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song writing pay
All poets pretend to write for immortality, but the whole tribe have no objection to present pay, and present praise. Lord Burleigh is not the only statesman who has thought one hundred pounds too much for a song, though sung by Spenser; although Oliver Goldsmith is the only poet who ever considered himself to have been overpaid. Charles Caleb Colton
song world this-life
And O there are days in this life, worth life and worth death. And O what a bright old song it is, that O 'tis love, 'tis love, 'tis love that makes the world go round! Charles Dickens
song blue rivers
Heaven above was blue, and earth beneath was green; the river glistened like a path of diamonds in the sun; the birds poured forth their songs from the shady trees; the lark soared high above the waving corn; and the deep buzz of insects filled the air. Charles Dickens
song remember lows
I can not sing the old songs now! It is not that I deem them low, 'Tis that I can't remember how They go. Charles Stuart Calverley
song pain men
Song of God and Son of Man, there He hangs, bearing pains unutterable, the just for the unjust, to bring us to God. Charles Spurgeon
song names heaven
Praise is the rehearsal of our eternal song. By grace we learn to sing, and in glory we continue to sing. What will some of you do when you get to heaven, if you go on grumbling all the way? Do not hope to get to heaven in that style. But now begin to bless the name of the Lord. Charles Spurgeon
song nature believe
The best thing is to go from nature's God dawn to nature; and if you once get to nature's God, and believe Him, and love Him, it is surprising how easy it is to hear music in the waves, and songs in the wild whisperings of the winds; to see God everywhere in the stones, in the rocks, in the rippling brooks, and hear Him everywhere, in the lowing of cattle, in the rolling of thunder, and in the fury of tempests. Get Christ first, put Him in the right place, and you will find Him to be the wisdom of God in your own experience. Charles Spurgeon
song grief mars
Our griefs cannot mar the melody of our praise, we reckon them to be the bass part of our life's song, 'He hath done great things for us, whereof we are glad.' Charles Spurgeon
song heart night
He who sings a song to Christ in the night, sings the best song in all the world; for he sings from the heart. Charles Spurgeon
farewell heart mind
And mind, with my heart in't; and now farewell Till half an hour hence. William Shakespeare
farewell hello
Farewell, hello, farewell, hello. Kurt Vonnegut
farewell adventure men
When once a man is launched on such an adventure as this, he must bid farewell to hopes and fears, otherwise death or deliverance will both come too late to save his honor and his reason. Ho, my beauties! C. S. Lewis
farewell night perfect
It was a perfect night for a train. The occasional whistle told Louis of all the farewells he had ever known. Charles Tennyson Turner
farewell humorous gone
He's gone, and forgot nothing but to say farewell to his creditors Benjamin Franklin
farewell thinking brain
And so while the great ones depart to their dinner, the secretary stays, growing thinner and thinner, racking his brain to record and report what he thinks that they think that they ought to have thought. Arthur Bryant
farewell greatness long
Farewell! a long farewell to all my greatness! William Shakespeare
farewell good-luck luck
Farewell, good Salisbury, and good luck go with thee! William Shakespeare
farewell frost killing
The third day comes a frost, a killing frost. William Shakespeare
butterfly childhood way
Marya pinned out her childhood like a butterfly. She considered it the way a mathematician considers an equation. Catherynne M. Valente
butterfly age cocoons
I am not so weak as to submit to the demands of the age when they go against my convictions. I spin a cocoon around myself; let others do the same. I shall leave it to time to show what will come of it: a brilliant butterfly or maggot. Caspar David Friedrich
butterfly kissing arms
She seemed to melt against him in her terror, and he caught her in his arms, held her fast there, felt her lashes beat his cheek like netted butterflies. Edith Wharton
butterfly long obsessed
I never really got obsessed about one thing for long. I was a bit of a butterfly and a magpie. Benedict Cumberbatch
butterfly touching paper
Let me walk through the fields of paper touching with my wand dry stems and stunted butterflies.... Denise Levertov
butterfly england stills
I still get butterflies when England are playing. Alan Shearer
butterfly bird together
I will drop into your chest like a vegetal ambrosia. I will be the grain that regenerates the cruelly plowed furrow. Poetry will be born of our intimate union. A god we shall create together, and we shall soar heavenward like sunbeams, perfumes, butterflies, birds, and all winged things. Charles Baudelaire
butterfly ideas hands
Musical ideas sprang to my mind like a flight of butterflies, and all I had to do was to stretch out my hand to catch them Charles Gounod
butterfly poor-richard gaudy
What is a butterfly? At best He's but a caterpiller drest. The gaudy Fop's his picture just. Benjamin Franklin