When a tongue fails to send forth appropriate shafts, there might be a word to act as healer of these.
Thy fatal shafts unerring move; I bow before thine altar, Love!
Let there be no mincing of comparisons in this assertion. Not Turner, not Monet, painted so directly blinding shafts of sunlight as has this Spaniard.
So he held her and he prayed. Shafts of moonlight on his face. But the baby in her womb, He was the maker of the moon. He was the author of the fate that could make the mountains move.
You cannot gather much truth by searching the fields; you must sink shafts.
In my preaching the shafts are ever aimed at the brainwashed horde.
To be an object of hatred and aversion to their contemporaries has been the usual fate of all those whose merit has raised them above the common level. The man who submits to the shafts of envy for the sake of noble objects pursues a judicious course for his own lasting fame. Hatred dies with its object, while merit soon breaks forth in full splendor, and his glory is handed down to posterity in never-dying strains.
And Love, our light at night and shade at noon,Lulls us to rest with songs, and turns awayAll shafts of shelterless tumultuous day.
There is strength deep bedded in our hearts, of which we reck but little till the shafts of heaven have pierced its fragile dwelling. Must not earth be rent before her gems are found?
This place of mine never is entered by humans come for conversation, only by the mute moon's light shafts that slip in between the trees.
London underground took me on a tour of all the hidden places, the disused shafts and staircases. . . that was very interesting.
