Love Quote by John Milton Download Open image “The love-lorn nightingale nightly to thee her sad song mourneth well.” — John Milton ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.3 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Love Nightingale Nightingale Nightly Nightingales Nightly Thee Sad song Song Song Mourneth Thee Wells
“Sweet Echo, sweetest nymph that liv'st unseen Within thy airy shell By slow Meander's margent green, And in the violet-imbroider'd vale Where the love-lorn… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Sweet Echo, sweetest Nymph that liv'st unseen Within thy airy shell By slow Meander's margent green, And in the violet imbroider'd vale Where the… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Gentle lady, do not sing Sad songs about the end of love; Lay aside sadness and sing How love that passes is enough. Sing… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
I love thee to the level of everyday's most quiet need, by sun and candle light...I love thee with the breath,smiles,t ears,of all my… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
“ When I Am Dead, My Dearest When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
Sang in tones of deep emotion Songs of love and songs of longing. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“Sunlight of love on your lips; & the Nightingale has fallen into silence.” — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
The Song of Love, the Song of Hate, the Songs of Praise and of Thanksgiving; I've learned them all, but there remains one called… — Ridgely Torrence Copy Share Image
When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
“Dawn filled the sky with roses. In the crystal-clear air the last song of the nightingale dies. The smell of the wine weakens. This… — Omar Khayyám Copy Share Image
Days of absence, sad and dreary, Clothed in sorrow's dark array, Days of absence, I am weary; She I love is far away. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
What better can we do than prostrate fall before Him reverent, and there confess humbly our faults, and pardon beg with tears watering the… — John Milton Copy Share Image
And, when night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine. — John Milton Copy Share Image
And, re-assembling our afflicted powers, consult how we may henceforth most offend. — John Milton Copy Share Image
Yet hold it more humane, more heav'nly, first, By winning words to conquer willing hearts, And make persuasion do the work of fear. — John Milton Copy Share Image
O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still; Thou with fresh hope the lover's heart dost… — John Milton Copy Share Image
The debt immense of endless gratitude, So burthensome, still paying, still to owe; Forgetful what from him I still receivd, And understood not that… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Knowledge forbidden? Suspicious, reasonless. Why should their Lord Envy them that? Can it be sin to know, Can it be death? And do they… — John Milton Copy Share Image
These eyes, tho' clear To outward view of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot, Nor to their idle orbs… — John Milton Copy Share Image
And what is faith, love, virtue unassayed Alone, without exterior help sustained? — John Milton Copy Share Image
Whatever meaning 'Annie's Song' had for me on a personal level, there was also a larger context. It could just as easily have been… — John Denver Copy Share Image
I need a bath." He chuckled. "You smell of smoke, as do I." The duke turned, leaning heavily on his cane. "Jameson, open the… — Karen Hawkins Copy Share Image
I love going to Columbia, Missouri. That is a really underrated campus. It shocked me when I went there because I really didn't know… — Kirk Herbstreit Copy Share Image
Life works most perfectly when a reciprocal love relationship is in place between man and God. — Beth Moore Copy Share Image
We talk to God--that is prayer; God talks to us--that is inspiration. — H. Emilie Cady Copy Share Image
I think, here's what I've realized from interviewing people, and I've been very open about my Catholicism and my love of Christ and I… — Jay Mohr Copy Share Image
“To be loved by a man, truly loved, made a woman feel as if she could burst. Of course, Lia was strong and could… — Melody Anne Copy Share Image
So when you take those tears, don't look to see I'm alright. …*Seal - Violet — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
