Hear, my child, your father's instruction, and do not reject your mother's teaching; for they are a fair garland for your head, an...d pendants for your neck.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
What time she lifteth up herself on high, she scorneth the horse and his rider.... Hast thou given the horse strength? hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?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 »
It were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and he cast into the sea, than that he should offend one of th...ese little ones.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
According to fiction, the hillman is a seven-foot combination of malnutrition and hookworm, asleep on his front porch with the dog...s. His great bare feet, dangling off the porch, flap from time to time when the flies get too pesky, but nothing awakens him except a hound's salute to a stranger. Then he shoots up his astounding neck to its full length, ogles the visitor, and on his hunting horn blows a series of long and short blasts that means, "Hide yore stills and oil yore guns; they air a stranger h'yar."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Time in the heart and sequence in the brain-- ... Such as destroyed Rimbaud and fooled Verlaine. And let us then take godhead by the neck-- And strangle it, and with it, rhetoric.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Hard-hearted girl, get rid of these doubts... based on false rumor. It's not good to subject me to sorrow because of backbiters' words, or have you decided now, silly girl, that it's all true? Do to me what you will, sweetheart. Suit yourself.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
All I have to do is hear his name... and every hair on my body just bristles with desire. When I see the moon of his face, this frame of mine oozes sweat like a moonstone. When that man as dear to me as breath steps close enough to me to stroke my neck, the thought of jealousy is shattered in my heart that's hard as diamond sometimes.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »