Listen to me, as if I were Sybaris barking with all his heads, at the gates of Hell, I will tell you where to take it. But don't ...... don't open the box!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Well, you look so pretty in it Honey, can I jump on it sometime?... Yes, I just wanna see If it's really that expensive kind You know it balances on your head Just like a mattress balances On a bottle of wine Your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
No, in your rural letter box I leave this note without a stamp... To tell you it was just a tramp Who used your pasture for a camp.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Here's flowers for you: Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram,... The marigold, that goes to bed wi'the sun, And with him rises, weeping.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Can fire be carried in the bosom without burning one's clothes? Or can one walk on hot coals without scorching the feet? So is he ...who sleeps with his neighbor's wife; no one who touches her will go unpunished.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
For lack of wood the fire goes out, and where there is no whisperer, quarreling ceases. As charcoal is to hot embers and wood to f...ire, so is a quarrelsome person for kindling strife.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Do you know the balancings of the clouds, the wondrous works of the one whose knowledge is perfect, you whose garments are hot whe...n the earth is still because of the south wind? Can you, like him, spread out the skies, hard as a molten mirror?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »