The music soars within the little lark, And the lark soars. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
Teach me, O lark! with thee to greatly rise, to exalt my soul and lift it to the skies. — Edmund Burke Copy Share Image
What: is the jay more precious than the lark because his feathers are more beautiful? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let your trouble be Light will follow dark Though the heaven falls You may hear the lark. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Copy Share Image
The lark that shuns on lofty boughs to build, Her humble nest, lies silent in the field. — Edmund Waller Copy Share Image
Myriads of daisies have shone forth in flower Near the lark's nest, and in their natural hour Have passed away; less happy… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Housework is a breeze. Cooking is a pleasant diversion. Putting up a retaining wall is a lark. But teaching is like climbing… — Fawn M. Brodie Copy Share Image
Dumb luck brought on the move from business to acting. I had moved to New York when I was 23, in the… — Teddy Sears Copy Share Image
Cor, love a duck. And also Lawks-a-mercy. I said that inwardly, but outwardly I said, "Blimey, and also, what larks. — Louise Rennison Copy Share Image
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place, and in the sky, The larks,… — John McCrae Copy Share Image
I have had more than half a century of such happiness. A great deal of worry and sorrow, too, but never a… — Mary McLeod Bethune Copy Share Image
Pippa's Song The year's at the spring The day's at the morn Morning's at seven, The Hill side's dew-pearled The lark's on… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
Grunge, man, that was incredible. It was dangerous. It was not verse/chorus. Songs could be short, long, a lark, majestic. You were… — Martin Popoff Copy Share Image
Why was the human race created? Or at least why wasn't something creditable created in place of it? God had His opportunity.… — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
I might mention all the divine charms of a bright spring day, but if you had never in your life utterly forgotten… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
The embrace of present and past time, in which English antiquarianism becomes a form of alchemy, engenders a strange timelessness. It is… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
In the downhill of life, when I find I'm declining, May my lot no less fortunate be Than a snug elbow-chair can… — John Churton Collins Copy Share Image
The martial spirit is never dead. It sleeps through fortunate generations, but it wakes up very quickly to the toot of a… — Margaret Ayer Barnes Copy Share Image
The little and the great are joined in one By God's great force. The wondrous golden sun Is linked unto the glow-worm's… — Emma Lazarus Copy Share Image
I had the heaviest paper round in Ilkley, West Yorks, and if you look at my shoulders one is still lower than… — Alan Titchmarsh Copy Share Image
Out of my deeper heart a bird rose and flew skywards. Higher and higher did it rise, yet larger and larger did… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
Ascend beyond the sickly atmosphere to a higher plane, and purify yourself by drinking as if it were ambrosia the fire that… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
...tell me the word that will win you, and I will speak it. I will speak the stars of heaven into a… — Stephen R. Lawhead Copy Share Image
There's a story... a legend, about a bird that sings just once in its life. From the moment it leaves its nest,… — Colleen McCullough Copy Share Image
No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by… — Shirley Jackson Copy Share Image
Looking back over a decade one sees the ideal of a university become a myth, a vision, a meadow lark among the… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Aubade THE lark now leaves his wat'ry nest, And climbing shakes his dewy wings. He takes this window for the East, And… — William Davenant Copy Share Image
When the sands are all dry, he is gay as a lark, And will talk in contemptuous tones of the Shark: But,… — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
A pasty costly-made, Where quail and pigeon, lark and leveret lay, Like fossils of the rock, with golden yolks Imbedded and injellied. — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Jayne Anne Phillips . . . is at the height of her powers in Lark and Termite. . . . This is… — Robert Olen Butler Copy Share Image
My mother saw a movie when she was 14 years old. I forget the name of the movie, but one of the… — Lark Voorhies Copy Share Image
Raising people is not some lark. It's serious work with serious repercussions. It's air-traffic control. You can't step out for a minute;… — Kelly Corrigan Copy Share Image
A springful of larks in a rolling Cloud and the roadside bushes brimming with whistling Blackbirds and the sun of October Summery… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
