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“I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth's sweet flowing breast.”

Thinking Earth Tree Sweet Mouths Lovely Hungry Forests Breasts Breastfeeding Forests And Trees Nature's Beauty Arbor Day Inspirational Tree

Book:Joyce Kilmer: Memoir and poems

Source: Joyce Kilmer: Memoir and poems

“When we hear complaints of the wretchedness or vanity of human life, the proper answer to them would be that there is hardly any one who at some point or other has not been in love. If we consider the high abstraction of this feeling, its depth, its purity, its voluptuous refinement, even in the meanest breast, how sacred and how sweet it is, this alone may reconcile us to the lot of humanity. That drop of balm turns the bitter cup to a delicious nectar.”

Source: The Round Table. A collection of Essays ... By W. H. and Leigh Hunt

“Nature that framed us of four elements, Warring within our breasts for regiment, Doth teach us all to have aspiring minds: Our souls, whose faculties can comprehend The wondrous architecture of the world, And measure every wandering planet's course, Still climbing after knowledge infinite, And always moving as the restless spheres, Wills us to wear ourselves, and never rest, Until we reach the ripest fruit of all, That perfect bliss and sole felicity, The sweet fruition of an earthly crown.”

“Oft as by chance, a little while apart The pall of empty, loveless hours withdrawn, Sweet Beauty, opening on the impoverished heart, Beams like a jewel on the breast of dawn.”

Heart Littles Hours Chance Beauty Sweet Empty Opening Dawn Breasts Jewels Beam Loveless

Book:Alan Seeger: the complete works

Source: Alan Seeger: the complete works

“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.”

Sometimes Song Language Grows Sound Sleep Sweet Wind Arms Lows All Things Calm Forests Ships Wander Breasts Tall Strain Floats Crystals Soothing Slumber Dreamy Lulls Tall Ships

Author:Letitia Elizabeth Landon

“Nature, they say, doth dote, And cannot make a man Save on some worn-out plan Repeating us by rote: For him her Old World moulds aside she threw And, choosing sweet clay from the breast Of the unexhausted West, With stuff untainted shaped a hero new.”

Men World Stuff Plans Creation Sweet Hero West Breasts Worn Clay Worn Out Mould Old World

Book:The poetical works of James Russell Lowell

Source: The poetical works of James Russell Lowell

“Sweet is the day of sacred rest; No mortal cares shall seize my breast; O may my heart in tune be found Like David's harp of solemn sound.”

Heart May Care Found Sound Sweet My Heart Sacred Mortals Breasts Tunes Solemn Harps

Book:An Arrangement of the Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs of the Rev. Isaac Watts

Source: An Arrangement of the Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs of the Rev. Isaac Watts

“I take this pain, Lord Jesus, From Thine own hand; The strength to bear it bravely Thou wilt command. I am too weak for effort. So let me rest, In hush of sweet submission On Thine own breast.”

Hands Pain Jesus Effort Lord Sweet Bears Weak Let Me Command Breasts Submission Resignation Hush

Book:Poetical works

Source: Poetical works

“Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon; Rest, rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon; Father will come to his babe in the nest, Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver moon: Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep.”

Littles Mother Father Water Sleep Sea Dying Sweet Wind Moon Lows West Western Blow Breathe Thee Breasts Silver Rolling Sail Nests Babe

Author:Alfred Lord Tennyson

“Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast! Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest.”

Eye Sleep Sweet Breasts Romeo And Juliet Play Romeo And Juliet Romeo

Author:William Shakespeare

“Egeria! sweet creation of some heart Which found no mortal resting-place so fair As thine ideal breast.”

Heart Found Creation Sweet Fairs Ideals Mortals Breasts

Book:CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE

Source: CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE

“I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed Against the earth's sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree.”

“Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art--- Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores, Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask Of snow upon the mountains and the moors--- No---yet still stedfast, still unchangeable, Pillowed upon my fair love's ripening breast, To feel for ever its soft fall and swell, Awake for ever in a sweet unrest, Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath, And so live ever---or else swoon in death.”

“Here I am in the garden laughing an old woman with heavy breasts and a nicely mapped face how did this happen well that's who I wanted to be at last a woman in the old style sitting stout thighs apart under a big skirt grandchild sliding on off my lap a pleasant summer perspiration that's my old man across the yard he's talking to the meter reader he's telling him the world's sad story how electricity is oil or uranium and so forth I tell my grandson run over to your grandpa ask him to sit beside me for a minute I am suddenly exhausted by my desire to kiss his sweet explaining lips.”

Source: Begin Again: Poems by Gracey Paley