Desolate Quote by Sappho Download Open image “Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.” — Sappho ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.2 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Desolate Eros Gale Heart Mountain My heart Oaks Sweeping Uprooting
Eros seizes and shakes my very soul like the wind on the mountain shaking ancient oaks. — Sappho Copy Share Image
“The oaks along the ridge were writhing like tortured epileptics in the winds, and she could make out through the thick rain a cascade… — Samuel Snoek-Brown Copy Share Image
“Like a gale smiting an oak On mountainous terrain, Eros, with a stroke, Shattered my brain.” — Sappho Copy Share Image
We draw our strength from the great oaks of the forest. As they take their nourishment from the soil, and from the rains that… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
“Wild steep mountains floating in a haze of cloud...a sea of green trees swallowing the hills and valleys, and curling around the trails and… — Sharyn McCrumb Copy Share Image
Ere, in the northern gale, The summer tresses of the trees are gone, The woods of Autumn, all around our vale, Have put their… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
Fragrant o'er all the western groves The tall magnolia towers unshaded. — Maria Gowen Brooks Copy Share Image
“Two sturdy oaks I mean, which side by side, Withstand the winter's storm, And spite of wind and tide, Grow up the meadow's pride,… — Staci Hart Copy Share Image
“On the Gulf side of these islands you may observe that the trees—where there are any trees—all bend away from the sea; and, even… — Lafcadio Hearn Copy Share Image
Primeval forests! virgin sod! That Saxon has not ravish'd yet, Lo! peak on peak in stairways set- In stepping stairs that reach to God!… — Joaquin Miller Copy Share Image
For, as when the red-cheeked, dancing girls, April and May, trip home to the wintry, misanthropic woods; even the barest, ruggedest, most thunder-cloven old… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
“]Sardis often turning her thoughts here ] you like a goddess and in your song most of all she rejoiced. But now she is… — Sappho Copy Share Image
“But thou shalt ever lie dead nor shall there be any remembrance of thee then or ever, for thou hast none of the roses… — Sappho Copy Share Image
Raise high the roof beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man. — Sappho Copy Share Image
Death is an ill; 'tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died. — Sappho Copy Share Image
Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees — Sappho Copy Share Image
Dancing up the full moon Round some fair new altar Trample the soft blossoms of fine grass. — Sappho Copy Share Image
“Blest as the immortal gods is he, The youth who fondly sits by thee, And hears and sees thee, all the while, Softly speaks… — Sappho Copy Share Image
You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us — Sappho Copy Share Image
“I can reveal to you that I wished to die - For with much weeping she left me Saying: "Sappho - what suffering is… — Sappho Copy Share Image
“yet if you had a desire for good or beautiful things and your tongue were not concocting some evil to say shame would not… — Sappho Copy Share Image
My God, whose son, as on this night, took on Him the form of man, and for man vouchsafed to suffer and bleed, controls… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
What people loathe the most is to be orphaned, desolate, unworthy. But this is what princes and kings call themselves. — Laozi Copy Share Image
Spirit of BEAUTY, that dost consecrate With thine own hues all thou dost shine upon Of human thought or form, where art thou gone?… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
At a time when it's possible for thirty people to stand on the top of Everest in one day, Antarctica still remains a remote,… — David Attenborough Copy Share Image
“Call me crazy, but there is something terribly wrong with this city.” — Nathan Reese Maher Copy Share Image
We live in an era where masses of people come and go across a hostile planet, desolate and violent. Refugees, emigrants, exiles, deportees. We… — Isabel Allende Copy Share Image
And really, the reason we think of death in celestial terms is that the visible firmament, especially at night (above our blacked-out Paris with… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“That’s a stupid name! Whirly-gig is much better, I think. Who in their right mind would point at this thing and say, ‘I’m going… — Nathan Reese Maher Copy Share Image
He who abhors and shuns the light of the Sun,He who refuses to behold with respect the living creation of God,He who leads the… — Zoroaster Copy Share Image
Leaves like rusty tin for the desolate mind that has seen the end- the barest glimmerings. Leaves aswirl with gulls made wild by winter. — Giorgos Seferis Copy Share Image
I expected the unexpected and went [on the Moon] with an open mind. I think the visual scene was described by my words on… — Buzz Aldrin Copy Share Image
The story of the universe finally comes to an end. For the first time in its life, the universe will be permanent and unchanging.… — Brian Cox Copy Share Image