Great saying by great authors Quote by Vachel Lindsay Download Open image “Sleep softly . . . eagle forgotten . . . under the stone.” — Vachel Lindsay ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.9 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Great saying by great authors
“Eagles remind us of the power of solitude and reflection, as they retreat to high places to rest and renew their strength” — Dr. Lucas D. Shallua Copy Share Image
“Give not thyself up, then, to fire, lest it invert thee, deaden thee; as for the time it did me. There is a wisdom… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
“An eagle swooped low over the field, passing by not far from him, and he wished, with the same terrible, helpless fury with which… — Gretchen Felker-Martin Copy Share Image
“The Ascending Eagle by Stewart Stafford I shall not stray down spurious alleys, In pursuit of such desiccated husks, To be a leaf adrift… — Stewart Stafford Copy Share Image
“The Eagle Cries Sunshine turn to darkness oceans away with sadness, all we can do is pray many lost from blood stain hands Dear… — Ron Baratono Copy Share Image
“Deep down inside all of us, there's an eagle ready to take off to new adventurous heights. Always let your soul soar as high… — Timothy Pina Copy Share Image
You ought not to be rude to an eagle, when you are only the size of a hobbit, and are up in hid eyrie… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“ The Eagle He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.… — Alfred Tennyson Copy Share Image
“and there is a Catskill eagle in some souls that can alike dive down into the blackest gorges, and soar out of them again… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
“Even Solomon, he says, “the man that wandereth out of the way of understanding shall remain in the congregation of the dead.” Give not… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
“Not that they starve; but starve so dreamlessly, Not that they sow, but that they seldom reap, Not that they serve, but have no… — Vachel Lindsay Copy Share Image
I think on death as the apparent end of the illusions that encompass us. They all have a sudden and unexpected end, that challenges… — Vachel Lindsay Copy Share Image
This is the sin against the Holy Ghost: - To speak of bloody power as right divine, And call on God to guard each… — Vachel Lindsay Copy Share Image
Authors and uncaptured criminals are the only people free from routine. — Vachel Lindsay Copy Share Image
How can we help students to understand that the tragedy of life is not death; the tragedy is to die with commitments undefined and… — Vachel Lindsay Copy Share Image
Mumbo-Jumbo will hoo-doo you, Mumbo-Jumbo will hoo-doo you. Mumbo . . . Jumbo . . . will . . . hoo-doo . . . you. — Vachel Lindsay Copy Share Image
Never be a cynic, even a gentle one. Never help out a sneer, even at the devil. — Vachel Lindsay Copy Share Image
I am unjust, but I can strive for justice. My life's unkind, but I can vote for kindness. I, the unloving, say life should… — Vachel Lindsay Copy Share Image
Rosalind. Well, this is the forest of Arden. Touchstone. Ay, now am I in Arden, the more fool I. When I was at home,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The lumberers rarely trouble themselves to put out their fires, such is the dampness of the primitive forest; and this is one cause, no… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Maria. Nay, but say true, doesit work upon him? Sir Toby Belch. Like aqua vitae with a midwife. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The great must submit to the dominion of prudence and of virtue, or none will long submit to the dominion of thegreat. — Edmund Burke Copy Share Image
She who does not know she isa patient lies Within a tent of green, and sleeps without a sound — James Kirkup Copy Share Image
Popular culture entered my life as Shirley Temple, who was exactly my age and wrotea letter in the newspapers telling how her mother fixed… — Adrienne Rich Copy Share Image
It is only possible to succeed at second-rate pursuitslikebecoming a millionaire or a prime minister, winning a war, seducing beautiful women, flying thought the… — Malcolm Muggeridge Copy Share Image
Here the crow starves, here the patient stag Breeds for the rifle. — Thomas Stearns Eliot Copy Share Image
They are not dead! They havebut passed, Beyond the mists that blind us here, Into the new and larger life, Of that serener sphere. — John Luckey McCreery Copy Share Image
It was a chilly winter's night; And frost was glitt'ring on theground, And evening stars were twinkling bright; — William Barnes Copy Share Image
