No more by summer breezes fanned,
The place was desolate and gray;
But still my dream was to command
New life into that shrunken clay.
No more by summer breezes fanned,
The place was desolate and gray;
But still my dream was to command
New life into that shrunken clay.
I shall go the way of the open sea, to the lands I knew before you came, and the cool ocean breezes shall blow from me the memory of your name.
We spend most of our time and energy in a kind of horizontal thinking. We move along the surface of things... but there are times when we stop. We sit sill. We lose ourselves in a pile of leaves or its memory. We listen and breezes from a whole other world begin to whisper.
Now the sunset breezes shiver, And she's fading down the river, But in England's song for ever She's the Fighting Temeraire.
Pleasant fragrances of the breezes of love blow from the lovers even thought they might conceal it. The effects of these breezes bear witness to them even if they disguise it and are apparent even if they hide it.
I learned what is obvious to a child. That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals. That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered.
As for long-range plans, Ritchey said he will let the horse dictate the timing and which races to plan for. Once he has some long gallops and a couple of breezes, I'll know a lot more, ... It would be an extremely hard task to get to the Breeders' Cup. The only way is if everything goes perfectly and I can find the right prep for him. But I've told the owners, let's just get him back and find a spot. There is always the Cigar Mile (gr. I) at the end of November, then we'll have a lot of races to choose from next year. It should be a fun experience.
Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver; Thro' the wave that runs for ever; By the island in the river.
Summer bachelors, like summer breezes, are never as cool as they pretend to be.
There is no glory in star or blossom till looked upon by a loving eye; There is no fragrance in April breezes till breathed with joy as they wander by.
Youth is like spring, an overpraised season more remarkable for biting winds than genial breezes. Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.
April O fair mid-spring, besung so oft and oft, How can I praise thy loveliness enow Thy sun that burns not, and thy breezes soft That o'er the blossoms of the orchard blow, The thousand things that 'neath the young leaves grow, The hopes and chances of.
The tidy Breezes, with their Brooms --
Sweep vale -- and hill -- and tree!
A lot of South America, the tropical breezes, the beauty and the Spanish feel like home to me.
Husband and Wife Whatever I said and whatever you said, I love you. The word and the moment forever have fled I love you. The breezes may ruffle the stream in its flow, But tranquil and clear are the waters below And under all tumult you feel and you know I love you. Whatever you did and whatever I did, I love you. Whatever is open, whatever is hid, I love you. The strength of the oak makes the tempest a mock, The anchor holds firm in the hurricane's shock Our love is the anchor, the oak and the rock. I love you. Whatever I thought and whatever you thought, I love you. The mood and the passion that made it are naught I love you. For words, thoughts and deeds, though they rankle and smart, May never delude us or hold us apart Who treasure this talisman deep in the heart 'I love you.'
Music is the expression of the movement of the waters, the play of curves described by changing breezes.
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© 2020 Inspirational Stories