“The laws of Pluto's kingdom know small difference between king and cobbler, manager and call-boy; and, if haply your dates of life were conterminant, you are quietly taking your passage, cheek by cheek (O ignoble levelling of Death) with the shade of some recently departed candle-snuffer.” IfsKnowsLawDifferencesBoysKingsKingdomsManagersShadePassagesCandleCheeksDepartedIgnoblePlutoCobblersSmall Differences Book:Delphi Complete Works of Charles and Mary Lamb (Illustrated) Source: Delphi Complete Works of Charles and Mary Lamb (Illustrated)
“His brow is seamed with line and scar; His cheek is red and dark as wine; The fires as of a Northern star Beneath his cap of sable shine. His right hand, bared of leathern glove, Hangs open like an iron gin, You stoop to see his pulses move, To hear the blood sweep out and in. He looks some king, so solitary In earnest thought he seems to stand, As if across a lonely sea He gazed impatient of the land. Out of the noisy centuries The foolish and the fearful fade; Yet burn unquenched these warrior eyes, Time hath not dimmed, nor death dismayed.” IfsLooksHandsSeemsEyeMovingStarsLinesDarkFireBloodSeaLandCenturyKingsRedLonelyWineShiningFoolishWarriorIronScarFearfulFadesCheeksSolitaryEarnestPulseImpatientCapsGlovesBrowsNoisyGinStoopsDismayedNorthern Star Book:Collected Poems, 1901-1918 Source: Collected Poems, 1901-1918
“The king lifted a hand to her cheek and kissed her. It was not a kiss between strangers, not even a kiss between a bride and groom. It was a kiss between a man and his wife, and when it was over, the king closed his eyes and rested his forehead in the hollow of the queen's shoulder, like a man seeking respite, like a man reaching home at the end of the day.” MenEndsHomeHandsEyeWifeKingsKissingSeekingStrangerShouldersQueensHis EyesReachingThe End Of The DayCheeksHollowBridesForeheadsRespiteAttoliaBride And GroomKing Of Attolia Author:Megan Whalen Turner
“The Cicada sing an endless song in the long grass, smells run along the earth and falling stars run over the sky, like tears over a cheek. You are the privileged person to whom everything is taken. The Kings of Tarshish shall bring gifts.” PersonsLongRunningEarthSongFallStarsTakenSkyTearsKingsSmellEndlessGrassCheeksPrivilegedCicadasLong Grass Book:Out of Africa Source: Out of Africa