“Blows the wind to-day, and the sun and the rain are flying, Blows the wind on the moors to-day and now, Where about the graves of the martyrs the whaups are crying, My heart remembers how!” HeartRememberSunCryWindMy HeartRainBlowFlyingGravesWeatherMartyrMoors Author:Robert Louis Stevenson
“The bud, though plucked, would not be withered, only transplanted to a fitter soil to ripen and blow beneath a brighter sun; and though I might not cherish and watch my child's unfolding intellect, he would be snatched away from all the suffering and sins of earth; and my understanding tells me this would be no great evil; but my heart shrinks from the contemplation of such a possibility, and whispers I could not bear to see him die.” HeartChildrenMightWould BeEarthSufferingDiesEvilUnderstandingSinWatchesSunPossibilityBearsMy HeartBlowIntellectMy ChildrenContemplationSoilCherishShrinksBrighterBudUnfoldingWithered Author:Anne Bronte
“Ho! Ho! Ho! To the bottle I go To heal my heart and drown my woe Rain may fall, and wind may blow And many miles be still to go But under a tall tree will I lie And let the clouds go sailing by” HeartMayStillsLyingFallTreeWindMy HeartRainDrinkingCloudsBlowAlcoholMilesHealTallBottlesSailingWoeLiquorFunny DrinkingDrinking FunnyTall Trees Book:The Fellowship of the Ring: Being the First Part of The Lord of the Rings Source: The Fellowship of the Ring: Being the First Part of The Lord of the Rings
“Batter my heart, three-personed God, for you As yet but knock; breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.” HeartMayThreeForceBreakMy HeartShiningBlowBreathe Author:John Donne