And we, with Nature's heart in tune,
Concerted harmonies.
-- William Motherwell (1797-1835)
-- Jeannie Morrison
Concerted harmonies.
-- William Motherwell (1797-1835)
-- Jeannie Morrison
Related:
- I 've wandered east, I 've wandered west,
Through many a weary way;
But never, never can forget The love of life's young... - And make my seated heart knock at my ribs,
Against the use of nature.
Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings. ... - To die -- to sleep --
No more -- and, by a sleep, to say we end
The heart-ache,
and the thousand natural shocks, That flesh is heir... - How cruelly sweet are the echoes that start
When memory plays an old tune on the heart!
Eliza Cook (1817-1889) -- Old... - Classical music is the kind that we keep hoping will turn into a tune.
- Kin... - Classical music is the kind we keep thinking will turn
into a tune. ... - Nature is very un-American. Nature never hurries.
William George... - A heart unspotted is not easily daunted.
--
William... - Man is nature's sole mistake.
-- William S.
Gilbert (1836...
From the same category:
- Perhaps you are just different. It's not a sin you know.
Though you may have heard otherwise. -- Tam Elbrum... - O woman, perfect woman! what distraction
Was meant to mankind when thou wast made a devil!
John Fletcher (1576-1625) -- Monsieur Thomas, Act... - Beware the man who makes cream with his mouth; he winds up making
butter with his nose.
Babbaluche the... - Unhappy the land that needs heroes.
--
Bertolt... - The Army is a place where you get up early in the morning to be yelled
at by people with short haircuts and tiny brains.
Dave...
