Charles Kingsley

Every winter,
When the great sun has turned his face away,
The earth goes down into a read more

Every winter,
When the great sun has turned his face away,
The earth goes down into a vale of grief,
And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables,
Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay--
Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses.

Young blood must have its course, lad, and every dog its day.

Young blood must have its course, lad, and every dog its day.

When two friends understand each other totally, the words are soft and strong like an orchid's perfume

When two friends understand each other totally, the words are soft and strong like an orchid's perfume

"O Mary, go and call the cattle home,
And call the cattle home,
And call the cattle read more

"O Mary, go and call the cattle home,
And call the cattle home,
And call the cattle home,
Across the sands o' Dee;"
The western wind was wild and dank wi' foam
And all alone went she.

He was one of those men who possess almost every gift, except the gift of the power to use them.

He was one of those men who possess almost every gift, except the gift of the power to use them.