But thou art fair, and at thy birth, dear boy, Nature and Fortune join'd to make thee great: Of Nature's gifts thou… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Whatsoever thy birth, thou were a beautiful thought and softly bodied forth. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
“Shadow! or Spirit! Whatever thou art, Which still doth inherit The whole or a part Of the form of thy birth, Of… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share Image
We hail the return of the day of thy birth, Fair Columbia! washed by the waves of two oceans Where men from… — Abraham Coles Copy Share Image
...Night has chosen thee; thy death will be thy birth. Night calls to thee; harken to Her sweet voice. Your destiny awaits… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Love, is it morning risen or night deceased That makes the mirth of this triumphant east? Is it bliss given or bitterness… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
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