Quotes about sear, page 4
Spare
Spare, as, era, pea, asp, apes, peas, are, reap, rap, rape;
Say to the king and the queen of my town that, they should humble themselves!
For the time of war is at hand;
Because the people have failed to understand the true meaning of peace,
And the summer rains have set in.
Spare, sear, ape, rapes, raps, spear, ear, sap sera;
Take a minute to think about the first war in your town!
And like the moment of the next war at hand;
Because your people have failed to understand the true menaing of peace!
But the summer rains have now set in.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Taking up the fair Ideal
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Taking up the fair Ideal,
Just to cast her down
When a fracture—we discover—
Or a splintered Crown—
Makes the Heavens portable—
And the Gods—a lie—
Doubtless—"Adam"&md ash;scowled at Eden—
For his perjury!
Cherishing—our pool Ideal—
Till in purer dress—
We behold her—glorified—
Comforts—sear ch—like this—
Till the broken creatures—
We adored—for whole—
Stains—all washed—
Transfigured—mended—
Meet us—with a smile—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Love Sonnet XLIV
Love is the sepulchre of all my sin,
If it be sin to let the body sink
In that slow dying the sick senses drink
That ne’er have felt true Love’s delight rush in.
Hot Vice may sear the bloom of Beauty’s skin
Polluting Virtue with a painted wink,
But Love smiles lightly at such guilt, I think,
And cures corruption e’er her ills begin.
I cannot tell the wonder of desire
That flames my cheek when you are by my side.
Nor dare I speak the secret of that bliss
That sets the senses of my soul on fire.
Ah Love! all my sin vanished into pride
When I drank Heaven from your first pure kiss.
poem by Zora Bernice May Cross
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Sonnet. On Leigh Hunt's Poem 'The Story of Rimini
Who loves to peer up at the morning sun,
With half-shut eyes and comfortable cheek,
Let him with this sweet tale full often seek
For meadows where the little rivers run;
Who loves to linger with that brightest one
Of Heaven -- Hesperus -- let him lowly speak
These numbers to the night and starlight meek,
Or moon, if that her hunting be begun.
He who knows these delights, and, too, is prone
To moralize upon a smile or tear,
Will find at once a region of his own,
A bower for his spirit, and will steer
To alleys where the fir-tree drops its cone,
Where robins hop, and fallen leaves are sear.
poem by John Keats
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Miserable
Miserable, able, era, are, ear, bear, bare, beam, bale, ale, sear, mare, lease, is, lies, arms, ease;
Of few days on your love and of several days to understand your ways!
But sternly noted is the muse of your act;
However you are not so important after all,
Because you failed to honour your promise! !
Miserable, lame, meal, bars, bears, bares, me, am, raise, ram rise, mire, male, arm, lie, ream;
Of the love that we shared when your muse was much noted to all!
But we are all in this game together;
However you are not so important after all,
Because you failed to honour your promise! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Prayer of a Soldier in France
1 My shoulders ache beneath my pack
2 (Lie easier, Cross, upon His back).
3 I march with feet that burn and smart
4 (Tread, Holy Feet, upon my heart).
5 Men shout at me who may not speak
6 (They scourged Thy back and smote Thy cheek).
7 I may not lift a hand to clear
8 My eyes of salty drops that sear.
9 (Then shall my fickle soul forget
10 Thy agony of Bloody Sweat?)
11 My rifle hand is stiff and numb
12 (From Thy pierced palm red rivers come).
13 Lord, Thou didst suffer more for me
14 Than all the hosts of land and sea.
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poem by Joyce Kilmer
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Gone But Not Forgotten
Tub, rub, sub, dub, grub, club, blub;
I still have the pieces of you!
And like the host of relatives and friends.
Drip, trip, rip, drip, blip, flip, strip, grip!
In my room,
On my bed,
To put things together;
But, silence is the voice we love to hear with the tender of love.
Hub, cub, flub, nub, stub, pub, chub;
Ray, say! !
Yearns, year, years, earn, earns, era, eras, are;
Long, strong!
But, we will meet once again.
Ear, ears, near, nears, yes, sea, sear, an, as;
Just one day! !
In my life,
In your life,
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poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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[Month of] December
Hoar Time about the house betakes him slow,
Seeking an entry for his weariness.
And in that dreadful company distress
And the sad night with silent footsteps go.
On my poor fire the brands are scarce aglow,
And in the woods without what memories press
Where, waning in the trees from less to less,
Mysterious bangs the hom6d moon and low.
For now December, full of aged care,
Comes in upon the yea and weakly grieves;
Mumbling his lost desires and his despair; .
And with mad trembling hand still interweaves,
The dank sear flower-stalks tangled in his hair,
While round about him whirl the rotten leaves.
poem by Hilaire Belloc
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Art And Love
He faced his canvas (as a seer whose ken
Pierces the crust of this existence through)
And smiled beyond on that his genius knew
Ere mated with his being. Conscious then
Of his high theme alone, he smiled again
Straight back upon himself in many a hue
And tint, and light and shade, which slowly grew
Enfeatured of a fair girl's face, as when
First time she smiles for love's sake with no fear.
So wrought he, witless that behind him leant
A woman, with old features, dim and sear,
And glamoured eyes that felt the brimming tear,
And with a voice, like some sad instrument,
That sighing said, 'I'm dead there; love me here!'
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Readers
Wormed,
I have died many times in this life;
Dragged,
I have suffered many times in this life;
But my readers will learn from me like the sea of love,
For, i am with the works of peace in this world.
Readers, reed, read, dear, deer, ear, ears, are, red;
Now i feel safe with you,
But the level of your love stems out from your hearts! !
Readers, sad, rare, dare, sear, seer, see, sea, as;
And like the muse of your love!
For, it comes out straight from the heart.
Readers,
My source of pleasure;
Readers,
The source of my hope;
But, forgivde me if i have wronged you,
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poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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