172 Quotes About English-poet

In her experience all her friends relied, Heaven was her help and nature was her guide.

Love melts the rigor which the rocks have bred; a flint will break upon a feather bed.

Had Cain been Scot, God would have changed his doom nor forced him wander, but confine him home.

My tears will keep no channel, know no laws to guide their streams, but like the waves, their cause, run with disturbance till they swallow me as a description of his misery.

I am no Poet here; my pen's the spout where the rain water of my eyes run out.

One of the glories of New York is its ethnic food, and only McDonald's and Burger King equalize us all.

His words and music weren't just joined; they were inseparably married.

Loneliness seems to have become the great American disease.

The stars are the great Gothic churches: spires, naves, delicate flying buttresses, massive conventional buttresses, stained glass and grandeur, grandeur, grandeur.