You're strictly a tulip girl—a red tulip girl.
So fallen! so lost! the light withdrawn Which once he wore; The glory from his gray hairs gone For evermore!
Things are evermore sincere; Candor here, and lustre there Delighting.
And evermore the waters worship God;-- And bards and prophets tune their mystic lyres While listening to the music of the waves!
Kindness begets kindness evermore.
She's kind of a, well, you know, a B with an itch.
Come, see the north-wind's masonry, Out of an unseen quarry evermore Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer Curves his white bastions with projected roof Round every windward stake, or tree, or door. Speeding, the myriad-handed, his wild work So fanciful, so savage, naught cares he For number or proportion.
What profusion is there in His work! When trees blossom there is not a single breastpin, but a whole bosom full of gems; and of leaves they have so many suits that they can throw them away to the winds all summer long. What unnumbered cathedrals has He reared in the forest shades, vast and grand, full of curious carvings, and haunted evermore by tremulous music; and in the heavens above, how do stars seem to have flown out of His hand faster than sparks out of a mighty forge!
To breed up the son to common sense is evermore the parent's least expense.
Some dying men are the most tyrannical; and certainly, since they will shortly trouble us so little for evermore, the poor fellows ought to be indulged.
This is the sum; my brethren, preach Christ, always and evermore. He is the whole gospel. His person, offices, and work must be our one great all-comprehending theme
God screens us evermore from premature ideas.
Only love heals. Anger, guilt, and fear can only destroy and separate you from your true capabilities.
Whoever fights, whoever falls, Justice conquers evermore
Welcome evermore to gods and men is the self-helping man.
Wherefore, if meat causeth my brother to stumble, I will eat no flesh for evermore, that I cause not my brother to stumble.
Death, like a host, comes smiling to the door; Smiling, he greets us, on that tranquil shore Where neither piping bird nor peeping dawn Disturbs the eternal sleep, But in the stillness far withdrawn Our dreamless rest for evermore we keep.
The seasons change and you change, but the Lord abides evermore the same, and the streams of His love are as deep, as broad and as full as ever.
Let's live with that small pittance which we have; Who covets more is evermore a slave.
Be the day never so long, Evermore at last they ring to evensong.
