But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Short is the little time which remains to thee of life. Live as on a mountain. — Marcus Aurelius Copy Share Image
Tell me what company thou keepst, and I'll tell thee what thou art. — Miguel de Cervantes Copy Share Image
Ah my deare God! though I am clean forgot, Let me not love thee, if I love thee not. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
I throw a kiss across the sea, I drink the winds as drinking wine, And dream they all are blown from thee,… — Joaquin Miller Copy Share Image
Full nakedness! All my joys are due to thee, as souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be, to taste whole joys. — John Donne Copy Share Image
How beautiful is sunset when the glow Of Heaven descends upon a land like thee, Thou Paradise of exiles, Italy! — Percy Bysshe Shelley 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
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
It came from God, and so is Christ true, and Christ is thy God, who is in heaven and awaits thee. — Girolamo Savonarola Copy Share Image
Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How… — Edmund Waller Copy Share Image
I cannot love thee; thou 'rt worse than thy brother. Go, say thy prayers, child, and ask God's pardon. I doubt thy… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
The warrior for the True, the Right, Fights in Love's name; The love that lures thee from that fight Lures thee to… — Aubrey Thomas de Vere Copy Share Image
I acknowledge Thee, Lord of heaven and earth, and praise Thee for my first rudiments of being, and my infancy, whereof I… — Saint Augustine Copy Share Image
Ah, passing few are they who speak, Wild, stormy month! in praise of thee; Yet though thy winds are loud and bleak,… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
O blessed Health! thou art above all gold and treasure; 'tis thou who enlargest the soul, and openest all its powers to… — Laurence Sterne Copy Share Image
If thou seest anything in thyself which may make thee proud, look a little further and thou shalt find enough to humble… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
O Earth, that hast no voice, confide to me a voice! O harvest of my lands! O boundless summer growths! O lavish,… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour but an… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
It has been wisely said, "that well may thy guardian angel suffer thee to lose thy locks, when thou darest wilfully to… — Jane Porter Copy Share Image
Ah, sinner, may the Lord quicken thee! But it is a work that makes the Saviour weep. I think when He comes… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
O supreme and unapproachable light! O whole and blessed truth, how far art thou from me, who am so near to thee!… — Anselm of Canterbury Copy Share Image
Beware, I pray thee, of presuming that thou art saved. If thy heart be renewed, if thou shalt hate the things that… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
O my God, since thou art with me, and i must now, in obedience to thy commands, apply my mind to these… — Brother Lawrence Copy Share Image
For long the two enemies looked at one another, Hook shuddering slightly, and Peter with the strange smile upon his face. "So,… — James M. Barrie Copy Share Image
Thou art merciful; when all my endeavour is turned toward Thee because all Thy endeavour is turned toward me; when I look… — Nicholas of Cusa Copy Share Image
Let me follow in Thy footsteps, O Jesus ! I would imitate Thee, but cannot without the aid of Thy grace! O… — Francois Fenelon Copy Share Image
O Thou who art my quietness, my deep repose, My rest from strife of tongues, my holy hill, Fair is Thy pavilion,… — Amy Carmichael Copy Share Image
For my part, if a lie may do thee grace, I'll gild it with the happiest terms I have. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O woman! lovely woman! Nature made thee To temper man: we had been brutes without you. — Thomas Otway Copy Share Image
From the best bliss that earth imparts, we turn unfilled to Thee again. — Bernard of Clairvaux Copy Share Image
When thou art above measure angry, bethink thee how momentary is man's life. — Marcus Aurelius Copy Share Image
