IV REVEILLE Wake: the silver dusk returning Up the beach of darkness brims, And the ship of sunrise burning Strands upon the eastern rims. Wake: the vaulted shadow shaatters, Trampled to the floor it spanned, And the tent of night in tatters Straws t...
If it chance your eye offends you, Pluck it out lad, and be sound: 'Twill hurt, but here are salves to friend you, And many a balsam grows on ground. And if your hand or foot offend you, Cut it off, lad, and be whole; But play the man, stand up and e...
[the King gestures to the window] King of Swamp Castle: One day, lad, all this will be yours. Prince Herbert: What, the curtains? King of Swamp Castle: No, not the curtains, lad, all that you can see stretched out over the valleys and the hills! That...
Grandma: I used to go to ballet. Billy: See? Dad: All right for your Nana, for girls. No, not for lads, Billy. Lads do football... or boxing... or wrestling. Not friggin' ballet.
Being a lad is what I'm about.
I was a straight-A student. But I was a bad lad.
Westward on the high-hilled plains Where for me the world began, Still, I think, in newer veins Frets the changeless blood of man. ... There, when hueless is the west And the darkness hushes wide, Where the lad lies down to rest Stands the troubled d...
White Rabbit: We need a lazard with a liddle... a lad... can you help us? Bill: At your service, gov'nor. Dodo: Bill, my lad. Have you ever been down a chimney? Bill: Why, gov'nor, I've been down more chimneys... Dodo: Excellent, excellent. Now just ...
When the lad for longing sighs, Mute and dull of cheer and pale, If at death's own door he lies, Maiden, you can heal his ail. Lovers' ills are all to buy: The wan look, the hollow tone, The hung head, the sunken eye, You can have them for your own. ...
I've always got on with lads, more than I have with girls.
I'm a hard-mouthed northeastern lad. That's me - the Eminem of Northeast England.
Oh fair enough are sky and plain, But I know fairer far: Those are as beautiful again That in the water are; The pools and rivers wash so clean The trees and clouds and air, The like on earth was never seen, And oh that I were there. These are the th...
I'm not really in touch with those 'Seinfeld' lads except Jason Alexander.
I'm just a normal young lad who plays football.
Michael Owen isn't the tallest of lads, but his height more than makes up for that.
[first lines] Quick Mike: Dammit! Come a-running, lad! Delilah Fitzgerald: Stop it!
Because I liked you better Than suits a man to say, It irked you, and I promised I'd throw the thought away. To put the world between us We parted stiff and dry: 'Farewell,' said you, 'forget me.' 'Fare well, I will,' said I. If e'er, where clover wh...
Tis the old wind in the old anger, But then it threshed another wood.
You must not fear death, my lads; defy him, and you drive him into the enemy's ranks.
I'm not a 'Twilight' boy; I'll never be as good looking as those lads, and that's fair enough.
Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.
