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  • There is nothing more poetic and terrible than the skyscrapers' battle with the heavens that cover them. Snow, rain, and mist highlight, drench, or conceal the vast towers, but those towers, hostile to mystery and blind to any sort of play, shear off the rain's tresses and shine their three thousand swords through the soft swan of the fog.

    Rain   Swans   Fog  
  • Fair tresses man's imperial race ensnare; And beauty draws us with a single hair.

    Beauty   Men   Hair  
    Alexander Pope (2013). “The Rape of the Lock In Plain and Simple English (Translated)”, p.42, BookCaps Study Guides
  • Beauty draws us with a single hair.

    Hair   Draws   Tresses  
    'The Rape of the Lock' (1714) canto 2, l. 27
  • A pretty woman's worth some pains to see, Nor is she spoiled, I take it, if a crown Completes the forehead pale and tresses pure.

    Robert Browning (1863). “Paracelsus. Pippa passes. King Victor and King Charles. Colombe's birthday”, p.316
  • She sleeps: her breathings are not heard In palace chambers far apart. The fragrant tresses are not stirr'd That lie upon her charmed heart She sleeps: on either hand upswells The gold-fringed pillow lightly prest: She sleeps, nor dreams, but ever dwells A perfect form in perfect rest.

    Dream   Lying   Heart  
  • At midnight the wind in the tress can sound like the ocean. The moonlight can make a road appear as endless as the sea.

    Ocean   Wind   Sea  
  • That moment she was mine, mine, fair, Perfectly pure and good: I found A thing to do, and all her hair In one long yellow string I wound Three times her little throat around, And strangled her. No pain felt she; I am quite sure she felt no pain. As a shut bud that holds a bee, I warily oped her lids: again Laughed the blue eyes without a stain. And I untightened the next tress About her neck; her cheek once more Blushed bright beneath my burning kiss . . .

    Pain   Eye   Kissing  
    'Porphyria's Lover' (1842) l. 38
  • Comets importing change of times and states, Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky And with them scourge the bad revolting stars.

    Stars   Sky   Crystals  
    William Shakespeare (2016). “The New Oxford Shakespeare: Modern Critical Edition: The Complete Works”, p.928, Oxford University Press
  • Lovely & too charming Fair one, notwithstanding your forbidding Squint, your greazy tresses & your swelling Back, which are more frightful than imagination can paint or pen describe, I cannot refrain from expressing my raptures, at the engaging Qualities of your Mind, which so amply atone for the Horror, with which your first appearance must ever inspire the unwary visitor.

    Jane Austen (2016). “Sanditon, Lady Susan, & The History of England: The Juvenilia and Shorter Works of Jane Austen”, p.11, Pan Macmillan
  • The best part of a woman's love is worship; but it is hard to her to be sent away with her precious spikenard rejected, and her long tresses, too, that were let fall, ready to soothe the wearied feet.

    Fall   Love Is   Feet  
    George Eliot (2016). “Felix Holt, The Radical: Top Novelist Focus”, p.299, 谷月社
  • I know not when the day shall be, I know not when our eyes may meet; What welcome you may give to me, Or will your words be sad or sweet, It may not be 'till years have passed, 'Till eyes are dim and tresses gray; The world is wide, but, love, at last, Our hands, our hearts, must meet some day.

    Life   Sweet   Heart  
  • Ere, in the northern gale, The summer tresses of the trees are gone, The woods of Autumn, all around our vale, Have put their glory on.

    Summer   Fall   Autumn  
    William Cullen Bryant, “Autumn Woods”
  • The way was long, the wind was cold, The Minstrel was infirm and old; His withered cheek, and tresses gray, Seemed to have know a better day.

    Wind   Long   Way  
    Sir Walter Scott, J. W. Lake (1843). “The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: With a Sketch of His Life”, p.1
  • I do not think that what is called Love at first sight is so great an absurdity as it is sometimes imagined to be. We generally make up our minds beforehand to the sort of person we should like, grave or gay, black, brown, or fair; with golden tresses or raven locks; - and when we meet with a complete example of the qualities we admire, the bargain is soon struck.

    Love   Gay   Thinking  
    William Hazlitt (1845). “Table Talk: Opinions on Books, Men, and Things”, p.115
  • Whenever Beauty looks, Love is also there; Whenever beauty shows a rosy cheek Love lights Her fire from that flame. When beauty dwells in the dark folds of night Love comes and finds a heart entangled in tresses. Beauty and Love are as body and soul. Beauty is the mine, Love is the diamond.

    Rumi (2014). “'Another city'. a selectionf of poems from the Persian”, p.27, Lulu.com
  • Long tresses down to the floor can be beautiful, but learn to love what you have.

  • Here hyacinths of heavenly blue, shook their rich tresses to the morn.

    Eye   Blue   Hyacinths  
    James Montgomery (1860). “The Poetical Works of James Montgomery: In Six Volumes. Greenland ; Miscellaneous poems ; Narratives ; Translations from Dante”, p.225
  • Within its gates I heard the sound Of winds in cypress caverns caught Of huddling tress that moaned, and sought To whisper what their roots had found. (“A Dream of Fear”)

    Dream   Wind   Roots  
    George Sterling (1908). “A Wine of Wizardry: And Other Poems”
  • Once upon a perfect night, unclouded and still, there came the face of a pale and beautiful lady. The tresses of her hair reached out to make the constellations, and the dewy vapours of her gown fell soft upon the land.

    Beautiful   Night   Hair  
  • Outside it's a perfect spring night. We stand on the sidewalk in front of our apartment building, and Henry takes my hand, and I look at him, and I raise our joined hands and Henry twirls me around and soon we're dancing down Belle Plaine Avenue, no music but the sound of cars whoosing by and our own laughter, and the smell of cherry blossoms that fall like snow on the sidewalk as we dance underneath the tress.

    Laughter   Spring   Fall  
    "The Time Traveler's Wife". Book by Audrey Niffenegger, 2003.
  • It is for homely features to keep home,- They had their name thence; coarse complexions And cheeks of sorry grain will serve to ply The sampler and to tease the huswife's wool. What need a vermeil-tinctur'd lip for that, Love-darting eyes, or tresses like the morn?

    Love   Sorry   Home  
    'Comus' (1637) l. 745
  • The breath of peace was fanning her glorious brow, her head was bowed a very little forward, and a tress, escaping from its bonds, fell by the side of her pure white temple, and close to her just opened lips; it hung there motionless! no breath disturbed its repose! She slept as an angel might sleep, having accomplished the mission of her God.

    Sleep   Angel   Escaping  
  • Many of the phenomena of Winter are suggestive of an inexpressible tenderness and fragile delicacy. We are accustomed to hear this king described as a rude and boisterous tyrant; but with the gentleness of a lover he adorns the tresses of Summer.

    Summer   Kings   Winter  
    Henry David Thoreau (2008). “Walden, Civil Disobedience, and Other Writings: Authoritative Texts, Journal, Reviews and Posthumous Assessments, Criticism”, W W Norton & Company Incorporated
  • The whole fauna of human fantasies, their marine vegetation, drifts and luxuriates in the dimly lit zones of human activity, as though plaiting thick tresses of darkness. Here, too, appear the lighthouses of the mind, with their outward resemblance to less pure symbols. The gateway to mystery swings open at the touch of human weakness and we have entered the realms of darkness. One false step, one slurred syllable together reveal a man's thoughts.

    Marine   Men   Swings  
  • I saw Gabriel, like a maiden, or like the moon amongst the stars. His hair was like a woman's, falling in long tresses...He is the most beautiful of Angels.

    Beautiful   Stars   Fall  
  • Tis Lilith. Who? Adam's first wife is she. Beware the lure within her lovely tresses, The splendid sole adornment of her hair; When she succeeds therewith a youth to snare, Not soon again she frees him from her jesses.

    Women   Hair   Wife  
    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (2008). “Faust”, p.178, PR Seitz Bookseller
  • All forests have their own personality. I don't just mean the obvious differences, like how an English woodland is different from a Central American rain forest, or comparing tracts of West Coast redwoods to the saguaro forests of the American Southwest... they each have their own gossip, their own sound, their own rustling whispers and smells. A voice speaks up when you enter their acres that can't be mistaken for one you'd hear anyplace else, a voice true to those particular tress, individual rather than of their species.

    Rain   Mean   Voice  
  • Imagine a master painting that's never finished...when you can only build on previous work, you become limited by what you can paint...If you are in the midst of painting a forest full of tall tress and hanging vines, it is rather difficult to wake up the next day and suddenly turn that paining into the beach and ocean...We have to treat each day like a black canvas on which we can paint. Yesterday might have been paining flowers, but today you can paint cars or horses. A new day represents a chance for renewal.

    Beach   Horse   Ocean  
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