Being around you is more than my eyes can bare cuz itz crazy how i am wanting you more and more but i know there could never be a future for you and … To My Love I love your blue eyes, I love the way you are always here whenever I need you. I love how Every morning I wa...
Friendship means being able to tell each other anything and understanding without questions. Friendship means being honest with each other no matter what the cost. Friendship means staying up all night and talking about nothing. Friendship means being able to sayI love you!
Dont worry about the tablet, it was a nice thought, but I dont want to see you in that light as not being able to come through. I want your word to mean something to me.Nat LipstadtNat Lipstadt Aug 4just been busy with the grandkids for a 5 day vacation. don't u worry about ...
One night, still haunted by that bright look,The boy, bewildered, his pencil took,And, guided only by memory’s light,Drew the once seen form of the Mountain Sprite. “Oh thou, who lovest the shadow,” criedA voice, low whispering by his side,“Now turn and see, “-here the youth...
(1856). This work contains the purest of his poetry—the most moving because the memory of his dead daughter is at the centre of the book, the most disquieting, also, because it transmits the haunted world of a thinker. In poems such as “Pleurs dans la nuit” and “La Bouche d’...
“emotionally accessible,” the absence of which might have caused some of Emily’s eccentricity. Being rooted in the puritanical Massachusetts of the 1800’s, the Dickinson children were raised in the Christian tradition, and they were expected to take up their father’s religious beliefs and ...
That no being shall ever discoverOne word of the many that rapidly fellFrom the eager lips of my lover.And the moon and the stars that looked overShall never reveal what a fairy-like spellThey wove round about us that night in the dell,In the path through the dew-laden clover;Nor ...
Of an old Abbey, where the chaunted rite, By twice ten brethren of the monkish cowl, Was duly sung; and requiems for the soul ... Charlotte Smith Letter To Maria Gisborne The spider spreads her webs, whether she be In poet's tower, cellar, or barn, or tree; The...
On summer eves by haunted stream." - John Milton,L'Allegro, 1631 "Blessed be the Lord for the beauty of summer and spring, for the air, the water, the verdure, and the song of birds." - Carl von Linnaeus "Live in each season as it passes: breathe the air, drink the drink, tast...
The shadow-haunted night,When we pass out beyond Life’s swinging doorThe road,” he said, “is bright.” Then backward slipped the cowl from off his head,Downward the robe of grey;A radiant presence by the lowly bedGreeted the breaking day. Within the long white ward one lay alone,...