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Cling around the soul, as the sky clings round the mute earth forever beautiful. Anonymous | 1 |
Clinging
as ivy clings about an oak; as tuft-hunters with buzz and purr about a fellow-commoner. Anonymous | 2 |
Cling like a forlorn hope. Anonymous | 3 |
Clinging like a wet towel to a nail. Anonymous | 4 |
Cling like moss to a damp wall. Anonymous | 5 |
Clung
like a damp dish-cloth around a stove pipe. Anonymous | 6 |
Clung like a drowning man. Anonymous | 7 |
Clings like the wicked stench of the harlots room. John Antrobus | 8 |
Clung like a beasts hide to his fleshless bones. Edwin Arnold | 9 |
Clung to the merry music of her words, like a bird on a bough, high swaying in the wind. Philip James Bailey | 10 |
Clings fast as the clinging vine. Elizabeth Barrett Browning | 11 |
Clings like an octopus. Robert Browning | 12 |
Clinging
as friend with friend, or husband with wife, Makes hand in hand the passage of life. William Cullen Bryant | 13 |
Cling like Deaths embrace. H. C. Bunner | 14 |
Cling like Ivy. Robert Burton | 15 |
Clung like a cuirass to his breast. Lord Byron | 16 |
Clinging like a faint odor. Henry A. Clapp | 17 |
Cling to the memory as tenaciously as the fragrance of lavender clings to glove or lace. Henry A. Clapp | 18 |
Clung to the soil like Caliban. Charles Dickens | 19 |
Cling to the old house as barnacles to a wrecked and stranded vessel. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle | 20 |
Clinging
like pigeons on a roof-slope. Thomas Hardy | 21 |
Clung
like ivy to a tree. Maurice Hewlett | 22 |
Cling
like the spokes of a wheel. Oliver Wendell Holmes | 23 |
Clings
like the weed in the face of the cliff. Thomas Hood | 24 |
Clings cruelly to us, like the gnawing sloth On the deers tender haunches. John Keats | 25 |
Cling like the sloth. Rudyard Kipling | 26 |
Clings about thee close, like moss to stones. Walter S. Landor | 27 |
Cling, like bees about a flowers wine-cup. Gerald Massey | 28 |
Cling Like flies to the sheer precipice. Lewis Morris | 29 |
Clung like a spectral snow. John G. Neihardt | 30 |
Clung
like magnet to steel. T. Buchanan Read | 31 |
Clung like drowning men beneath the wave. Bayard Taylor | 32 |
Clung Like serpent eggs together. Alfred Tennyson | 33 |
Her kisses burn where they close and cling Like pain of longing or fire of hell. George Sylvester Viereck | 34 |
Clinging like sentry to his post. Virgil | 35 |
Clings
like pitch. Virgil | 36 |
Cling, as clings the tufted moss, To bear the winters lightning chills. John Greenleaf Whittier | 37 |
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