From What-is all the world of things was born But What-is sprang in turn from What-is-not.
From What-is all the world of things was born But What-is sprang in turn from What-is-not.
Was not from a mixture of two races that the Titans sprang?
When I first came to the House of Commons and walked out into the lobby, men sprang to their feet. I asked them to sit down since I'd come to walk around. I didn't want them doing me favours.
A fairy seed I planted, so dry and white and old, there sprang a vine enchanted, with magic flowers of gold.
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three.
Many a truth sprang from an error.
The word was enough. It ran like fire along the line, from man to man, and rose into a shout, with which they sprang forward upon the enemy, now not 30 yards away.
A vast abortion industry, generating some half a billion dollars annually, sprang into existence in the wake of Roe and Doe.
One day when I was young, and walking with a friend, a field dry as straw bloomed with flowers. 'Oh, glory' we breathed, my good friend and I, for the flowers blazed like suns and fire and rainbows. They sprang from folds between hillsides, peeked from pockets of shade. Spiraling dancing they followed us home....
From this, without doubt, sprang the fable. Man created it thus, because it was not given him to see more than himself and nature, which surrounds him; but he created it true with a truth all its own.
Just my vengeance complete, The man sprang to his feet, Stood erect, caught at God's skirts, and prayed So, I was afraid.
Death touched his eyes; the lad sprang up as he saw Death standing by, and, with a voice full of love and hope he said, "Here I am, my beautiful Death.
All your sorrow, Louise, and hatred of me
Sprang from your delusion that it was wantonness
Of spirit and contempt of your soul's rights
Which made me turn to Annabelle and forsake you.
Musical ideas sprang to my mind like a flight of butterflies, and all I had to do was to stretch out my hand to catch them.
In March of 1933 we witnessed a revolution in manner, in mores, in the definition of government. What before had been black or white sprang alive with color.
A visit to Georgia last fall was the starting point of almost everything of worth that I have done. I saw lhe rich dusk beauty. . . . And a deep part of my nature, a part that I had repressed, sprang suddenly to life and responded to them.
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