Remember your creator in the days of your youth, before the days of trouble come, and the years draw near when you will say, "I ha...ve no pleasure in them"; before the sun and the light and the moon and the stars are darkened and the clouds return with the rain; in the day when the guards of the house tremble, and the strong men are bent, and the women who grind cease working because they are few, and those who look through the windows see dimly; when the doors on the street are shut, and the sound of the grinding is low, and one rises up at the sound of a bird, and all the daughters of song are brought low; when one is afraid of heights, and terrors are in the road; the almond tree blossoms, the grasshopper drags itself along and desire fails; because all must go to their eternal home, and the mourners will go about the streets; before the silver cord is snapped, and the golden bowl is broken, and the pitcher is broken at the fountain, and the wheel broken at the cistern, and the dust returns to the earth as it was, and the breath returns to God who gave it.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I want to go back, out of the bad stories, But there's always the possibility that the next one . . .... No, it's another almond tree, or a ring-swallowing frog . . . Yet they are beautiful as we people them With ourselves.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Next we come to the bronchial buster, or the man (it is usually a man) who, being in the throes of a terrific throat and tube trou...ble chooses that night for theater-going.... He will soon learn to pick his pauses with finesse. It does no good to cough while there is a great deal of noise going on on the stage. No one can hear. The time is just as the star is about to do a little low speaking to her dying lover or when the hero, alone in his garret, goes silently over to the fireplace and tears up the letter. There for a good rousing bark, my hearty, followed by a series of short sharp ones like those of a coxswain! If possible the appearance of apoplexy should be simulated.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Hark, all you ladies that do sleep! The fairy queen... Bids you awake, and pity them that weep. You may do in the dark What the day doth forbid. Fear not the dogs that bark; Night will have all hid.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
When a person hasn't in him that which is higher and stronger than all external influences, it is enough for him to catch a good c...old in order to lose his equilibrium and begin to see an owl in every bird, to hear a dog's bark in every sound.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In those rare days, the press was seldom known to snarl or bark, But sweetly sang of men in pow'r, like any tuneful lark; .../>Grave judges, too, to all their evil deeds were in the dark; And not a man in twenty score knew how to make his mark. Oh the fine old English Tory times;LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Let the palings of her bed Be quince and box-wood overlaid... with the scented bark of yew. That all the wood in blossoming, May calm her heart and cool her blood For losing of her maidenhood.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »