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Alfred Kreymborg
The sky is that beautiful old parchment in which the sun and the moon keep their diary.
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Alfred Kreymborg
The sky is that beautiful old parchment in which the sun and the moon keep their diary.
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Bayard Ruskin
Sometimes gentle, sometimes capricious, sometimes awful, never the same for two months together; almost human in its passions, almost spiritual in its tenderness, almost Divine in its infinity.
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Bayard Ruskin
Sometimes gentle, sometimes capricious, sometimes awful, never the same for two months together; almost human in its passions, almost spiritual in its tenderness, almost Divine in its infinity.
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Bible
He answered and said unto them, When it is evening, ye say, It will be fair weather: for the sky is red. And in the morning, It will be foul weather to day: for the sky is red and lowring. O ye hypocrites, ye can discern the face of the sky; but can ye not discern the signs of the times?
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Bible
He answered and said unto them, When it is evening, ye say, It will be fair weather: for the sky is red. And in the morning, It will be foul weather to day: for the sky is red and lowring. O ye hypocrites, ye can discern the face of the sky; but can ye not discern the signs of the times?
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Emily Dickinson
The mountain at a given distance In amber lies; Approached, the amber flits a little,-- And that's the skies!
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Emily Dickinson
The mountain at a given distance In amber lies; Approached, the amber flits a little,-- And that's the skies!
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James Thomson
Of evening tinct, The purple-streaming Amethyst is thine.
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James Thomson
Of evening tinct, The purple-streaming Amethyst is thine.
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John Milton
The planets in their station list'ning stood.
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John Milton
The planets in their station list'ning stood.
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Omar Khayyam ("The Tent-Maker")
And that inverted Bowl they call the Sky, Whereunder crawling coop'd we live and die, Lift not your hands to it for help--for it As impotently moves as you or I.
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Omar Khayyam ("The Tent-Maker")
And that inverted Bowl they call the Sky, Whereunder crawling coop'd we live and die, Lift not your hands to it for help--for it As impotently moves as you or I.
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