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Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me,
That now she knows. Waller |
rose
Unkempt about those hedges blows An English unofficial rose. ~Rupert Brooke |
You spotted snakes with double tongue,
Thorny hedge-hogs, not be seen. Midsummer Night's Dream |
seen
Justice must not only be seen to be done but has to be seen to be believed. J.B.Morton |
The padre said."Whatever have you been and done and gone?"
W S Gilbert (of G and Sullivan ) |
done
One never notices what has been done ; one can only see what remains to be done . Marie Curie |
The thorns he spares when the rose is taken.
The rocks are left when he wastes the plain. The wind that wanders, the weeds wind-shaken, These remain. Swinburne |
Rose
What's in a name? That which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet . William Shakespeare |
name
'Yossarian? Is that his name? Yossarian? What the hell kind of name is Yossarian?' Luitenant Scheisskopf had the facts at his fingertips. 'It's Yossarian's name, sir,' he explained. ~ Joseph Heller, Catch-22 |
Blot out his name, then, record one lost soul more,
One task more declined, one more footpath untrod. Robert Browning |
soul
One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul, and yet no one ever comes to sit by it. ~ Vincent van Gogh |
And though they sweep their hearths no less
Than maids were wont to do Yet who of late for cleanliness Finds sixpence in her shoe? Corbet |
Maid
Being an old maid is like death by drowning , a really delightful sensation after you cease to struggle . Edna Ferber |
sensation
The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain. ~ Lord Byron |
life
Life is just a bowl of cherries. Proverb |
cherries
Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring My summer wine is really made from all these things ~ The Corrs |
Spring
In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love . Lord Tennyson |
spring
To begin at the beginning: It is spring, moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black. ~Dylan Thomas |
night
Through the night was made for loving , & the day returns too soon , Yet we'll go no more a roving By the light of the moon Byron G. Gordon |
light
And she was blinded by the light Cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night Blinded by the light She got down, but she never got tight, but she'll make it alright ~ Springsteen |
light
When I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days in this dark world & wide , & that one talent which is death to hide . Lodged with me useless. John Milton |
to
And they say that a hero could save us, I'm not gonna stand here and wait. I'll hold on to the wings of the eagles, watch as we all fly away. ~Chad Kroeger |
they
I should've read the novels Believed every word But the stories they wrote Were so different to ones that I'd heard ~The Beautiful South |
stories
She likes stories that make her cry - I think we all do , it's so nice to feel sad when you've nothing particular to be sad about . Annie Sullivian |
be
If I ever write the story of my life, don't be suprised if you're where it begins. Rascall Flatts |
story
And the sound we make together Is the music to the story in your eyes It's been shining down upon us, now I realize Justin Hayward |
I
How can I stand here with you, and not be moved by you? Jason Wade~Lifehouse~Everything |
To love or not, in this we stand or fall.
Milton (not the Monster) |
Love
All You Need Is Love.. John Lennon |
Love, look at the two of us,
Strangers in every way. Let's take a lifetime to say, I knew you well......... Carpenters |
Strangers
Strangers in the night Two lonely people we were Strangers in the night Up to the moment when we Said our first hello Little did we know Love was just a glance away A warm embracing dance away Peter Baumann |
strangers
I have always depended on the kindness of strangers . Tennessee Williams |
always
"She said 'It's cold outside' and she hands me my raincoat. She's always worried about things like that." Rob Thomas~Matchbox 20~3am |
As cold as any stone.
Henry V (WS) |
stone
"If a great wave shall fall, it'll fall upon us all. In between the sand and stone could you make it on your own." The Calling~Wherever You Will Go |
sand
To see a World in a grain of sand , And a Heaven in a wild flower , Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand , And Eternity in a hour . William Blake |
Three years she grew in sun and shower
Then Nature said, 'A lovelier flower On Earth was never sown This child I to myself will take She will be mine and I will take A Lady of my own. Wordsworth |
lady
I met a lady in the meads Full beautiful, a faery's child Her hair was long, her foot was light, And her eyes were wild. ~ John Keats |
The land of Faery
Where nobody gets old and godly and grave, Where nobody gets old and crafty and wise, Where nobody gets old and bitter of tongue. Yeats |
Grave
I shall soon be laid in the queit grave --thank God for the queit grave--O ! I can feel the cold earth upon me --the daisies growing over me-- O for this queit- it will be my first . John Keats |
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