Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me, Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain, Have put on black and loving… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When I died last, and, Dear, I die As often as from thee I go Though it be but an hour ago,… — John Donne Copy Share Image
Come, thou long expected Jesus, born to set thy people free; from our fears and sins release us; let us find our… — Charles Wesley Copy Share Image
I have no name: I am but two days old. What shall I call thee? I happy am, Joy is my name.… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Ever of thee I 'm fondly dreaming, Thy gentle voice my spirit can cheer. — George Linley Copy Share Image
No, my little Pearl! Thou must gather thine own sunshine. I have none to give thee. — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
Betray mean terror of ridicule, thou shalt find fools enough to mock thee; but answer thou their language with contempt, and the… — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
Suddenly I burst into song: 'Awe, sweet mystery of life, at last I found thee...' And I felt so good inside and… — Lily Tomlin Copy Share Image
When thee builds a prison, thee had better build with the thought ever in thy mind that thee and thy children may… — Elizabeth Fry Copy Share Image
O Lord, I cannot plead my love of Thee: I plead Thy love of me: - the shallow conduit hails the unfathomed… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
The tree of love its roots hath spread Deep in my heart, and rears its head; Rich are its fruits: they joy… — Francis of Assisi Copy Share Image
Make two homes for thyself, my daughter. One actual home . . . and the other a spiritual home which thou are… — St. Catherine of Siena Copy Share Image
While Thee I seek, protecting Power, Be my vain wishes stilled; And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be filled. — Helen Maria Williams Copy Share Image
Pain, scorned by yonder gout-ridden wretch, endured by yonder dyspeptic in the midst of his dainties, borne bravely by the girl in… — Seneca the Younger Copy Share Image
Answer July- Where is the Bee- Where is the Blush- Where is the Hay? Ah, said July- Where is the Seed- Where… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
This is my password," said the King as he drew his sword. "The light is dawning, the lie broken. Now guard thee,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Dear Father, take this days life into Thine own keeping. Control all my thoughts and feelings. Direct all my energies. Instruct my… — John Baillie Copy Share Image
Beloved, all that is harsh and difficult I want for myself, and all that is gentle and sweet for thee — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When I come to be united to thee with all my being, then there will be no more pain and toil for… — Saint Augustine Copy Share Image
The days are cold, the nights are long, The North wind sings a doleful song; Then hush again upon my breast; All… — Dorothy Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Thou shalt understand that it is a science most profitable, and passing all other sciences, for to learn to die. For a… — Henry Suso Copy Share Image
Only add Deeds to thy knowledge answerable, add faith, Add virtue, patience, temperance, add love, By name to come call'd charity, the… — John Milton Copy Share Image
I loved thee beautiful and kind, And plighted an eternal vow; So altered are thy face and mind, t'were perjury to love… — Paul Tillich Copy Share Image
