Sahray

“Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!
The flower will bloom another year.
Weep no more! oh, weep no more!
Young buds sleep in the root’s white core.
Dry your eyes! oh, dry your eyes!
For I was taught in Paradise
To ease my breast of melodies,—
Shed no tear.

Overhead! look overhead!
‘Mong the blossoms white and red—
Look up, look up! I flutter now
On this fresh pomegranate bough.
See me! ’tis this silvery bill
Ever cures the good man’s ill.
Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!
The flower will bloom another year.
Adieu, adieu—I fly—adieu!
I vanish in the heaven’s blue,—
Adieu, adieu!

- Fairy Song”
― John Keats, The Complete Poems

“I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

“Beneath the sheet—which was already lower on his hips than should be legal —
He
Was
Still
Hard”
― Alice Clayton, Wallbanger

“Pride engraves his frowns in stones; 
love offers her surrender in flowers.”
― Rabindranath Tagore, Fireflies: a collection of proverbs, aphorisms and maxims