Awful Quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Download Open image “O beautiful, awful summer day, what hast thou given, what taken away?” — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.1 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Awful Awful Summer Beautiful Given Summer Summer Day Summer days Taken Taken Away Thou Given
It was a spring day, the sort that gives people hope: all soft winds and delicate smells of warm earth. Suicide weather. — Susanna Kaysen Copy Share Image
“The summer came to life. It burst from gray to fierce blue and gold in the blink of an eye; the air pealed with… — Tana French Copy Share Image
“Though men in their hundreds of thousands had tried their hardest to disfigure that little corner of the earth where they had crowded themselves… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“All in all, it was a never-to-be-forgotten summer—one of those summers which come seldom into any life, but leave a rich heritage of beautiful… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Summer’s gone today; I wished a wish that it would never go away, but summer told me it couldn’t stay. So I said my… — Elizabeth Heller Copy Share Image
“It was one of those summers you’re nostalgic for even before it passes. Pale, bled skies. Thunderstorms in the night. Sour-smelling dawns. It brought… — Kevin Barry Copy Share Image
Meanwhile spring arrived. My old dejection passed away and gave place to the unrest which spring brings with it, full of dreams and vague… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“Summer fell upon Paris, with everyone still intently following his own subterranean course of passion or habit and looking up like a startled creature… — Françoise Sagan Copy Share Image
“Summer's heat had never really arrived, nor the cold in it's turn, and everything living now seemed to yearn for sun with the anguish… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
Oh, how this spring of love resembleth, The uncertain glory of an April day, Which now shows all beauty of the Sun, And by… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“It was a dark afternoon, threatening rain and the end of the world, and done in that particularly gloomy gray in which only New… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The spring came suddenly, bursting upon the world as a child bursts into a room, with a laugh and a shout and hands full… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
In old age our bodies are worn-out instruments, on which the soul tries in vain to play the melodies of youth. But because the… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“ Endymion The rising moon has hid the stars; Her level rays, like golden bars, Lie on the landscape green, With shadows brown between.… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
There's nothing fair nor beautiful, but takes Something from thee, that makes it beautiful. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Nature paints not; In oils, but frescoes the great dome of heaven; With sunsets, and the lovely forms of clouds; And flying vapors. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“ Thus dwelt together in love these simple Acadian farmers,— Dwelt in the love of God and of man. Alike were they free from Fear,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
The trees are white with dust, that o'er their sleep Wave their broad curtains in the south-wind's breath, While underneath such leafy tents they… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Heights by great men reached and kept were not obtained by sudden flight but, while their companions slept, they were toiling upward in the… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Ah, how skillful grows the hand That obeyeth Love's command! It is the heart, and not the brain, That to the highest doth attain,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Thus departed Hiawatha, Hiawatha the Beloved, In the glory of the sunset, In the purple mists of evening, To the regions of the home-wind,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
It must be that I am dreaming, and that I shall awaken in a moment to see that awful knife descending toward my heart-… — Edgar Rice Burroughs Copy Share Image
I spent two years in Palo Alto - what an awful, suffocating place for those of us who don't care about yoga, yogurts and… — Evgeny Morozov Copy Share Image
Layla brought her arms around herself, no doubt because she was remembering the feel of another, stronger set. "I have wanted to, but he… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
You've seen the first issue and what happened in the last page. Some pretty awful stuff. I don't know why I seem to be… — Declan Shalvey Copy Share Image
It is not like studying German, where you mull along, in a groping, uncertain way, for thirty years; and at last, just as you… — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
There was a special challenge in describing the awful childhood of a person who happens to be my own husband. It was very painful… — Pamela Stephenson Copy Share Image
When you finish a poem, it clicks shut like the top of a jewel box, but prose is endless. I haven't experienced an awful… — Kenneth Koch Copy Share Image
No one with a bad tie is getting my vote. Some Lib Dems wear the most shockingly awful ties. — Freddie Fox Copy Share Image
“Here she was back in the brightly lit world she had been avoiding for twenty years, and it was exactly as awful as she… — Robert Charles Wilson Copy Share Image
