Quotes about horned, page 2
The Empty Purse--A Sermon To Our Later Prodigal Son
Thou, run to the dry on this wayside bank,
Too plainly of all the propellers bereft!
Quenched youth, and is that thy purse?
Even such limp slough as the snake has left
Slack to the gale upon spikes of whin,
For cast-off coat of a life gone blank,
In its frame of a grin at the seeker, is thine;
And thine to crave and to curse
The sweet thing once within.
Accuse him: some devil committed the theft,
Which leaves of the portly a skin,
No more; of the weighty a whine.
Pursue him: and first, to be sure of his track,
Over devious ways that have led to this,
In the stream's consecutive line,
Let memory lead thee back
To where waves Morning her fleur-de-lys,
Unflushed at the front of the roseate door
Unopened yet: never shadow there
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poem by George Meredith
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Loraine
This is the story of one man’s soul.
The paths are stony and passion is blind,
And feet must bleed ere the light we find.
The cypher is writ on Life’s mighty scroll,
And the key is in each man’s mind.
But who read aright, ye have won release,
Ye have touched the joy in the heart of Peace.
PART I
THERE’S a bend of the river on Glenbar run
Which the wild duck haunt at the set of sun,
And the song of the waters is softened so
That scarcely its current is heard to flow;
And the blackfish hide by the shady bank
’Neath the sunken logs where the reeds are rank,
And the halcyon’s mail is an azure gleam
O’er the shifting shoals of the silver bream,
And the magpies chatter their idle whim,
And the wagtails flitter along the brim,
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poem by George Essex Evans
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Hudibras: Part 2 - Canto II
THE ARGUMENT
The Knight and Squire, in hot dispute,
Within an ace of falling out,
Are parted with a sudden fright
Of strange alarm, and stranger sight;
With which adventuring to stickle,
They're sent away in nasty pickle.
'Tis strange how some mens' tempers suit
(Like bawd and brandy) with dispute,
That for their own opinions stand last
Only to have them claw'd and canvast;
That keep their consciences in cases,
As fiddlers do their crowds and bases,
Ne'er to be us'd, but when they're bent
To play a fit for argument;
Make true and false, unjust and just,
Of no use but to be discust;
Dispute, and set a paradox
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poem by Samuel Butler
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Our dreams are a second life. I have never been able to penetrate without a shudder those ivory or horned gates which separate us from the invisible world.
quote by Gerard De Nerval
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Wretch
Wretch you wretched creature you
Watch your yellow skin turn blue
And all the colour from your eyes
Drain away to your suprise.
I see you there a crawling speed
Eyes of hunger devils feed
Upon the flesh of virgins feast
In honour of the horned beast
Dance a dance of fallen hours
Dance this time and place is ours
Just one moment more for me
In sight of grace and ecstasy.
poem by David Lacey
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Razor Edge Reflexes
I have a secret source of inspiration
an infusion of secret determination
the assassin who marked me prime target
shot shaft after devilish shaft death skillfully
sometimes the attack of an enemy
makes a more skilled superior warrior
skills latent within are horned keen
once untested battle seasoned I stand
cutting edge of iron prepares senses
reactions blur in beauty of shadow dance
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Love Song
I lie here thinking of you:---
the stain of love
is upon the world!
Yellow, yellow, yellow
it eats into the leaves,
smears with saffron
the horned branched the lean
heavily
against a smooth purple sky!
There is no light
only a honey-thick stain
that drips from leaf to leaf
and limb to limb
spoiling the colors
of the whole world-
you far off there under
the wine-red selvage of the west!
poem by William Carlos Williams
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R e v e l a t i o n {Alliteration Format}
.....Seven Seals sans silver steeds: Satans surreptition;
.....Beleaguers, bedraggles belates by bilious Beast;
.....Causes caustic carpetbagger cancered catharsis;
.....Hells horned hookworm, hails Heavens Holy heist?
.....Wrong! ...War wages, wending with wretched wrath;
.....Regardless, Revelation rears resolute rapture
.....Battle bleeds Beelzebub black, blue, bare...beaten;
.....Ruefully retreats, realising Resurrections Rules!
.....Contemptuous coward, coo's, capitulates Christ!
poem by Frank James Ryan Jr.
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Leticia II
Of the horned owl,
Of the little owl,
Of the fisher owl,
Of the screech owl,
Of the white owl,
Of the desert owl;
But, do not hold back the wages of a hired man overnight!
Of the large lizard,
Of the monitor lizard,
Of the sand lizard;
And like the spreading of mildew in a home!
But, the blood of the tresspass offering is now seen around;
Because, the life of the flesh is in the blood.
Do not eat blood oh my sweet Leticia! !
And learn from the old paths always in this life;
For, the truth is always the truth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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An August Midnight
I
A shaded lamp and a waving blind,
And the beat of a clock from a distant floor:
On this scene enter--winged, horned, and spined -
A longlegs, a moth, and a dumbledore;
While 'mid my page there idly stands
A sleepy fly, that rubs its hands . . .
II
Thus meet we five, in this still place,
At this point of time, at this point in space.
- My guests parade my new-penned ink,
Or bang at the lamp-glass, whirl, and sink.
"God's humblest, they!" I muse. Yet why?
They know Earth-secrets that know not I.
poem by Thomas Hardy
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