be convinced if I knelt down? — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
Hush! With sudden gush As from a fountain sings in yonder bush The Hermit Thrush. — John B. Tabb Copy Share Image
I inscribe three lines, hush hush hush, into my skin. Ghosts trickle out. — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
Places I love come back to me like music, / Hush me and heal me when I am very tired. — Sara Teasdale Copy Share Image
Oh dear me - it's too late to do anything but accept you and love you - but when you were quite… — Mrs. Patrick Campbell Copy Share Image
Summer time an' the livin' is easy, Fish are jumpin' an' the cotton is high. Oh, yo' daddy's rich, and yo' ma'… — Ira Gershwin Copy Share Image
wow it was sad the break up thing in xmas but in the end they got back together but the father soo… — Jacqueline Wilson Copy Share Image
The days are cold, the nights are long, The North wind sings a doleful song; Then hush again upon my breast; All… — Dorothy Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Beneath the hush a whisper from long ago, promising peace of mind and a burden shared. No peace which is not peace… — Dag Hammarskjold Copy Share Image
How still the morning of the hallow'd day! Mute is the voice of rural labour, hush'd The ploughboy's whistle, and the milkmaid's… — James Grahame Copy Share Image
If nobody said anything unless he knew what he was talking about, a ghastly hush would descend upon the earth. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Then hush thee, my darling, take rest while you may, For strife comes with manhood, and waking with day. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
The woods are hush'd, their music is no more; The leaf is dead, the yearning past away; New leaf, new life--the days… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
“He promptly pulled out a cigarette stuck it between his lips and lit it. I reached over and snagged it from between… — Micalea Smeltzer Copy Share Image
If hush'd the loud whirlwind that ruffled the deep, The sky if no longer dark tempests deform; When our perils are past… — George Canning Copy Share Image
As the waves of perfume, heliotrope, rose, Float in the garden when no wind blows, Come to us, go from us, whence… — Sara Teasdale Copy Share Image
We'll need to make a litter to carry him," said Osha. "No use," said Luwin. "I'm dying, woman." "You can't," said Rickon… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Summertime And the living is easy Fish are jumpin' And the cotton is high Oh, your daddy's rich And your mama's good… — George Gershwin Copy Share Image
Well, it's a marvelous night for a Moondance With the stars up above in your eyes... And I'm trying to please to… — Van Morrison Copy Share Image
Sometimes the unexpected does happen. Once, this exquisite woman fell for me. After we made love, she gave me a check for… — Ronnie Shakes Copy Share Image
But the body fails us and the mirror knows, and we no longer insist that the gray hush be carried off its… — William H. Gass Copy Share Image
“They talked about record labels, about how the majority of labels didn't care anything about the music, they just wanted a pretty… — Anne Fraiser Copy Share Image
Richard Nixon clearly broke the law in the cover up of Watergate and hush money payments. That was all criminal activity. With… — Seymour Hersh Copy Share Image
Oxford, in those days, was still a city of aquatint. In her spacious and quiet streets men walked and spoke as they… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
I wish I could take language And fold it like cool, moist rags. I would lay words on your forehead. I would… — Julia Margaret Cameron Copy Share Image
And in time it will be as though men had never come to this perfect corner of the world-never called it paradise… — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
“It's just a trickle at first, dark hallways, empty rooms, but then Angela sees a face. Eyes wide, nostrils flaring, a little… — E.M. Blomqvist Copy Share Image
Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do… — Mary Elizabeth Frye Copy Share Image
