Strength instead of being the lusty child of passion, grows by grappling with and subduing them.
Quotes about lusty (16 Quotes)
I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling.
The horn, the horn, the lusty horn Is not a thing to laugh to scorn.
from forth a copse that neighbours by,
A breeding jennet, lusty, young, and proud,
Adonis' trampling courser doth espy,
And forth she rushes, snorts and neighs aloud;
The strong-neck'd steed, being tied unto a tree,
Breaketh his rein, and to her straight goes he.
What critics call dirty in our pictures, they call lusty in foreign films.
That's Roman wormwood that's pigweed that's sorrel that's pipergrass have at him, chop him up, turn his roots upward to the sun, don't let him have a fibre in the shade, if you do he'll turn himself t'other side up and be as green as a leek in two days. A long war, not with cranes, but with weeds, those Trojans who had sun and rain and dews on their side. Daily the beans saw me come to their rescue armed with a hoe, and thin the ranks of their enemies, filling up the trenches with weed dead. May a lusty crestwaving Hector, that towered a whole foot above his crowding comrades, fell before my weapon and rolled in the dust.
Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood.
The month of May was come, when every lusty heart beginneth to blossom, and to bring forth fruit.
The hair was a Vaseline cathedral, the mouth a touchingly uncertain sneer of allure. One, two-wham Like a berserk blender the lusty young pelvis whirred and the notorious git-tar slammed forward with a jolt that symbolically deflowered a generation of teenagers and knocked chips off 90 million older shoulders. Then out of the half-melted vanilla face a wild black baritone came bawling in orgasmic lurches. Whu-huh-huh-huh f'the money Two f'the show Three t'git riddy naa GO CAAT GO.
Then being asked, where all thy beauty lies,
Where all the treasure of thy lusty days,
To say within thine own deep sunken eyes,
Were an all-eating shame, and thriftless praise.
And I like the way Cain writes his women. Very strong. They're kind of lusty, they know what they want, they're full of conviction. Cain's women are sexual.
Farms and in castles, in homes, studies, and cloisters - where sensible people manage to live relatively lusty and decent lives, as moral as they must be, as free as they may be, and as masterly as they can be. If we only knew it, this elusive arrangement is happiness.
Give me a spirit that on this lifes rough sea Loves thave his sails filled with a lusty wind, Even till his sail-yards tremble, his masts crack, And his ship run on her side so low That she drinks water, and her keel plows air.
O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stained With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit Beneath my shady roof there thou may'st rest, And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe And all the daughters of the year shall dance Sing now the lusty song of fruit and flowers.
Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly let me go with you.
If lusty love should go in quest of beauty,
Where should he find it fairer than in Blanch?