Quote by William Shakespeare Download Open image ““Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy”” — William Shakespeare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.5 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare
Full many a glorious morn I have seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“A wilderness of gilt, gleaming in the slant from the dust-furred windows: gilded cupids, gilded commodes and torchieres, and -- undercutting the old-wood smell… — Donna Tartt Copy Share Image
“Across the river were two clouds in your eyes and my kisses floated ascend from the heights of the sacred mountain. There in the… — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
“Across the river were two clouds in your eyes; and my kisses floated ascend from the heights of the sacred mountain - there in… — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
“I was born in a country of brooks and rivers, in a corner of Champagne, called Le Vallage for the great number of its valleys. The most beautiful of its places for me was the hollow of a valley by the side of fresh water, in the shade of willows...My pleasure still is to follow the stream, to walk along… — Gaston Bachelard Copy Share
“The river - with the sunlight flashing from its dancing wavelets, gilding gold the grey-green beech-trunks, glinting through the dark, cool wood paths, chasing… — Jerome K. Jerome Copy Share Image
“Alchemy is the name of this temple of images. Here a towering wall of video flashes glamorous vamps and alien androgynes over the heads of the crowd; the black cupid’s bow of Louise Brooks’ lips, the arch of David Bowie’s eyebrow, the Art Deco planes of Fritz Lang’s subversive female android. The demigods of the modern world, as glimpsed through… — Karen D. Best Copy Share
“We walked in so pure and bright a light, gilding the withered grass and leaves, so softly and serenely bright, I thought I had never bathed in such a golden flood, without a ripple or a murmur to it. The west side of every wood and rising ground gleamed like the boundary of Elysium, and the sun on our backs… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share
“My eyes wandered over the wall of pines circling the water. A short walk through these woods can yield tales as ancient as the… — Bryan Wiggins Copy Share Image
“Oh, the meadows were gold and the sky so blue, I traveled down that pebble path I so well knew. The sun shined on down through trees so green And I picked white flowers for which I was so keen. Oh sweet lilies of mine, the beauty you shine, Over hilltops and streams below, You bend in the breeze and… — Katlyn Charlesworth Copy Share
“The fountains mingle with the river, And the rivers with the ocean; The winds of heaven mix forever, With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle:— Why not I with thine? See! the mountains kiss high heaven, And the waves clasp one another; No sister flower would… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
“Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Time hath not yet so dried this blood of mine, Nor age so eat up my invention, Nor fortune made such havoc of my… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Divers philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep’st so sound. Julius Caesar (2.1.248-251)” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image