Tell me why the stars do shine, Tell me why the ivy twines, Tell me what makes skies so blue, And I'll tell you why I love you. Nuclear fusion makes stars to shine, Tropisms make the ivy twine, Raleigh scattering make skies so blue, Testicular hormones are why I love you.
The days of my youth, as I look back on them, seem to fly away from me in a flurry of pale repetitive scraps like those morning snow storms of used tissue paper that a train passenger sees whirling in the wake of the observation car.
A certain blue enters your soul
I do look better on TV. In real life, I look scruffy and pale, and I get the worst kind of recognition... I get the 'Haven't we met somewhere before?' I suggest it might be because I'm on the telly, and they say, 'No, it's definitely not that. Wasn't it at so-and-so's party?'
We are the music-makers, And we are the dreamers of dreams, Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams. World-losers and world-forsakers, Upon whom the pale moon gleams; Yet we are the movers and shakers, Of the world forever, it seems.
She's the gal in the red blue jeans.
A beam of God's countenance is enough to fill the heart of a believer to overflowing. It is enough to light up the pale cheek of a dying saint with seraphic brightness, and make the heart of the lone widow sing for joy.
There's a few tired limbs in the blue legs.
Blue uniforms are real. Cops are a social fiction
but their eyes were as cold blue glass buttons.
Green calm below, blue quietness above.
Little Boy Blue... he needed the money!
The one thing I couldn't identify with was the blue cowboy outfit he put on.
You will find my last words in the blue folder.
Money always ends up making you blue.
Blue Shift' is a game that I'm very proud of.
I actually like getting up to blue skies.
I always relate respectfully with blue-collar people.
Black men built the railroads, not blue eyes.
I love the University of Kentucky. I bleed blue.
Oft morning-dreams presage approaching fate;
And morning -dreams, as poets tell, are true,
Led by pale ghosts, I enter Death's dark gate,
And bid the realms of light and life adieu.
I felt I was good in basketball but I wasn't a blue-chip prospect.
The evening had turned sweet and blue.
A lot of what we do at Fox is blue-collar stuff.
The curse is an incredible set of blue balls.
My first instrument was a little blue ukele.
The winds awaken, the leaves whirl round,
Our cheeks are pale, our hair is unbound,
Our breasts are heaving, our eyes are agleam,
Our arms are waving, our lips are apart.
And blue-lung'd combers lumbered to the kill.
I'll never throw away my blue jeans.
Occasionally, I'll wear glitter or blue eye shadow.
I'm a doofus from the Valley, a blue-collar guy.
And from the phlox and mignonette Rich attars drift on every hand; And when star-vestured twilight comes The pale moths weave a saraband. And crickets in the aisles of grass With their clear fifing pierce the hush; And somewhere you many hear anear The passion of the hermit thrush.
Nonsense. Space is blue and birds fly through it.
The man who arrives at the doors of artistic creation with none of the madness of the Muses would be convinced that technical ability alone was enough to make an artist... what that man creates by means of reason will pale before the art of inspired beings.
I thought I was benefiting the Indians as well as the government, by taking them all over the United States, and giving them a correct idea of the customs, life, etc., of the pale faces, so that when they returned to their people they could make known all they had seen.
I ripped through the blue shade of the constraints of color.
I was on 'Blue Bloods.' Which I think got cut.
Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean
We're red, white and blue, and President Obama, we are through with you.
The night is shattered, and the blue stars shiver in the distance.
Stars are the daisies that begem
The blue fields of the sky.
You know you've made it when you can dye your hair blue.
Bugsy Siegel. The mobster with the beautiful blue eyes.
Above the clouds the sky is always blue.
I appreciate and love blue-green algae.
When you act against a blue screen, you have to imagine what's not there.
White rose in red rose-garden Is not so white; Snowdrops, that plead for pardon And pine for fright Because the hard East blows Over their maiden vows, Grow not as this face grows from pale to bright.
If there's anything I look down on, it's a man in a blue outfit.
Blue is the smoke of wrar, white the bones of men.
Blue eyes wash off sometimes.
I am in the Matrix and I just took the blue pill.
You could drown a kitten in her blue eyes.
O rose, who dares to name thee?
No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet,
But pale, and hard, and dry, as stubblewheat,
Kept seven years in a drawer, thy titles shame thee.
More than half a century has passed, and yet each spring, when I wander into the primrose wood, I see the pale yellow blooms and smell their sweetest scent - for a moment I am seven years old again and wandering in that fragrant wood.
You can do anything, but lay off my blue suede shoes
The Blue Ridge Mountains are an incredible place.
Usually I get recognized for The Blue Lagoon or Dallas.
Walk with electro-glide down the blue highway.
The mental powers acquire their full robustness when the cheek loses its ruddy hue, and the limbs their elastic step; and pale thought sits on manly brows, and the watchman, as he walks his rounds, sees the student's lamp burning far into the silent night.
Blue is bright and gives us hope for the future.
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