52 Metaphors for tore

And yet I might forswear it, but that that creed divine 'Tis vain I struggle to deny, for, ah, that creed is thine!" King Chico read his lady's note and silent laid it down; Then to the window he drew nigh, and gazed upon the town; And lost in thought he pondered upon each tender line, And sudden tears and a sigh of grief were his inward sorrow's sign.

Her young voice haunts my eager ear; Her hair in the candle-light Still seems an aureole,a tear Is my spectroscope to-night.

These tears will then be the last issues of (even defeated) love, of love that is frustrated of its kind design.

V. While he the dang'rous ocean braves, My tears but vainly flow: Is pity in the faithless waves To which I pour my woe? VI.

As I saw this noble woman bending gracefully before the social mendicant,the white billows of her beauty heaving under the foam of the traitorous laces that half revealed them,I should have wept with sympathetic emotion, but that tears, except as a private demonstration, are an ill-disguised expression of self-consciousness and vanity, which is inadmissible in good society.

But Odd left her, and Freya weeps in her longing for him, and her tears are red gold.

he was not here an hour, And certainly in that time, I may swear it I gave him no loose look, I had no reason; Unless my tears were flames, my curses courtships; The killing of my Son, a kindness to me.

And yet I cannot talk of their distress, the deep deep remorse of Marten, his full and complete acknowledgment of his own carelessness and ignorance of himself, so that nurse could not even say one word to him, though her tears and sobs were a deep reproach.

That tear is an oblation upon the memory of a lost love.

Our little maiden, sat for a few moments gazing, her large brown eyes dilating with a tremulous lustre, as if tears were half of a mind to start in them, and her lips apart with a delicate earnestness, like one who is pursuing some pleasing inner thought.

And if my wrongs, with his ingratitude ballanc'd, Move not compassion, let me die unpitied; His Tears, his Oaths, his Perjuries, I pass o're; To think of them is a disease; but death Should I repeat them.

every tear kissed off as soon as shed, His house she enters, there to be a light Shining within, when all without is night; A guardian angel o'er his life presiding, Doubling his pleasures, and his cares dividing!

Her tears were uselessher remonstrances vain.

You've upset 'er now, the tears is fair streamin' down 'er face'ave a bit of feelin' for a pore dumb beast.

When, at the sound of the bell, their heads were raised, the teacher said the tears were streaming, but not a sound, not even a sob, was to be heard.

When their bonnes came for them at three o'clock,washing their tear-stained faces at the cistern before daring to take them through the streets,how passionately they would cry out, the tears breaking afresh into the wet handkerchiefs: "It's that Pupasse!

Now, while I am writing, my tears are dropping down for you; now my tears are my friends, and my affection to you, O thou who wilt forever be loved.

The tears of May are rain-drops; young, because the year is not far advanced.

"These tears you have drawn from me are pearls of memory and drops of balm to my sore, tried heart.

Tears are the accessories; they will come in time, they need not be sought.

The living turn from my fond embrace, As if no love were needed; The tears I wept on thy young dead face Were never more unheeded Than my wild prayer for peace unwon One pure affection only, One faithful heart to lean upon, When life is sad and lonely.

I had long suspected that tears were a mere aesthetic refreshment with Miss Caroline.

This is indeed to be reckoned a great mercy; but then the danger is, lest you should rest here; lest those tears, and terrors, and resolutions, should be the only evidences on which you venture to conclude on the safety of your immortal state.

Our little Saturday tear, with our children, while our husbands were at Chi Alpha, were rare times.

How many tears, yea, how many broken constitutions, and premature deaths, have been the effect of this spirit?

52 Metaphors for  tore