Bosoms Quote by Washington Irving Download Open image “From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections.” — Washington Irving ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.4 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bosoms Graves Peaceful Recollection Regret Spring
“It was a night of early spring, The winter-sleep was scarcely broken; Around us shadows and the wind Listened for what was never spoken.… — Sara Teasdale Copy Share Image
Welcome, wild harbinger of spring! To this small nook of earth; Feeling and fancy fondly cling, Round thoughts which owe their birth, To thee,… — Bernard Barton Copy Share Image
And Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere; And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast rose… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Fading, with the Night, the memory of a dead love, and the withered leaves of a blighted hope, and the sickly repinings and moody… — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
The indescribable innocence of and beneficence of Nature,-of sun and wind and rain, of summer and winter,-such health, such cheer, they afford forever! — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“Spring advanced rapidly; the weather became fine, and the skies cloudless. It surprised me that what before was desert and gloomy should now bloom… — Mary Shelley Copy Share Image
“It was one of those summers you’re nostalgic for even before it passes. Pale, bled skies. Thunderstorms in the night. Sour-smelling dawns. It brought… — Kevin Barry Copy Share Image
There is only one word of tenderness we could say, which we have not said oftentimes before ; and there is no consolation in… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
“It's spring giving way to summer, balmy air smelling of roses, hot skin meeting the cold shock of the ocean, starry nights as warm… — Sarah McCarry Copy Share Image
It was such a spring day as breathes into a man an ineffable yearning, a painful sweetness, a longing that makes him stand motionless,… — John Galsworthy Copy Share Image
“Spring was nothing but a reminder to us that we, too, would soon be gone” — Janne Teller Copy Share Image
Each in the most hidden sack kept the lost jewels of memory, intense love, secret nights and permanent kisses, the fragment of public or… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
Some minds corrode and grow inactive under the loss of personal liberty; others grow morbid and irritable; but it is the nature of the… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
Language gradually varies, and with it fade away the writings of authors who have flourished their allotted time; otherwise, the creative powers of genius… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
A father may turn his back on his child, brothers and sisters may become inveterate enemies, husbands may desert their wives, wives their husbands.… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
Over no nation does the press hold a more absolute control than over the people of America, for the universal education of the poorest… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
I have never found, in anything outside of the four walls of my study, an enjoyment equal to sitting at my writing desk with… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
There is no character in the comedy of human life more difficult to play well than that of an old bachelor. — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
He who thinks much says but little in proportion to his thoughts. He selects that language which will convey his ideas in the most… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
A woman's whole life is a history of the affections. The heart is her world: it is there her ambition strives for empire; it… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
Redundancy of language is never found with deep reflection. Verbiage may indicate observation, but not thinking. He who thinks much says but little in… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
History fades into fable; fact becomes clouded with doubt and controversy; the inscription molders from the tablet: the statue falls from the pedestal. Columns,… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
In this choice of inheritance we have given to our frame of polity the image of a relation in blood; binding up the constitution… — Edmund Burke Copy Share Image
The soul whose bosom lust did never touch Is God's fair bride; and maiden's souls are such. — Tertullian Copy Share Image
The world of imagination is the world of eternity. It is the divine bosom into which we shall all go after death of the… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Deliberate long before thou consecrate a friend, and when thy impartial justice concludes him worthy of thy bosom, receive him joyfully, and entertain him… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
A father may turn his back on his child, brothers and sisters may become inveterate enemies, husbands may desert their wives, wives their husbands.… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
The proud spirit of the original owners of these vast prairies inherited through centuries of fierce and bloody wars for their possession, lingered last… — L. Frank Baum Copy Share Image
Music can minister to minds diseased, pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, raze out the written troubles of the brain, and with its… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For a long time, no village girl would dress her hair or bosom with the sweetest flower from that field of death: and after… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
To seek out in a world full of joy the one thing that is certain to give you pain, and hug it to your… — Jean Giraudoux Copy Share Image
... the evil that comes out of your lips, into your own bosom will fall. — Amelia Barr Copy Share Image
If you can sin and not weep over it, you are an heir of Hell. If you can go into sin, and afterwards feel… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
