Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers tears. What is it else A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers tears. What is it else A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet.
That's quite a luxury compared to the days when I was doing research with two people squeezed into one fume hood.
It's better that they fake it at the podium and show some class than let old feuds fume. It's important to forget those petty squabbles, look at the big picture and thank the people they disagreed with.
I want all hellions to quit puffing that hell fume in God's clean air.
My idea of forgiveness is letting go of resentment that does not serve your better interest, ridding yourself of negative thoughts. All they do is make you miserable. Believe me, you can fret and fume all you want, but whoever it was that wronged you is not suffering from your anguish whatsoever.
He never mocks, For mockery is the fume of little hearts.
Love is a smoke rais'd by the fume of sighs.
To know That which before us lies in daily life, Is the prime Wisdom what is more, is fume, Or emptiness, or fond impertinence
You may build castles in the air, and fume, and fret, and grow thin and lean, and pale and ugly, if you please. But I tell you, no man worth having is true to his wife, or can be true to his wife, or ever was, or will be so.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
A custom loathsome to the eye, hateful to the nose, harmful to the brain, dangerous to the lungs, and in the black, stinking fume thereof, nearest resembling the horrible Stygian smoke of the pit that is bottomless.
Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of sighs;
Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;
Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears.
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© 2020 Inspirational Stories