Locke sank into a swoon The Garden died God took the spinning-jenny Out of his side.
Locke sank into a swoon The Garden died God took the spinning-jenny Out of his side.
Said, Dear, I love thee; and I sank and quailed
As if God's future thundered on my past.
I was born on the day Lincoln was shot and the Titanic sank.
No man ever sank under the burden of the day. It is when tomorrow's burden is added to the burden of today that the weight is more than a man can bear.
Let us now bask under the spreading trees said Bernard in a passionate tone. Oh yes lets said Ethel and she opened her dainty parasole and sank down upon the long grass. She closed her eyes but was far from asleep.
But now, at length, dear Dian sank from sight,
Into a western couch of thunder-cloud;
And thou, a ghost, amid the entombing trees
Didst glide away.
Certain miracles that I beheld there have haunted my memory ever since a gray April morning of sirocco, when the almond blossoms, the flaming tulips, the young green of the vines, hung as if painted on the motionless air a summer night when the roses had an unearthly pallor under a half-eaten moon, whose ghostliness was somehow one with their perfume and with the phosphorescence of dew tipping their petals a day when the trees stood part submerged in fog, into which leaves dropped slowly, slowly, one after another, and sank out of sight.
Meanwhile, fears of universal disaster sank to an all time low over the world.
Pilot's dread, fury of blind driver,
turbulent drunkenness of love, in you everything sank!
And that dismal cry rose slowly And sank slowly through the air, Full of spirit's melancholy And eternity's despair And they heard the words it said, 'Pan is dead great Pan is dead Pan, Pan is dead'
Asked how he became a Navy hero, It was involuntary. They sank my boat.
The ships we sank with women and children aboard. The lifeboats we shelled. Mmm... we were good at that.
She died at play,
Gambolled away
Her lease of spotted hours,
Then sank as gaily as a Turn
Upon a Couch of flowers.
And sank to death and cowardice?
It has been well said that no man ever sank under the burden of the day. It is, when tomorrows burden is added to the burden of today, that the weight is more than a man can bear. Never load yourselves so, my friends. If you find yourselves so loaded, at least remember this it is your own doing, not Gods. He begs you to leave the future to Him, and mind the present.
You girdled sorrow, you clung to desire,
sadness stunned you, in you everything sank!
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories