“As I walked out one evening,
Walking down Bristol Street,
The crowds upon the pavement
Were fields of harvest wheat.
And down by the brimming river
I heard a lover sing
Under an arch of the railway:
'Love has no ending.
'I'll love you, dear, I'll love you
Till China and Africa meet,
And the river jumps over the mountain
And the salmon sing in the street,
'I'll love you till the ocean
Is folded and hung up to dry
And the seven stars go squawking
Like geese about the sky.”
― As I Walked Out One Evening: Songs, Ballads, Lullabies, Limericks & Other Light Verse
Walking down Bristol Street,
The crowds upon the pavement
Were fields of harvest wheat.
And down by the brimming river
I heard a lover sing
Under an arch of the railway:
'Love has no ending.
'I'll love you, dear, I'll love you
Till China and Africa meet,
And the river jumps over the mountain
And the salmon sing in the street,
'I'll love you till the ocean
Is folded and hung up to dry
And the seven stars go squawking
Like geese about the sky.”
― As I Walked Out One Evening: Songs, Ballads, Lullabies, Limericks & Other Light Verse
“What do you know of my heart? What do you know of anything but your own suffering. For weeks, Marianne, I've had this pressing on me without being at liberty to speak of it to a single creature. It was forced on me by the very person whose prior claims ruined all my hope. I have endured her exultations again and again whilst knowing myself to be divided from Edward forever. Believe me, Marianne, had I not been bound to silence I could have provided proof enough of a broken heart, even for you.”
― Sense and Sensibility
― Sense and Sensibility
“I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man swear he loves me.”
― Much Ado About Nothing
― Much Ado About Nothing
“i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses”
―
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses”
―
“I should have been a pair of ragged claws/ Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.”
― The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock and Other Poems
― The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock and Other Poems
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