Breasts Quote by Isaac Watts

Sweet as the tender fragrance that survives, When martyred flowers breathe out their little lives, Sweet as a song that once consoled our pain,…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Sweet is the lore which Nature brings; Our meddling intellect Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things We murder to dissect. Enough of Science and…

— William Wordsworth

Sweet are the pleasures that to verse belong, And doubly sweet a brotherhood in song.

— John Keats

Sweet shall be your rest if your heart does not reproach you.

— Thomas a Kempis

Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.

— Alfred Lord Tennyson

Sweet is the breath of praise when given by those whose own high merit claims the praise they give.

— Hannah More

Sweet is the breath of vernal shower,/ The bee's collected treasure sweet,/ Sweet music's melting fall, but sweeter yet/ The still small voice of…

— Thomas Gray

Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.

— Washington Irving

Sweet is the lore which Nature brings; Our meddling intellect Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things: We murder to dissect.

— William Wordsworth

Sweet is true love, though given in vain.

— Alfred Lord Tennyson

“Sweet is the lore which nature brings; Our meddling intellect Misshapes the beauteous forms of things— We murder to dissect.”

— William Wordsworth

Sweet is the lore which nature brings, our meddeling interlect mis-shapes the beautious forms of things. we murder to dissect

— William Wordsworth