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For the entrance is low: we must stoop till we are no taller than children to get in.
A man never stood so tall as when he stooped to help a child.
A desire to kneel down sometimes pulses through my body, or rather it is as if my body has been meant and made for the act of kneeling. Sometimes, in moments of deep gratitude, kneeling down becomes an overwhelming urge, head deeply bowed, hands before my face.
Praise a hill, but keepe below.
You bow to no one,
Down, everybody! Down on all fours! We're going to show you our new step! Like this: just swing your up and -
Such ever was love's way: to rise, it stoops.
Fence straddlers have no balls. In compensation, however, they enjoy a comfortable seat and can retreat swiftly, when danger threatens, to either side of the fence. There is something to be said for every position.
When the stakes are high, bow down low.
Down on my knees / I peel back the layers of the world.
A saint in crape is twice a saint in lawn.
He who kneels the most, stands the best.
Although I am small, ugly and dirty, I am highly ambitious, and at the slightest flattery, I immediately start to strut like a turkey.
scat to rock steady
The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth.
aphorism 129:
I would have every thought stoop and touch the Earth but that I already know the impossibility of the effort. A thought seems to have a life of its own and would rather leave itself open to flattering interpretations.
I slunk
off in the direction of the cocktail table - the only place in
the garden where a single man could linger without looking
purposeless and alone.
I fall to the toilette of my hinder parts, my favourite stance when contemplating the ways of the world.
You have wings, I have roots.
Step aside? I step aside for nobeast, whether it be a hallowed hedgehog, an officious otter, a seasoned squirrel, a mutterin' mole or a befuddled badger!
We stand tallest when we stoop to help others.
Do me the kindness of at least scraping me from the bottom of your shoes.
Gluppit the prawling strangles, there!
The Stag at Bay with the mentality of a fox at large.
On a bare branch a crow is perched - autumn evening
Crouching in position posing in perfect posture
On the rooftop of a gothic cathedral sits a monster
Laughter, I noticed a footman in old-fashioned knee breeches perched near the top of a
Why put it on if you're not going to strut?
My heart and soul are in the Stratocaster
and thin, with the slight stoop
Handel, to him I bow the knee.
I'm getting housemaid's knee kneeling here gulping beauty.
Now that my ladder's gone,
I must lie down where all my ladders start,
In the foul rag-and-bone shop of the heart.
Kneel not to me.
The pow'r that I have on you is to spare you;
The malice towards you to forgive you. Live,
And deal with others better.
With Angela drawn to the hangdog look and Malachy lonely after three months in jail, there was bound to be a knee-trmbler.
A knee-trmbler is the act itself done up against a wall, man and woman up on their toes, straining so hard their knees tremble with the excitement that's in it.
I put down my water glass and bow my
You cannot fall or stumble while on your kneels
When I get down, I don't waller around for long.
Do you wish to rise? Begin by descending. You plan a tower that will pierce the clouds? Lay first the foundation of humility.
She went up on tiptoes, just so she could look down on him.
KNEEL!!
(I hope you like it shine)
About five years ago I saw a mockingbird make a straight vertical descent from the roof gutter of a four-story building. It was an act as careless and spontaneous as the curl of a stem or the kindling of a star.
Thurst [thrust] out nature with a croche [crook], yet woll she styll runne back agayne.
You can't just tip your hat to Jesus; you must bow your knee.
Absolutely no slouching, Ed. You're the frame. You're the stem to my flower. Quit giving me crooked pictures and wilted flowers.
Sun-struck,
stuck in mid tropic strut, it sometimes stands
as if considering how to cool avian plastic,
dive into the mown lagoon of lawn;
how take flight on dayglow flap-
doodle wings, no matter
if it is ball-bald going nowhere fast.
two-edged sword; Her feet go down
The true way to be humble is not to stoop until you are smaller than yourself but to stand at your real height against some higher nature that will show you what the real smallness of your greatest greatness is.
Out of some subway scuttle, cell or loft
A bedlamite speeds to thy parapets,
Tilting there momently, shrill shirt ballooning,
A jest falls from the speechless caravan.
Bung upwards, she means, Your Grace, a tart called out.
The Necromancer's Tower squatted over the river like an incontinent titan.
Kick your shoes off, kickem off
Kneels? Falters? Look to the night sky, foolish man, and gauge the victor in the contest between Dark and Light.
three-legged stool
I have to humble myself.
Form on the floor. All
Hesitated; swooped again; hesitated again; swooped once more
Trample! Trample! It is to be trampled on by you that I am here.
Hush little owl,
You're with Twi.
I got the moves to get you by.
Big bad crows.
St. Aggie's scamps
Ain't got nothin to show the champ.
I'll pop a spiral
With a twist,
Do a three-sixty
And scatter mist
Since no one said anything, I decided to make offense my best ... offense. You didn't call me up here to kill me, did you? Or to pay me back for staking you? Because the last time I saw you upright, you were ... rude.
To ascend the mountain, we must descend to our knees.
I did not bow down to you, I bowed down to all the suffering of humanity.
This is a neighborhood where underwear sags low. For instance, ole Mr Deutschman lives up here, who used to be upstanding and decent.
Forbear, you things
That stand upon the pinnacles of state,
To boast your slippery height! when you do fall,
You dash yourselves in pieces, ne'er to rise:
And he that lends you pity, is not wise.
Oh, I'm bowed, but unbroken.
I bow to no one.Bow-- Franca Storm
I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope thro' darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope.
The prevailin' weakness of most public men is to Slop Over! ... G. Washington never slopt over.
Every great movement of God can be traced to a kneeling figure.
PSA145.14 The LORD upholdeth all that fall, and raiseth up all those that be bowed down.
He that is low need fear no fall.
That man is so low you can't put a rug under him." "His
Perched on top of the pointed nose of the
How delicate her feet who shuns the ground, Stepping a-tiptoe on the heads of men.
Nay, droop not, fellows; innocence should be bold.
I borrow the stilts of an old tragedy.
In the end, you will always kneel.
I know what you're thinking.Girlfriend has fallen out of the stoopid tree and bonked her head against every branch on the way down.
My dear, I should like to stick you full of barbed arrows like a p-p-pin cushion ... Where do you lurk? I shall come down your burrow and ch-chivvy you out like an old st-t-toat.
I kneel in the nights before tigers that will not let me be. what you were will not happen again. the tigers have found me and I do not care.
Nearest gutter if he thought it would
Remember ... Whoever is trying to bring you down is already below you.
Look who's standing if you please, 'though you tried to bring me to my knees.
Where the legs have gone the hind legs must follow
I'm coming down on the next pitch, Krauthead.
I pray with my knees bow.
Before, I simply stepped off the ground, but with you - I'm in the stratosphere. You leave me breathless.
How utterly low.
Tuck in your tail, little duck.
If the wind doesn't blow...row
If you don't have a leg to stand on, you can't put your foot down.
Degraded bird, I give you back your eyes forever, ascend now whither you are tossed;
Forsake this wrist, forsake this rhyme;
Soar, eat ether, see what has never been seen; depart, be lost,
But climb.
You know you're getting old when you stoop to tie your shoelaces and wonder what else you could do while you're down there.
Shut your fucking trap, Hawk
Hee that comes of a hen must scrape.
Be a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away all the same, knowing she has wings.
Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans upon his hoe and gazes on the ground, the emptiness of ages in his face, and on his back the burden of the world.
When she looked up, the sky was crouching.
The world brought me to my knees, what have you brung you?
I stay higher than giraffe pussy