It is the sorrow; shall it melt? Ah, water Would gush, flush, green these mountains and these valleys... And we rebuild our cities, not dream of islands.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
F.R. Leavis's "eat up your broccoli" approach to fiction emphasises this junkfood/wholefood dichotomy. If reading a novel--for the... eighteenth century reader, the most frivolous of diversions--did not, by the middle of the twentieth century, make you a better person in some way, then you might as well flush the offending volume down the toilet, which was by far the best place for the undigested excreta of dubious nourishment.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
He had first discovered a propensity for savagery in the acrid lavatories of a minor English public school where he used to press ...the heads of the new boys into the ceramic bowl and pull the flush upon them to drown their gurgling protests.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
What potent blood hath modest May; What fiery force the earth renews,... The wealth of forms, the flush of hues; Joy shed in rosy waves abroad Flows from the heart of Love, the Lord.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It could not have come down to us so far, Through the interstices of things ajar... On the long bead chain of repeated birth, To be a bird while we are men on earth,LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It seems certain, that though a man, in a flush of humour, after intense reflection on the many contradictions and imperfections o...f human reason, may entirely renounce all belief and opinion, it is impossible for him to persevere in this total scepticism, or make it appear in his conduct for a few hours.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There's more than just animals: Bead-stalls, balloon-men, a Bank; a beer-marquee that... Half-screens a canvas Gents; a tent selling tweed, And another, jackets.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
blue bead on the wick, there's that in me that... burns and chills, blackening my heart with its soot, I think sometimes not Apollo heard me but a different god.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »