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“I have loved flowers that fade,Within whose magic tentsRich hues have marriage madeWith sweet unmemoried scents:A honeymoon delight,A joy of love at sight,That ages in an hourMy song be like a flower!”

Age Joy Song Magic Sweet Flower Sight Delight Fades Scent Hue Honeymoon

Book:Poetical Works Of Robert Brides Excluding The Eight Dramas

Source: Poetical Works Of Robert Brides Excluding The Eight Dramas

“I must be mad, or very tired, When the curve of a blue bay beyond a railroad track Is shrill and sweet to me like the sudden springing of a tune, And the sight of a white church above thin trees in a city square Amazes my eyes as though it were the Parthenon.”

Eye Church White Cities Tree Sweet Sight Blue Mad Tired Track Tunes Squares Curves Railroads Railroad Tracks Parthenon

Author:Amy Lowell

“Above the care of Nature and of State, Suspended in the noon of Night we wait, All slumber nursing, to make sweet and pure, While secret Nature, weaving works the cure. We are the handmaids of the hollow night, The angels of the dark, restoring sight; We go -- the pains of Day to soothe, console -- Awake, arise! Behold thou art made whole.”

Art Made States Whole Care Pain Night Waiting Dark Secret Sweet Pure Angel Sight Arise Cures Awake Hollow Nursing Noon Console Suspended Slumber Restoring Weaving Handmaids

Author:Bram Stoker

“Sweet Swan of Avon! What a sight it were To see thee in our water yet appear.”

Water Sweet Sight Thee Swans Avon

Author:Ben Jonson

“O fairest of creation, last and best Of all God's works, creature in whom excelled Whatever can to sight or thought be formed, Holy, divine, good, amiable, or sweet! How art thou lost, how on a sudden lost, Defaced, deflow'red, and now to death devote? Paradise Lost”

Art Lasts Lost Creation Divine Sweet Holy Creatures Red Sight Paradise Amiable Paradise Lost Book 9

Author:John Milton

“Sweet sleep be with us, one and all! And if upon its stillness fall The visions of a busy brain, We'll have our pleasure o'er again, To warm the heart, to charm the sight, Gay dreams to all! good night, good night.”

Ifs Heart Dream Night Fall Sleep Pleasure Brain Vision Sweet Gay Sight Busy Warm Charm Stillness Good Night Sweet Sleep

Book:Dramas: The separation: a tragedy. The stripling: a tragedy ... written in prose. The phantom: a musical drama. Enthusiasm: a comedy

Source: Dramas: The separation: a tragedy. The stripling: a tragedy ... written in prose. The phantom: a musical drama. Enthusiasm: a comedy

“There is a sight all hearts beguiling-- A youthful mother to her infant smiling, Who with spread arms and dancing feet, A cooing voice, returns its answer sweet.”

Heart Mother Voice Answers Feet Sweet Arms Return Sight Dancing Spread Infant

Book:The Complete Poetical Works of Joanna Baillie

Source: The Complete Poetical Works of Joanna Baillie

“There is no doubt, that man is not built to be a carnivorous animal. What a sweet, pleasing and innocent sight is the spectacle of a table served that way and what a difference to a make up of fuming animal meat, slaughtered and dead! Man in no way has the constitution of a carnivorous being. Hunt and voracity are unnatural to him. Man has neither the sharp pointed teeth or claws to slaughter his prey. On the contrary his hands are made to pick fruits, berries and vegetables and teeth appropriate to chew them.”

“It's easy to lose sight of God when life is sweet and easy, but there is something awesome about despair, and it is the closeness of God when we are at our weakest.”

Life Is Easy Loses Sweet Despair Sight Closeness Life Is Sweet

Author:Kristin Armstrong

“I wanted to tell her that she was the first beautiful thing I had seen in three years. That the sight of her yawning to the back of her hand was enough to drive the breath from me. How I sometimes lost the sense of her words in the sweet fluting of her voice. I wanted to say that if she were with me then somehow nothing could ever be wrong for me again.”

Ifs Years Firsts Sometimes Hands Wanted Beautiful Three Lost Voice Sweet Sight Breaths Three Years Beautiful Things Yawning

Author:Patrick Rothfuss

“And remember, also," added the Princess of Sweet Rhyme, "that many places you would like to see are just off the map and many things you want to know are just out of sight or a little beyond your reach. But someday you'll reach them all, for what you learn today, for no reason at all, will help you discover all the wonderful secrets of tomorrow.”

Knows Want Littles Reason Helping Today Remember Secret Wonderful Sweet Tomorrow Sight Someday No Reason Maps Princess Rhyme Phantom Tollbooth

Book:The phantom tollbooth

Source: The phantom tollbooth

“Ancient one sleeping, waiting to rise When earth's power bleeds sacred red The mark strikes true; Queen Tsi Sgili will devise He shall be washed from his entombing bed Through the hand of the dead he is free Terrible beauty, monstrous sight Ruled again they shall be Women shall kneel to his dark might Kalona's song sounds sweet As we slaughter with cold heat”

Hands Might Earth Song Waiting Sound Dark Sleep Sweet Cold Terrible Bed Red Sight Mark Sacred Ancient Strikes Queens Heat Monstrous Slaughter

Book:Revealed: Number 11 in series

Source: Revealed: Number 11 in series

“It might be lonelier Without the Loneliness - I’m so accustomed to my Fate - Perhaps the Other - Peace - Would interrupt the Dark - And crowd the little Room - Too scant - by Cubits - to contain The Sacrament - of Him - I am not used to Hope - It might intrude upon - Its sweet parade - blaspheme the place - Ordained to Suffering - It might be easier To fail - with Land in Sight - Than gain - My Blue Peninsula - To perish - of Delight -”

Littles Might Used Suffering Dark Rooms Fate Failing Land Loneliness Sweet Easier Gains Sight Blue Crowds Delight Sacraments Accustomed Parades Peninsulas

Book:Selected Poems of Emily Dickinson

Source: Selected Poems of Emily Dickinson

“Lincoln?” she (Beth) asked. “Yes?” “Do you believe in love at first sight?” He made himself look at her face, at her wide-open eyes and earnest forehead. At her unbearably sweet mouth. “I don’t know,” he said. “Do you believe in love before that?” Her breath caught in her throat like a sore hiccup. And then it was too much to keep trying not to kiss her.”