“I can not sing the old songs now! It is not that I deem them low, 'Tis that I can't remember how They go.” I CanRememberSongLowsCan NotOld Song Book:Fly leaves, by C.S.C. Source: Fly leaves, by C.S.C.
“Low gurgling laughter, as sweet As the swallow's song i' the South, And a ripple of dimples that, dancing, meet By the curves of a perfect mouth.” SongPerfectSweetLowsLaughterMouthsDancingSouthCurvesRippleDimples Book:Poems of Paul Hamilton Hayne Source: Poems of Paul Hamilton Hayne
“We'd be making sail in the dawn, with a fair breeze, singing a chanty song wid no care to it. And astern the land would be sinking low and dying out, but we'd give it no heed but a laugh, and never look behind. For the day that was, was enough, for we was free men - and I'm thinking 'tis only slaves do be giving heed to the day that's gone or the day to come - until they're old like me.” ThinkingMenGivingLooksEnoughWould BeCareSongBehindsLaughingGoneLandDyingSingingLowsFairsSlaveLike MeDawnSailBreezeHeedFree ManSinkingDays To Come Book:The Hairy Ape Source: The Hairy Ape
“What good men most biologists are, the tenors of the scientific world - temperamental, moody, lecherous, loud-laughing, and healthy. Your true biologist will sing you a song as loud and off-key as will a blacksmith, for he knows that morals are too often diagnostic of prostatitis and stomach ulcers. Sometimes he may proliferate a little too much in all directions, but he is as easy to kill as any other organism, and meanwhile he is very good company, and at least he does not confuse a low hormone productivity with moral ethics.” KnowsMenWorldMayLittlesDoeSometimesSongEasyCompanyMoralLaughingToo MuchKeysHealthyLowsEthicsVery GoodProductivityLoudGood ManStomachOrganismsHormonesAnd OffBiologistGood CompanyMoodyTenorsMoral EthicsUlcersBlacksmiths Author:John Steinbeck
“The wind has a language, I would I could learn! Sometimes 'tis soothing, and sometimes 'tis stern, Sometimes it comes like a low sweet song, And all things grow calm, as the sound floats along, And the forest is lull'd by the dreamy strain, And slumber sinks down on the wandering main, And its crystal arms are folded in rest, And the tall ship sleeps on its heaving breast.” SometimesSongLanguageGrowsSoundSleepSweetWindArmsLowsAll ThingsCalmForestsShipsWanderBreastsTallStrainFloatsCrystalsSoothingSlumberDreamyLullsTall Ships Author:Letitia Elizabeth Landon
“Sing, seraph with the glory! heaven is high. Sing, poet with the sorrow! earth is low. The universe's inward voices cry "Amen" to either song of joy and woe. Sing, seraph, poet! sing on equally!” EarthJoySongUniverseHeavenVoiceCryPoetSorrowLowsGlorySingersInwardWoeAmen Book:Poems Source: Poems
“Sister Simplicitie! Sing, sing a song to me,-- Sing me to sleep! Some legend low and long, Slow as the summer song Of the dull Deep.” LongSongSleepSummerLowsDullLegends Author:Sydney Thompson Dobell