“A thin grey fog hung over the city, and the streets were very cold; for summer was in England.”
Rudyard Kipling (1865–1936) English short-story writer, poet, and novelist
Source: The Light That Failed [Illustrated]
“A thin grey fog hung over the city, and the streets were very cold; for summer was in England.”
Rudyard Kipling (1865–1936) English short-story writer, poet, and novelist
Source: The Light That Failed [Illustrated]
Letitia Elizabeth Landon (1802–1838) English poet and novelist
The Choice
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
“The moon hung over the planet Earth, a dead thing over a dying thing.”
John Fowles (1926–2005) British writer
“Night hung its blue over the garden. Satan fell asleep.”
Anatole France book The Revolt of the Angels
Source: The Revolt of the Angels (1914), Ch. XXXV
Context: Night hung its blue over the garden. Satan fell asleep. He had a dream, and in that dream, soaring over the earth, he saw it covered with angelsin revolt, beautiful as gods whose eyes darted lightning. And from pole to pole one single cry, formed of a myriad cries, mounted towards him, filled with hope and love. And Satan said:
"Let us go forth! Let us seek the ancient adversary in his high abode." And he led the countless host of angels over the celestial plains. And Satan was cognizant of what took place in the heavenly citadel. When news of this second revolt came thither, the Father said to the Son:
"The irreconcilable foe is rising once again. Let us take heed to ourselves, and in this, our time of danger, look to our defences, lest we lose our high abode."
And the Son, consubstantial with the Father, replied:
"We shall triumph under the sign that gave Constantine the victory."
“I would crush a priceless pearl
and drink it,
to stay in this moment
for all time.”
Sheri-D Wilson (1958) Canadian Spoken Word Poet
"Gypsy Madonna from Florence on the Opening Night of Lorca"
Goddess Gone Fishing for a Map of the Universe (2012)
“A flatterer can risk everything with great personages.”
Alain-René Lesage book Gil Blas
Book IV, ch. 7.
Gil Blas (1715-1735)
“The moon in her chariot of pearl”
Oscar Wilde book The Nightingale and the Rose
Source: The Nightingale and the Rose