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
Jayne Anne Phillips . . . is at the height of her powers in Lark and Termite. . . . This is… — Robert Olen Butler 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
Crowds of bees are giddy with clover Crowds of grasshoppers skip at our feet, Crowds of larks at their matins hang over,… — Jean Ingelow Copy Share Image
My biggest accomplishment was playing "Lark" on the daytime drama Port Charles because it was the most regular acting job I have… — Amy Weber Copy Share Image
Out of the dusk a shadow, Then a spark; Out of the cloud a silence, Then a lark; Out of the heart… — John B. Tabb Copy Share Image
So be my passing! My task accomplished and the long day done, My wages taken, and in my heart Some late lark… — William Ernest Henley Copy Share Image
At the end of a criminal’s life, it’s always the small mistake, the coincidence, the lark. The time we got too comfortable,… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
Professor Focke and his technicians standing below grew ever smaller as I continued to rise straight up, 50 metres, 75 metres, 100… — Hanna Reitsch 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
Some say that ever 'gainst the season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long:… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Cleave ever to the sunnier side of doubt, And cling to faith beyond the forms of faith; She reels not at the… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
You are the mountain, you are the rock You are the cord and you’re the spark You are the eagle, you are… — Jason Mraz Copy Share Image
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace, Where never the lark, nor even eagle… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When I was a child and the snow fell, my mother always rushed to the kitchen and made snow ice cream and… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
Oh, stay, sweet warbling woodlark, stay, Nor quit for me the trembling spray, A hapless lover courts thy lay, Thy soothing, fond… — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
Triumphant hours are the Lark's Who circles skywards from his home each day: World's early riser, with bubbling golden song, Towards the… — Dafydd ap Gwilym Copy Share Image
I'm very crafty! One time I made a television set out of a cardboard box - Everybody thought it was a lark!… — Emma Watson Copy Share Image
Yours will be the wings of an eagle's flight, the soaring of a lark, sunward, heavenward, Godward! But you must take time… — F.B. Meyer Copy Share Image
Nature I'll court in her sequester'd haunts, By mountain, meadow, streamlet, grove, or cell; Where the pois'd lark his evening ditty chants,… — Tobias Smollett Copy Share Image
His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes: With… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull Night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled… — John Milton Copy Share Image
But you the pathways of the sky Found first, and tasted heavenly springs, Unfettered as the lark that sings, And knew strange… — Florence Earle Coates Copy Share Image
Daja: "He and Rosethorn work together? They hate each other." Lark: "I didn't say they liked it. - Daja and Lark referring… — Tamora Pierce Copy Share Image
My brain is dull, my sight is foul, I cannot write a verse, or read-- Then, Pallas, take away thine Owl, And… — Thomas Hood Copy Share Image
To a Young Poet Time cannot break the bird's wing from the bird. Bird and wing together Go down, one feather. No… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
I walk where once the grass was green And mourn the lark that sings no more What bird could sing whose eyes… — Tom Springfield Copy Share Image
In college, I took an acting class as a lark. I was surprised by how much it interested me. It seemed like… — Ebon Moss-Bachrach Copy Share Image
Heine commenting on the music of Louis Hector Berlioz: He is an immense nightingale, a lark as great as an eagle. .… — Hector Berlioz Copy Share Image
And now the herald lark Left his ground-nest, high tow'ring to descry The morn's approach, and greet her with his song. — John Milton Copy Share Image
Like the lark that soars in the air, first singing, then silent, content with the last sweetness that satiates it, such seemed… — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
Being blessed with good health gives you the strength and loving what you do and - is a privilege that keeps you… — Betty White Copy Share Image
All the spring may be hidden in the single bud, and the low ground nest of the lark may hold the joy… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
I think a lot about how ideas spread, how information spreads, why is it that something youre really proud of and you… — Jonah Peretti Copy Share Image
The nightingale has a lyre of gold, The lark's is a clarion call, And the blackbird plays but a boxwood flute, But… — William Ernest Henley Copy Share Image
Heaven above was blue, and earth beneath was green; the river glistened like a path of diamonds in the sun; the birds… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
We all had such larks. Yes, it was hard work but the friendships and the genuine respect we had for one another,… — Peter O'Toole Copy Share Image
The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark When neither is attended; and I think The nightingale, if she should sing… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
