Cedar: Now would you tell the court what everybody at home thinks of Longfellow Deeds? Jane Faulkner: They think he's pixilat...ed. Amy Faulkner: Oh, yes. Pixilated.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand. His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black ...as a raven. His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set. His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh. His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl, his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires. His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies. Thy two brea...sts are like two young roes that are twins. Thy neck is like a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus. Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries. How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Calypso heard your call across the gathering drift... of burning cedar-wood, across the low-set bed of wandering parsley and violet, when all her hope was dead.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Nor skin nor hide nor fleece shall cover you,... nor curtain of crimson nor fine shelter of cedar-wood be over you, nor the fir-tree nor the pine.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And the ambitious vine Crowns with his purple mass... The cedar reaching high To kiss the sky, The cypress, pine, And useful sassafras.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Alas for America as I must so often say, the ungirt, the diffuse, the profuse, procumbent, one wide ground juniper, out of which n...o cedar, no oak will rear up a mast to the clouds! It all runs to leaves, to suckers, to tendrils, to miscellany. The air is loaded with poppy, with imbecility, with dispersion, & sloth.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »