And the wind plays on those great sonorous harps, the shrouds and masts of ships. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Flags are bits of colored cloth used first to shrinkwrap people's brains and then as ceremonial shrouds to bury the dead. — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
Dark, dark! The horror of darkness, like a shroud, wraps me and bears me on through mist and cloud. — Sophocles Copy Share Image
Nationalism of one kind or another was the cause of most of the genocide of the twentieth century. — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
No matter how deep and dark your pit, how dank your shroud, their heads are heroically unbloody and unbowed. — Ogden Nash Copy Share Image
A wise God shrouds the future in obscure darkness. [Lat., Prudens futuri temporis exitum Caliginosa nocte premit deus.] — Horace Copy Share Image
Mornings are mysteries; the first world's youth, Man's resurrection, and the future's bud Shroud in their births. — Henry Vaughan Copy Share Image
Death and pain dominate this world, for though many are cured, they leave still weak, still tremulous, still knowing mortality has whispered… — Denise Levertov Copy Share Image
When the melancholy fit shall fall Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud, That fosters the droop-headed flowers all, And hides the… — John Keats Copy Share Image
So, when dark thoughts my boding spirit shroud, Sweet Hope! celestial influence round me shed Waving thy silver pinions o'er my head. — John Keats Copy Share Image
Bodies of holy men and women exude Miraculous oil, odour of violet. But under heavy loads of trampled clay Lie bodies of… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
The nightingales are singing near The Convent of the Sacred Heart, And sang within the bloody wood When Agamemnon cried aloud, And… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
“Eagle's flight of loneliness soars so high Around its sigh, no more alone the sky Other birds remain away, clouds pass by… — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying, And the… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Lips to lips, mouth to mouth, Comes the speaker of the shrouds, Suck in the spirit, speak the words, Let secrets of… — Yasmine Galenorn Copy Share Image
Truth, acceptance of the truth, is a shattering experience. It shatters the binding shroud of culture trance. It rips apart smugness, arrogance,… — Paula Gunn Allen Copy Share Image
We are to remember what an umpire Nature is; what a greatness, composure of depth and tolerance there is in her. You… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
It is not however, adulthood itself, but parenthood that forms the glass shroud of memory. For there is an interesting quirk in… — Terri E Apter Copy Share Image
I have found strength where one does not look for it: in simple, mild, and pleasant people, without the least desire to… — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
My early self-portraits appeared effortlessly and seemed like equivalents for my deeper emotions. Many critics remarked that the images had an almost… — Joyce Tenneson Copy Share Image
You are hard at work madam ," said the man near her. Yes," Answered Madam Defarge ; " I have a good… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I remember what it was like to grow up in the South in the 1960s and 1970s. Discrimination isn’t something that’s easy… — Tim Cook Copy Share Image
Up and away for life! be fleet!- The frost-king ties my fumbling feet, Sings in my ears, my hands are stones, Curdles… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
The great loneliness- like the loneliness a caterpillar endures when she wraps herself in a silky shroud and begins the long transformation… — Elizabeth Lesser Copy Share Image
Book burning is a charming old custom, hallowed by antiquity. It has been practiced for centuries by fascists, communists, atheists, school children,… — Richard Armour Copy Share Image
Methinks some creeds in vestries and churches do forget the hunter wrapped in furs by the Great Slave Lake, and that the… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Those forms we fancy shadows, those strange lights That flash on dank morasses, the quick wind That smites us by the roadside—are… — Thomas Bailey Aldrich Copy Share Image
Glory is a shroud that posterity often tears from the shoulders of those who wore it when living. — Pierre-Jean de Beranger Copy Share Image
The fashion magazines are suggesting that women wear clothes that are 'age appropriate.' For me that would be a shroud. — Joan Rivers Copy Share Image
Seven cities warred for Homer, being dead, Who, living, had no roof to shroud his head. — Thomas Heywood Copy Share Image
I stood among them, but not of them: in a shroud of thoughts which were not their thoughts. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
A girl's coquetry is of the simplest, she thinks that all is said when the veil is laid aside; a woman's coquetry… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
The clouds are scudding across the moon, A misty light is on the sea; The wind in the shrouds has a wintry… — Bayard Taylor Copy Share Image
Still and pale Thou movest in thy silver veil, Queen of the night! the filmy shroud Of many a mild, transparent cloud… — Winthrop Mackworth Praed Copy Share Image
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