Quotes about unruly, page 2
Three Women
My love is young, so young;
Young is her cheek, and her throat,
And life is a song to be sung
With love the word for each note.
Young is her cheek and her throat;
Her eyes have the smile o' May.
And love is the word for each note
In the song of my life to-day.
Her eyes have the smile o' May;
Her heart is the heart of a dove,
And the song of my life to-day
Is love, beautiful love.
Her heart is the heart of a dove,
Ah, would it but fly to my breast
Where love, beautiful love,
Has made it a downy nest.
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poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Hope is a very unruly emotion.
quote by Gloria Steinem
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The infinite in mathematics is alway unruly unless it is properly treated.
quote by James Newman
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His hair unruly, drip
After a shower from skies;
Girl smiles, averts eyes...
haiku by Mamta Agarwal
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Busy old fool, unruly Sun, why dost thou thus through windows and through curtains call on us? Must to thy motions lovers seasons run?
quote by John Donne
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The Orchestra
Manipulator in a mess?
Unruly musicians
take no notice and unscripted.
The play is out of tune
and the audience's hoot is melodious.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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In order to master the unruly torrent of life the learned man meditates, the poet quivers, and the political hero erects the fortress of his will.
quote by Jose Ortega y Gasset
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Samuel Shortridge
Like a worn mother he attempts in vain
To still the unruly Crier of his brain:
The more he rocks the cradle of his chin
The more uproarious grows the brat within.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Like A Mango Tree
like a mango tree bearing so many fruits
this month of May
the unruly children gather around
with stones and sticks
and beat each branch
and both the young and
mature fruits fall
without a careful
segregation
what a waste!
the moral lesson is:
do not be too fruitful, just be leaves and twigs.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Different environment
So long you were child, you were pardoned
Your late coming and unruly behavior condoned
This was golden period and you enjoyed
Now you are in youth and remain annoyed
The reason is well known and uncomfortable
You are confined and lands you in trouble
You are reminded of your growing age
You feel disheartened and find on the edge
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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