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Methought I say the footsteps of a throne. - William Wordsworth,
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A sound like a sound of thunder rolled,
And the heart of a nation stirred
WILLIAM ROSS WALLACE
A Sound of Thunder.
EDWARD BURNS
A Sound of Thunder,
RAY BRADBURY
Thrice happy he, who by some shady grove, Far from the clamorous world; doth live his own; Tho...
WILLIAM DRUMMOND (1)
What you see with your eyes are transient and ephemeral,
What you see through your heart is eve...
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When griping grief the heart doth wound,
and doleful dumps the mind opresses,
then music, wi...
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
I go where the sound of thunder is.
ALFRED M. GRAY
Eternal values are much more everlasting than the temporary physical material things.
SUNDAY ADELAJA
Everlasting God!
LAILAH GIFTY AKITA
This earth in which we are living is not our everlasting home
SUNDAY ADELAJA
'Horse thunder' is what I call the sound of galloping hooves.
JOHN FUSCO
we not only wish to be pleased, but to be pleased in that particular
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Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
W. H. AUDEN
Let music sound while he doth make his choice; Then if he lose he makes a swanlike end, Fading...
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We want to make choreographed water fountains with sound, motion and lighting, that's what they do w...
GARY VANDERGRIFF
Thunder may sound a warning, but it's too late for the lightning.
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His breath like silver arrows pierced the air, The naked earth crouched shuddering at his feet, His ...
FRANCES ANNE KEMBLE
Let simple Wordsworth chime his childish verse, / And brother Coleridge lull the babe at nurse.
LORD BYRON
William loathed his family,' Mercer said. 'With cause.
GARTH RISK HALLBERG
Their rising all at once was as the sound Of thunder heard remote.
JOHN MILTON
The heart knoweth his own bitterness; and a stranger doth not intermeddle with his joy.
BIBLE
Love, in my bosom, like a bee, / Doth suck his sweet.
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[One, he observes, is as a corrupt executive in] A Sound of Thunder, ... Thunderbirds.
RAY BRADBURY
Their rising all at once was as the sound
Of thunder heard remote.
JOHN MILTON
I wouldn’t put it past you,” Kaldar said. “Or him. Who knows what the hell he might do?”
ILONA ANDREWS
Thoughts on his own death, like the distant roll of thunder at a picnic.
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Then the Omnipotent Father with his thunder made Olympus tremble, and from Ossa hurled Pelion.
OVID (PUBLIUS OVIDIUS NASO)
RAIN

Thunder skies
dewdrops fall,
timeless motion.

Heavy drizzles, TARA ESTACAAN
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I'm happy with the split. It's kind of like thunder and lightning back there.
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She will rise. With a spine of steel and a roar like thunder, she will rise.
NICOLE LYONS
The sun doth shake Light from his locks, and, all the way Breathing perfumes, doth spice the d...
HENRY VAUGHAN ("THE SILURIST")
Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye,
And where care lodges, sleep will never lie;
...
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
He doth like the ape, that the higher he clymbes the more he shows his ars
FRANCIS BACON SR.
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LEON TROTSKY
When you beat a drum, you create NOW, when silence becomes a sound so enormous and alive it feels li...
RUTH OZEKI
Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round, w...
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE
Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks o...
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Oh, Gods."
His eyes shone with want and predatory satisfaction. "The name's William. It's a com...
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EUGENE ORMANDY
Who doth his owne businesse, foules not his hands.
GEORGE HERBERT
It doth appear you are a worthy judge; You know the law, your exposition Hath been most sound.
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I want to read Keats and Wordsworth, Hemingway, George Orwell.
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I am a genius who has written poems that will survive with the best of Shakespeare, Wordsworth and K...
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Here when the labouring fish does at the foot arrive, And finds that by his strength but vainly he...
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Who doth desire that chaste his wife should be, first be he true, for truth doth truth deserve
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Free societies are societies in motion, and with motion comes friction.
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KENNETH TYNAN
Everlasting farewells! and again, and yet again reverberated - everlasting farewells!
THOMAS DE QUINCEY
Life stands before me like an eternal spring with new and brilliant clothes.
CARL FRIEDRICH GAUSS
Life stands before me like an eternal spring with new and brilliant clothes.
CARL FRIEDRICH GAUß
How great are his signs! and how mighty are his wonders! his kingdom is an everlasting kingdom, and ...
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JAMES THURBER
It was like his body was in slow motion. He was checking out. I pulled his T-shirt back and I could ...
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GAYLE CADY
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Action is transitory a step, a blow, The motion of a muscle, this way or that 'Tis done, and in the ...
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The child is father of the man
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All things that love the sun are out of doors.
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Strongest mindsAre often those of whom the noisy worldHears least.
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William H. Rehnquist is by nature quiet and humble. His legacy is that he has shown us how to disagr...
DOUGLAS KMIEC
While the discreet advise, the foole doth his busines.
GEORGE HERBERT
Thunder is good, thunder is impressive; but it is lightning that does all the work
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He's moving with such purpose that William is scared he might just speed right off the rooftop, like...
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Single minded pursuit of the kingdom of God and his righteousness results in having everlasting life
SUNDAY ADELAJA
I didn't sound anything like Capote at the screen test. It was more like Bob Dylan. In his early...
TOBY JONES
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A. E. HOUSMAN
Mephistopheles: Why, this is hell, nor am I out of it.
Think'st thou that I, who saw the face o...
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE
Dear Land to which Desire forever flees; Time doth no present to our grasp allow, Say in the f...
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We learned in the university to consider Wordsworth and Keats as Romantics. They were only a generat...
THOM GUNN
Who doth not feel, until his failing sight Faints into dimness with its own delight, His chang...
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Life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the br...
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE
But Wordsworth is the poet I admire above all others.
ANDREW MOTION
He put his fist against his chest. “Burn, Maddygirl,” he said. Then he turned and left her in th...
LAURA KINSALE
If evil had a laugh, she thought it would sound like his.
NENIA CAMPBELL
Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty men Walk under his h...
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
O dearest soul, your cause doth strike my heart With pity that doth make me sick.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
Who after his transgression doth repent, Is halfe, or altogether, innocent.
ROBERT HERRICK
My knees were weak but he held me with one hand, guiding me with the motion of his hips. I was compl...
EMME ROLLINS
The human bird shall take his first flight, filling the world with amazement, all writings with his ...
LEONARDO DA VINCI
Each thing is of like form from everlasting and comes round again in its cycle.
MARCUS AURELIUS
Sometimes I sound like gravel, and sometimes I sound like coffee and cream.
NINA SIMONE
Sometimes I sound like gravel and sometimes I sound like coffee and cream.
NINA SIMONE
The vibrations he felt in his sleep had nothing to do with his soul easing out of his body as he dre...
ABERJHANI
Is there not some chosen curse, some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven, red with uncommon wrath...
JOSEPH ADDISON
Is there not some chosen curse, Some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven, Red with uncommon...
JOSEPH ADDISON
But that's what love is like when it's fresh and new. It's fire and thunder and heat.
CARRIE RYAN
To move is to stir, and to be valiant is to stand; therefore, if tou art mov'd, thou runst away. (To...
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

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She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A maid whom there were none to ...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Hail to thee, far above the rest In joy of voice and pinion! Thou, linnet! in thy green array...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
The intellectual power, through words and things, Went sounding on, a dim and perilous way!
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Three sleepless nights I passed in sounding on, Through words and things, a dim and perilous way.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
The feather, whence the pen Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men, Dropped from a...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Meek Walton's heavenly memory.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Methought I say the footsteps of a throne. - William Wordsworth,
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
I traveled among unknown men, in lands beyond the sea; nor England! did I know till then what love I...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:
...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be not forever taken from my sight,
Though...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
The best portions of a good man's life, his little, nameless acts of kindness and love.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
The best portion of a good man's life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of ...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
That best portion of a good man's life, His little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of l...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
She was a phantom of delight
When first she gleam'd upon my sight;
A lovely apparition, sent...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Wisdom and spirit of the Universe!
Thou soul is the eternity of thought!
That giv'st to form...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Or shipwrecked, kindles on the coast False fires, that others may be lost.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Behold, within the leafy shade, Those bright blue eggs together laid! On me the chance-discove...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ear...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
And she hath smiles to earth unknown-- Smiles that with motion of their own Do spread, and sin...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
A tale in everything.
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Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor, valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Once did she hold the gorgeous East in fee, And was the safeguard of the West.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Thought and theory must precede all salutary action; yet action is nobler in itself than either thou...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Wrongs unredressed, or insults unavenged.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
There's something in a flying horse, There's something in a huge balloon.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
And hark! how blithe the throstle sings! He, too, is no mean preacher: Come forth into the li...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears, Hangs a thrush that sings loud, it has sung f...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
My brainWorked with a dim and undetermined senseOf unknown modes of being.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
We live by admiration, hope and love; and even as these are well and wisely fixed, in dignity of bei...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
A primrose by a river's brimA yellow primrose was to him,And it was nothing more.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Stern winter loves a dirge-like sound.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
There is a comfort in the strength of love;'T will make a thing endurable, which elseWould overset t...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. Not in entire forgetfulness, and not in utter nakedness, ...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
The cattle are grazing,Their heads never raising;There are forty feeding like one!
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Wisdom is oft times nearer when we stoop than when we soar
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
No Nightingale did ever chant More welcome notes to weary bands Of travelers in some shady haunt, Am...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
In stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
O Cuckoo! shall I call thee bird,Or but a wandering voice?
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
And yet the wiser mind
Mourns less for what age takes away
Than what it leaves behind.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Be mild, and cleave to gentle things,
thy glory and thy happiness be there.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers; WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know,
Are a substantial world, both pure and goo...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
we not only wish to be pleased, but to be pleased in that particular
way in which we have been ...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
In ourselves our safety must be sought.
By our own right hand it must be wrought.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
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Provoke/ The years to bring the inevitable yoke.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
As a huge stone is sometimes seen to lie/ Couched on the bald top of an eminence.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
The good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is m...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Rest and be thankful.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Sensations sweet,Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
How men livedEven next-door neighbors, as we say, yet stillStrangers, not knowing each the other's n...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
There is a comfort in the strength of love; 'Twill make a thing endurable, which else would overset ...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
The music in my heart I bore
Long after it was heard no more.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
...The happy Warrior... 'tis he whose law is reason; who depends upon that law as on the best of fri...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Tho...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
I have felt a presence that disturbs me with the joy of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime of someth...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
poetry is the breath and finer spirit of knowledge
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory do we come
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Then my heart with pleasure fills
And dances with the daffodils.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
S...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Wisdom is oft-times nearer when we stoop
Than when we soar.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
The best portion of a good man's life: his little, nameless unremembered acts of kindness and love.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Thou best philosopher, who yet dost keep/ Thy heritage, thou eye among the blind.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
T...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
To character and success, two things, contradictory as they may seem, must go together . . . humble ...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
And now I see with eye sereneThe very pulse of the machine.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Beloved Vale, I said, When I shall con those many records of my childish years
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Look for the stars, you'll say that there are none;
Look up a second time, and, one by one,
...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
The silence that is in the starry sky,
The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollect...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
We have within ourselves
Enough to fill the present day with joy,
And overspread the future ...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
She gave me eyes, she gave me ears;
And humble cares, and delicate fears;
A heart, the fount...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Life is divided into three terms - that which was, which is, and which will be. Let us learn from th...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is in...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Sweet childish days, that were as long as twenty days are now
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
And mighty poets in their misery dead.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
By our own spirits are we deified:We Poets in our youth begin in gladness;But thereof come in the en...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

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