The soft blue sky did never melt
Into his heart; he never felt
The witching of the soft blue sky!
From William Wordsworth’s Peter Bell (1888)
The soft blue sky did never melt
Into his heart; he never felt
The witching of the soft blue sky!
From William Wordsworth’s Peter Bell (1888)
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Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.
From Percy Bysshe Shelley’s The Cenci (1819)
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Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus.
The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see.
From Francis Pharcellus Church’s Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus (1897)
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