It was the noise Of ancient trees falling while all was still Before the storm, in the long interval Between the gathering clouds and that light breeze Which Germans call the Wind's bride. — Charles Godfrey Leland Copy Share Image
What is a kiss? Alacke! at worst, A single Dropp to quenche a Thirst, Tho' oft it prooves, in happie Hour, The first swete Dropp of our long Showre. — Charles Godfrey Leland Copy Share Image
But, as old Swedish legends say, Of all the birds upon that day, The swallow felt the deepest grief, And longed to give her… — Charles Godfrey Leland Copy Share Image
Up rose the wild old winter-king, And shook his beard of snow; "I hear the first young hard-bell ring, 'Tis time for me to… — Charles Godfrey Leland Copy Share Image
The Lord of Learning who upraised mankind from being silent brutes to singing men. — Charles Godfrey Leland Copy Share Image
“If this be the manner in which Italian witchcraft is treated by the most intelligent writer who has depicted it, it will not be… — Charles Godfrey Leland Copy Share Image
Among the flowers no perfume is like mine; That which is best in me comes from within. So those in this world who would… — Charles Godfrey Leland Copy Share Image
“Count ANGELO DE GUBERNATIS once remarked to one of the most distinguished English statesmen that there was in the country in Tuscany ten times… — Charles Godfrey Leland Copy Share Image
“The growth of Sentiment is the increase of suffering; man is never entirely miserable until he finds out how wronged he is and fancies… — Charles Godfrey Leland Copy Share Image
Life will be lengthened while growing, for Thought is the measure of life. — Charles Godfrey Leland Copy Share Image
To Paradise, the Arabs say, Satan could never find the way Until the peacock led him in. — Charles Godfrey Leland Copy Share Image
