“Never did form more fairy thread the dance Than she who scours the hills to find it flowers; Never did sweeter lips chained ears entrance Than hers that move, true to its striking hours; No hands so white e'er decked the warrior's lance, As those which tend its lamp as darkness lours; And never since dear Christ expired for man, Had holy shrine so fair a sacristan.” MenHandsMovingFormChristHoursWhiteDarknessFlowerHolyFairsEarsLipsDearWarriorHillsFairyThreadLampsEntrancesChainedShrinesExpired Book:Madonna's child [a poem]. Source: Madonna's child [a poem].
“conversation is like a dear little baby that is brought in to be handed round. You must rock it, nurse it, keep it on the move if you want it to keep smiling.” IfsWantLittlesMovingRocksBabyConversationRoundsDearNurseKeep Smiling Book:The Short Stories of Katherine Mansfield Source: The Short Stories of Katherine Mansfield