Autumn Quote by Samuel Taylor Coleridge Download Open image “The once red leaf, the last of its clan, that dances as often as dance it can.” — Samuel Taylor Coleridge ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.9 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Autumn Ballet Clans Dance Lasts Leafs Red Red leaves Twigs
The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high,… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
It's like the time capsule with everything in it. Or like the seed that when you plant it, becomes the enormous tree with leaves… — George Balanchine Copy Share Image
“Tree' is the title of a dance, is the cadence of a song. The black silhouette is only a moment of stillness caught by… — Amanda Fieldsend Copy Share Image
Once you see dance as a weapon - and everyone has a different weapon - it makes dance really interesting. — Jon M. Chu Copy Share Image
And see the peaceful trees extend their myriad leaves in leisured dance- they bear the weight of sky and cloud upon the fountain of… — Kathleen Raine Copy Share Image
When it comes time to dance, they're like a regiment; they do the same steps - except for the Mike Teavee dance, where the… — Deep Roy Copy Share Image
Dance is your pulse, your heartbeat, your breathing. It's the rhythym of your life. — Jacques d'Amboise Copy Share Image
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.. Some dance to remember, some dance to forget. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Dance music always goes through its changes; many styles come have their light and go back to the underground 'til it happens again. — Little Louie Vega Copy Share Image
Never can true courage dwell with them, Who, playing tricks with conscience, dare not look At their own vices. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
The first duty of a wise advocate is to convince his opponents that he understands their arguments, and sympathies with their just feelings. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
And the Devil did grin, for his darling sin is pride that apes humility. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Facts are not truths; they are not conclusions; they are not even premises, but in the nature and parts of premises. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
I do not wish you to act from these truths; no, still and always act from your feelings; only meditate often on these truths… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
A poet ought not to pick nature's pocket. Let him borrow, and so borrow as to repay by the very act of borrowing. Examine… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
With no other privilege than that of sympathy and sincere good wishes, I would address an affectionate exhortation to the youthful literati, grounded on… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee, Whether the summer clothe the general earth With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing Betwixt… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Why are not more gems from our great authors scattered over the country? Great books are not in everybody's reach; and though it is… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Life went a-maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
This, at last, was where things were as they ought to be. Everything was in its place -- the tree, the earth underneath, the… — Jean Liedloff Copy Share Image
The American spring is by no means so agreeable as the American autumn; both move with faltering step, and slow; but this lingering pace,… — Frances Trollope Copy Share Image
“Flowers that had bloomed brilliant from spring through autumn blackened under the killing frost.” — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“FALL I've never liked orange not even a hint of yellow though that doesn't mean I'm derange, you know. but it's still a riddle… — Kynna Claire Copy Share Image
The trees change their voices in autumn as well as their shapes. No longer do they whisper to one another in muffled tones as… — Patience Strong Copy Share Image
You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“The crickets felt it was their duty to warn everybody that summertime cannot last for ever. Even on the most beautiful days in the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
He found himself wondering at times, especially in the autumn, about the wild lands, and strange visions of mountains that he had never seen… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Easter blessings All life’s sacrifices like autumn leaves awaken our senses and power to love and be whole Our Mother Earth, Our Father Sky… — Ramon Ravenswood Copy Share Image
The lush green of the fields became a rich gold that swayed sturdily under the wind and fell at last before the hands of… — Martha Ostenso Copy Share Image
The ascent of any route begins, in dreams at least, the autumn before. Our minds ring, involuntarily, with the alluring names of mountains, aiguilles,… — Gaston Rebuffat Copy Share Image
