But there, where I have garnered up my heart, Where either I must live or bear no life;... The fountain from the which my current runs Or else dries up: to be discarded thence, Or keep it as a cistern for foul toads To knot and gender in!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
When my lover came to bed, the knot came untied... all by itself. My dress, held up by the strings of a loosened belt, barely stayed on my hips. Friend, that's as much as I know now. When he touched my body, I couldn't at all remember who he was, who I was, or how It was.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A fretful temper will divide The closest knot that may be tied,... By ceaseless sharp corrosion; A temper passionate and fierce May suddenly your joys disperse At one immense explosion.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Divorce me, untie, or break that knot again, Take me to you, imprison me, for I... Except you enthral me, never shall be free, Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
He obeys the orders of nature Without knowing them... It is what he does not know That makes him beautiful. Such a knot of little purposeful nature!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well... When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If our web be framed with rotten handles, when our loom is well nigh done, our work is new to begin. God send the weaver true pren...tices again, and let them be denizens.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Not the less does nature continue to fill the heart of youth with suggestions of his enthusiasm, and there are now men,--if indeed... I can speak in the plural number,--more exactly, I will say, I have just been conversing with one man, to whom no weight of adverse experience will make it for a moment appear impossible, that thousands of human beings might exercise towards each other the grandest and simplest of sentiments, as well as a knot of friends, or a pair of lovers.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Machinery is aggressive. The weaver becomes a web, the machinist a machine. If you do not use the tools, they use you. All tools a...re in one sense edge-tools, and dangerous.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »