Along the river's summer walk, The withered tufts of asters nod; And trembles on its arid stalk the hoar plum of the golden-rod.

Oh, Brignall banks are wild and fair, And Greta woods are green, And you may gather garlands there Would grace a summer's queen.

He stood beside a cottage lone And listened to a lute, One summer's eve, when the breeze was gone, And the nightingale was mute.

Don't think for one min that I haven't been taking mental notes of everyone taking shots at me this summer. And I mean everyone!

In the summer of 1902, I was able to erect two experimental stations on two forts at Strasbourg for the purpose of closer study.

As I said, this was my sarcastic summer. It was only long after that I recognized sarcasm as the protest of people who are weak.

It is ever so with the things that Men begin: there is a frost in Spring, or a blight in Summer, and they fail of their promise.

We are reformers in the spring and summer, but in autumn we stand by the old. Reformers in the morning, and conservers at night.

Salt is added to dried rose petals with the perfume and spices, when we store them away in covered jars, the summers of our past.

Plaque was placed on 6 May 1977 at Bellevue (a house on the slopes of the Wienerwald) where the Freud family spent their summers.

A bird in the boughs sang "June," And "June" hummed a bee In a Bacchic glee As he tumbled over and over Drunk with the honey-dew.

The summer has ended. The garden withers. The mornings become chill. I am thirty, I am thirty-four -the years turn dry as leaves.

We were both young when I first saw you. I close my eyes and the flashback starts. I'm standin' there on a balcony in summer air.

In the summer of 1990, I was buying stocks and I was probably three or four months early there. But we had a great rally in 1991.

Janet Landis came to work in my group in the summer of 1957 when our first bubble-chamber was churning out its earliest pictures.

I think I was just bored one summer afternoon, and I decided to post a little video of me singing and playing guitar out of tune.

Every man, wherever he goes, is encompassed by a cloud of comforting convictions, which move with him like flies on a summer day.

When I was 11, I realised that I did not have to live the life my mother had: school, marriage, children, apartment, summer house.

Summer in the deep South is not only a season, a climate, it's a dimension. Floating in it, one must be either proud or submerged.

When you're singing before 15,000 people at a summer concert outside, you need to look beautiful, because that's what people want.

A breath, whence no man knows, Swaying the grating weeds, it blows; It comes, it grieves, it goes. Once it rocked the summer rose.

In the long dusks of summer we walked the suburban streets through scents of maple and cut grass, waiting for something to happen.

It's been a dream of mine to run my own summer camp. I went to one as a kid, and I put on productions, and got lots of confidence.

I remember spending one summer being utterly obsessed with trying to get the legendary unreachable 'Ice Key' from 'Banjo-Kazooie.'

When I was four, we moved to the house on the west side of Chicago where I grew up. My earliest memories are of that first summer.

Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come.

In my early teen years, I wanted to become a vet. That was my plan. I worked as a veterinarian's assistant for a couple of summers.

Hats, giant shades and 60-plus sunblock are part of my summer repertoire. I don't want wrinkles, but it's skin cancer I truly fear.

We are like people with short-term leases on summer cottages; we can never seem to make our provisions come out even with our stay.

Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare, And left the flushed print in a poppy there. I will touch a hundred flowers And not pick one.

The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts, All on a summer day: The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts, And took them quite away!

I do have some weeks coming up in the summer where I will actually be in my house, and I love working on new music and all of that.

The winter is forbidden till December, And exits March the second on the dot. By order summer lingers through September In Camelot.

I did my first apprenticeship when I was 15, then joined the union when I was 17. I worked every summer in high school and college.

Dancing in Tijuana when I was 13 — that was my 'summer camp.' How else do you think I could keep up with Fred Astaire when I was 19?

I was born and raised in Nigeria. We lived in England when I was 3 and 4, and I would go to summer school every year in Switzerland.

If you wish women to love you be original; I know a man who used to wear felt boots summer and winter & women fell in love with him.

Oh my love, it's you that I dream of Oh my love, since that day Somewhere in my heart I'm always Dancing with you in the summer rain

When I watch the Olympics I become such an emotional wreck. I've always loved the Olympics, be it the summer or the winter Olympics.

The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by. As if they loved to breast the breeze that sweeps the cool clear sky.

Sister Simplicitie! Sing, sing a song to me,-- Sing me to sleep! Some legend low and long, Slow as the summer song Of the dull Deep.

Let a man walk ten miles steadily on a hot summer's day along a dusty English road, and he will soon discover why beer was invented.

Country acquaintances are charming only in the country and only in the summer. In the city in winter they lose half of their appeal.

In the summer we lay up a stock of experiences for the winter, as the squirrel of nuts?something for conversation in winter evenings.

I've learned... That simple walks with my father around the block on summer nights when I was a child did wonders for me as an adult.

So fades a summer cloud away; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; So gently shuts the eye of day; So dies a wave along the shore.

I grew up close to Melbourne, about two hours outside, on Phillip Island. It's really small; it's kind of a little summer beach town.

It is a flaw In happiness to see beyond our bourn, - It forces us in summer skies to mourn, It spoils the singing of the nightingale.

Nike Air Zooms are what I usually run in. In the kitchen, I wear a beaten-up pair of Converse All-Stars in winter and Keds in summer.

Since then I have held many jobs at museums in Colorado and Wyoming. I have also taught summer courses at the University of Colorado.

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