Breasts Quote by Alfred Lord Tennyson

See yonder little cloud, that, borne aloft So tenderly by the wind, floats fast away Over the snowy peaks!

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

See yonder fire! It is the moon slow rising o'er the eastern hill. It glimmers on the forest tips, and through the dewy foliage…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A sense of the present rises out of earth and grass, enters the feet, ascends into the genitals, constricting the breast....

— Denise Levertov

“beyond the tilled plain, beyond the toy roofs, there would be a low suffusion of inutile loveliness, a low sun in a platinum haze…

— Vladimir Nabokov

“Rising up into the air, they took to the sky and flew. From west and beyond west, into the wind and through it, they…

— Pat O'Shea

Come watch with me the shaft of fire that glows in yonder West; the fair, frail palaces, The fading Alps and archipelagoes and great…

— Thomas Bailey Aldrich

“Suddenly at the end of the great couloir my vision is sharpened by a pale disjunctive shudder as a bar of buttercup-yellow thickening gradually…

— Lawrence Durrell

“And the smoke rose slowly, slowly, Through the tranquil air of morning, First a single line of darkness, Then a denser, bluer vapor, Then…

— Henry Wadsworth LongfellowLongfellow

“Rising Sun jostles hard to evaporate doom filled clouds;hovering ancient land.”

— Aniruddha Sastikar

Coldly and capriciously the slanting sunbeams fall.

— Alice Cary

“Here the vast bed of waters, seamed and scarred into a thousand conflicting channels, burst suddenly into phrensied convulsion-heaving, boiling, hissing-gyrating in gigantic and…

— Edgar Allan Poe

As the days go on toward July, the earth becomes dry and all the flowers begin to thirst for moisture. Then from the hillside,…

— Celia Thaxter