Great saying by great authors Quote by Yvor Winters Download Open image “Far out of sight forever standsthe sea, Bounding the land with pale tranquillity.” — Yvor Winters ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.6 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare Great saying by great authors
Far out of sight forever stands the sea, Bounding the land with pale tranquillity. — Yvor Winters Copy Share Image
Everything that has been is eternal: the sea will wash it up again. — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
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One does not discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the shore for a very long time. Variants include "You can never… — Christopher Columbus Copy Share Image
One doesn't discover new lands without consenting to lose sight, for a very long time, of the shore. — Andre Gide Copy Share Image
Oh God! that one might read the book of fate, And see the revolution of the times Make mountains level, and the continent, Weary… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Even though poetry was written for the 'minds ear' as well as the physical ear, the minds ear can be trained only by the… — Yvor Winters Copy Share Image
The land is numb. It stands beneath the feet, and one may come Walking securely, till the sea extends Its limber margin, and precision… — Yvor Winters Copy Share Image
By practice and conviction formed, With ancient stubbornness ingrained, Although her body clung and swarmed, My own identity remained. — Yvor Winters Copy Share Image
Far out of sight forever stands the sea, Bounding the land with pale tranquillity. — Yvor Winters Copy Share Image
“And when I found your flesh did not resist, It was the living spirit that I kissed.” — YVOR WINTERS Copy Share Image
And one rose in a tent of sea and gave A darkening shudder; water fell away; The whale stood shining, and then sank in… — Yvor Winters Copy Share Image
Professors of literature, who for the most part are genteel but mediocre men, can make but a poor defense of their profession, and the… — Yvor Winters Copy Share Image
Gascoigne, Ben Jonson, Greville, Raleigh, Donne, Poets who wrote great poems, one by one, And spaced by many years, each line an act Through… — Yvor Winters Copy Share Image
The rain of matter upon sense Destroys me momently. The score: There comes what will come. — Yvor Winters Copy Share Image
The passion to condense from book to book Unbroken wisdom in a single look, Though we know well that when this fix the head,… — Yvor Winters Copy Share Image
“To say that a poet is justified in employing a disintegrating form in order to express a feeling of disintegration, is merely a sophistical… — Yvor Winters 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
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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