Dear friend, I pray thee, if thou wouldst be proving Thy strong regard for me, Make me no vows. Lip-service is not… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
He whom nature thus bereaves, Is ever fancy's favourite child; For thee enchanted dreams she weaves Of changeful beauty, bright and wild. — Frances Sargent Osgood Copy Share Image
She (Daisy) dug her nails into her palms and told herself she had no choice. "I, Theodosia..." She gulped for air. "...take… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
Fondling,' she saith, 'since I have hemm'd thee here Within the circuit of this ivory pale, I'll be a park, and thou… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It is (to describe it figuratively) as if an author were to make a slip of the pen, and as if this… — Soren Kierkegaard Copy Share Image
When a wise man gives thee better counsel, give me mine again. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
God bless thee; and put meekness in thy breast, Love, charity, obedience, and true duty! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Should prosperity befall thee, rejoice not, and should abasement come upon thee, grieve not, for both shall pass away and be no… — Bahá'u'lláh Copy Share Image
Bright pledge of peace and sunshine! the sure tie Of thy Lord's hand, the object of His eye! When I behold thee,… — Henry Vaughan Copy Share Image
A brave heart and a courteous tongue. They shall carry thee far through the jungle, Manling. — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
O my son Absalom,' Bean said softly, knowing for the first time the kind of anguish that could tear such words from… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share Image
Can I view thee panting, lying On thy stomach, without sighing; Can I unmoved see thee dying On a log Expiring frog! — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
In winter's tedious nights sit by the fire With good old folks, and let them tell thee tales Of woeful ages, long… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Sleep sweetly, tender heart, in peace;Sleep, holy spirit, blessed soul,While the stars burn, the moons increase,And the great ages onward roll. Sleep… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
And shall I pray Thee change Thy will, my Father, Until it be according unto mine? But, no, Lord, no, that never… — Amy Carmichael Copy Share Image
Become dust - and they will throw thee in the air; Become stone - and they will throw thee on glass. — Muhammad Iqbal Copy Share Image
I love thee and thou art so lovely and so wonderful and so beautiful and it does such things to me to… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
Let me twine Mine arms about that body, where against My grained ash an hundred times hath broke And scarr'd the moon… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But if anything in thy own dispositiongives thee pain, who hinders thee from correcting thy opinion? And even if thou art pained… — Marcus Aurelius Copy Share Image
Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown, Of thee, from the hill-top looking down; And the heifer, that lows in the… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
To a gargoyle on the ramparts of Notre Dame as Esmeralda rides off with Gringoire Quasimodo says. "Why was I not made… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Press on! If Fortune play thee false To-day, tomorrow she'll be true; Whom now she sinks she now exalts, Taking old gifts… — Benjamin Copy Share Image
O sleep! O gentle sleep! Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
