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For thee the wonder-working earth puts forth sweet flowers.

English Bohemianism is a curiously unluscious fruit. ... Inside this hothouse, huge lascivious orchids slide sensuously up the sweating windows, passion-flowers cross-pollinate in wild heliotrope abandon, lotuses writhe with poppies in the sweet warm beds, kumquats ripen, open and plop flatly to the floor-and outside, in a neat, trimly-hoed kitchen-garden, English bohemians sit in cold orderly rows, like carrots.

Not poppy, nor mandrake, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep, Which thou owest yesterday.

Bacchus ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain. Bachus's blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure, Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure- Sweet is pleasure after pain.

At that comfortable tavern on Pontchartrain we had a bouillabaisse than which a better was never eaten at Marseilles; and not the least headache in the morning, I give you my word; on the contrary, you only wake with a sweet refreshing thirst for claret and water.

Said Aristotle unto Plato, 'Have another sweet potato?' Said Plato unto Aristotle, 'Thank you, I prefer the bottle.'

Who, of men, can tell_x000D__x000D_That flowers would bloom, or that green fruit would swell_x000D__x000D_To melting pulp, that fish would have bright mail,_x000D__x000D_The earth its dower of river, wood, and vale,_x000D__x000D_The meadows runnels, runnels pebble-stones,_x000D__x000D_The seed its harvest, or the lute its tones,_x000D__x000D_Tones ravishment, or ravishment its sweet,_x000D__x000D_If human souls did never kiss and greet?

Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty.

At the first kiss I felt something melt inside me that hurt in an exquisite way. All my longings, all my dreams and sweet anguish, all the secrets that slept deep within me came awake, everything was transformed and enchanted, and everything made sense.

I never saw so sweet a face. As that I stood before. My heart has left it dwelling place ... and can return no more.

Sweet is a grief well ended.

There is something so indescribably sweet and satisfying in the knowledge that a husband or wife has forgiven the other freely, and from the heart.

For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings_x000D__x000D_That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts _x000D__x000D_Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose,_x000D__x000D_And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown _x000D__x000D_An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds_x000D__x000D_Is, as in mockery, set. The spring, the summer,_x000D__x000D_The childing autumn, angry winter, change_x000D__x000D_Their wonted liveries, and the mazed world,_x000D__x000D_By their increase, now knows not which is which.

It was a lover and his lass, _x000D__x000D_With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,_x000D__x000D_That o'er the green corn-field did pass,_x000D__x000D_In the spring time, the only pretty ring time,_x000D__x000D_When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding;_x000D__x000D_Sweet lovers love the spring.

When daffodils begin to peer, _x000D__x000D_With heigh! the doxy, over the dale,_x000D__x000D_Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year;_x000D__x000D_For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. _x000D__x000D_The white sheet bleaching on the hedge,_x000D__x000D_With heigh! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! _x000D__x000D_Doth set my pugging tooth on edge; _x000D__x000D_For a quart of ale is a dish for a king.

There's always a period of curious fear between the first sweet-smelling breeze and the time when the rain comes cracking down.

The bitter and the sweet come from the outside, the hard from within, from one's own efforts.

But for money and the need of it, there would not be half the friendship in the world. It is powerful for good if divinely used. Give it plenty of air and it is sweet as the hawthorn; shut it up and it cankers and breeds worms.

He, who has blended the useful with the sweet, has gained every point .

It is sweet and honorable to die for your country.