“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].
“The autumn comes, a maiden fair In slenderness and grace, With nodding rice-stems in her hair And lilies in her face. In flowers of grasses she is clad; And as she moves along, Birds greet her with their cooing glad Like bracelets' tinkling song.” FacesMovingSongGraceFlowerHairBirdFairsGladGrassAutumnStemRiceLiliesMaidensNoddingBracelet Book:Kalidasa translations of Shakuntala, and other works Source: Kalidasa translations of Shakuntala, and other works
“What we've established (in San Diego) with my growing family is hard to re-create. It's hard to up and re-create that. I know that moves are part of life. But that certainty is fair to say that (not being sold on moving to Los Angeles) is part of it. The good thing is I'm not under contract in a year where we'd potentially be in Los Angeles.” KnowsYearsHardMovingGrowingFairsGood ThingsCertaintyLos AngelesContractsParts Of LifeSan Diego Author:Philip Rivers