The gentle Lady married to the Moor, And heavenly Una with her milk-white lamb.
William Wordsworth (1770 - 1850)
Source: Personal Talk. Stanza 3.
Contributed by: Zaady
Every gift of noble origin Is breathed upon by Hope's perpetual breath.
Source: These Times strike Monied Worldlings.
And 't is my faith, that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes.
Source: Lines written in Early Spring.
Full twenty times was Peter feared, For once that Peter was respected.
Source: Peter Bell. Part i. Stanza 3.
The feather, whence the pen Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men, Dropped from an angel's wing.
Source: Part iii. v. Walton's Book of Lives.
Men who can hear the Decalogue, and feel To self-reproach.
Source: The Old Cumberland Beggar.
Alas! how little can a moment show Of an eye where feeling plays In ten thousand dewy rays: A face o'er which a thousand shadows go!
Source: The Triad.
The fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world Have hung upon the beatings of my heart.
Source: Lines completed a few miles above Tintern Abbey.
Drink, pretty creature, drink!
Source: The Pet Lamb.
The Eagle, he was lord above, And Rob was lord below.
Source: Rob Roy's Grave.
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