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Tag Name "Slanting" (10)
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In winter, when the dismal rain Comes down in slanting lines, And Wind, that grand old harper, smote His thunder-harp of pines.
Alexander Smith
How much more beautiful is the moon, Slanting down the gauffered branches of a plum-tree The moon Wavering across a bed of tulips The moon, Still, Upon your face. You shine, Beloved, You and the moon. But which is the reflection?
Amy Lowell
And the day climbs down from its blue loft-bed on a slanting ladder of sunbeams, pauses a moment between the trees, airy-light, young.
Hans Børli
The April rain, the April rain, Comes slanting down in fitful showers, Then from the furrow shoots the grain, And banks are fledged with nestling flowers And in grey shawl and woodland bowers The cuckoo through the April rain Calls once again.
Mathilde Blind
Thou slanting rain! Thou Hebe of the Skies, That pours out drink to Earth thou faithful wife That with moist tears embraces her prone lord. Thou mist intensified thou double dew That drowns the drought, that heals the parched and burnt -- Thou resurrection rain.
William Batchelder Greene
Coldly and capriciously the slanting sunbeams fall.
Alice Cary
I bless the rising sun each day, and, as before, my heart sings to meet it, but now I love even more its setting, its long slanting rays & the soft tender gentle memories that come with them...’ -Father Zossima
Fyodor Dostoevsky
You have to be taught to be second class you're not born that way. But the slanting process is so subtle that you frequently don't realize how you're being slanted until very late in the game.
Lena Horne
I want to be understood by my country, but if I fail to be understood - what then?, I shall pass through my native land to one side, like a shower of slanting rain.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
When I was little there was a picture in one of our books, a dark place into which a single weak ray of light came slanting upon two faces lifted out of the shadow.
William Faulkner