“I saw the fare welling hands,
They were sickly,
When my hand
Touched her cold and long fingers
Which was from the family of the wailing reed
It gripped an eternal grief in its fist
The pen broke
And pain
Like black drops of ink
dropped on our papery hearts.
I saw the fare welling hands,
They were sickly;”
Poet, Fare welling Hands
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Farrokh Tamimi 7
Iranian poet and translator 1934–2003Related quotes

Fare Thee Well http://readytogoebooks.com/LB-FTW46.htm, st. 1 (1816).

“Fare thee well, and if for ever
Still for ever fare thee well.”
Fare Thee Well http://readytogoebooks.com/LB-FTW46.htm, st. 1 (1816).
Context: Fare thee well! and if forever,
Still forever, fare thee well:
Even though unforgiving, never
'Gainst thee shall my heart rebel.

“She extended a hand that I didn't know how to take, so I broke its fingers with my silence.”
Source: Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

“Nervous hands as if the fingers were dripping from them like icicles.”
Lummox (1923)
“Well fare she, well! As perfect beauty fares;
And those high places, that are beauty's home.”
"Oxford"
Context: p>Ill times may be; she hath no thought of time:
She reigns beside the waters yet in pride.
Rude voices cry: but in her ears the chime
Of full, sad bells brings back her old springtide. Like to a queen in pride of place, she wears
The splendour of a crown in Radcliffe's dome.
Well fare she, well! As perfect beauty fares;
And those high places, that are beauty's home.</p