Soft and fair goes far. [ English Proverb, collected by George Herbert ]
Soft words break no bones. [ Proverb ]
Soft fire makes sweet malt. [ Proverb ]
Music, where soft voices die.
Vibrates in the memory. [ Shelley ]
Soft words are hard arguments. [ Proverb ]
Soft words hurt not the mouth. [ Proverb ]
Sweet sleep, with soft down
Weave thy brows an infant crown!
Sweet sleep, angel mild,
Hover over my happy child. [ William Blake ]
Amidst the soft variety I'm lost. [ Addison ]
'Tis noon - a calm, unbroken sleep
Is on the blue waves of the deep;
A soft haze, like a fairy dream,
Is floating over wood and stream;
And many a broad magnolia flower,
Within its shadowy woodland bower,
Is gleaming like a lovely star. [ George D. Prentice ]
I never saw an eye so bright,
And yet so soft as hers;
It sometimes swam in liquid light.
And sometimes swam in tears;
It seemed a beauty set apart
For softness and for signs. [ Mrs. Welby ]
No pillow so soft as God's promise. [ Saying ]
A good conscience is a soft pillow. [ German Proverb ]
Dewy evening's soft and sacred lull. [ Paul H. Hayne ]
The soul too soft its ills to bear.
Has left our mortal hemisphere.
And sought in better world the meed
To blameless life by heaven decreed. [ Scott ]
The soft whispers of the God in man. [ Young ]
In one soft look what language lies! [ Dibdin ]
Ah! the soft starlight of virgin eyes. [ Balzac ]
Inviting sleep and soft forgetfulness. [ Wordsworth ]
The wind breath'd soft a lover's sigh,
And, oft renew'd, seem'd oft to die
With breathless pause between,
O who, with speech of war and woes,
Would wish to break the soft repose
Of such enchanting scene! [ Scott ]
The rich man's son inherits cares;
The bank may break, the factory burn,
A breath may burst his bubble shares,
And soft, white hands could hardly earn
A living that would serve his turn. [ Lowell ]
Here rills of oily eloquence in soft
Meanders lubricate the course they take. [ Cowper ]
When to soft Sleep we give ourselves away,
And in a dream as in a fairy bark
Drift on and on through the enchanted dark
To purple daybreak - little thought we pay
To that sweet bitter world we know by day. [ T. B. Aldrich ]
There is in souls a sympathy with sounds;
How soft the music of those village bells.
Falling at intervals upon the ear,
In cadence sweet, now dying all away. [ Cowper ]
They did not know how hate can burn
In hearts once changed from soft to stern;
Nor all the false and fatal zeal
The convert of revenge can feel. [ Byron ]
In form so delicate, so soft his skin.
So fair in feature, and so smooth his chin.
Quite to unman him nothing wants but this;
Put him in coats, and he's a very miss. [ Horace ]
I was always a lover of soft-winged things. [ Victor Hugo ]
Soft without weakness; without glaring, gay. [ Pope ]
Soft is the strain when zephyr gently blows. [ Pope ]
To bed, to bed; sleep kill those pretty eyes,
And give as soft attachment to thy senses,
As infants empty of all thought. [ William Shakespeare ]
Come, fair repentance, daughter of the skies!
Soft harbinger of soon returning virtue!
The weeping messenger of grace from heaven! [ Brown ]
Dark the Night, with breath all flowers.
And tender broken voice that fills
With ravishment the listening hours, -
Liquid ripples, and soft ring-dove cooings
In low-toned rhythm that love's aching stills!
Dark the night
Yet is she bright.
For in her dark she brings the mystic star.
Trembling yet strong, as is the voice of love.
From some unknown afar. [ George Eliot ]
Gorgeous flowerets in the sunlight shining.
Blossoms flaunting in the eye of day,
Tremulous leaves, with soft and silver lining,
Buds that open only to decay. [ Longfellow ]
Soft o'er the shrouds aerial whispers breathe.
That seemed but zephyrs to the train beneath. [ Pope ]
A soft answer bids a furioso put up his sword. [ Proverb ]
Soft words, with nothing in them, make a song. [ Waller ]
The heart's hushed secret in the soft dark eye. [ L. E. Landon ]
Lulled by soft zephyrs through the broken pane. [ Pope ]
I take thy hand, this hand,
As soft as dove's down, and as white as it;
Or Ethiopian's tooth, or the fanned snow.
That's bolted by the northern blast twice o'er. [ William Shakespeare ]
Stillness accompanied with sound so soft,
Charms more than silence. Meditation here
May think down hours to moments. Here the heart
May give an useful lesson to the head,
And learning wiser grow without his books. [ Cowper ]
Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows. [ Gray ]
The wanton lawns, more soft and white than milk. [ Beaumont and Fletcher ]
Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows,
While proudly rising over the azure realm,
In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes,
Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm. [ Gray ]
Your peaks are beautiful, ye Apennines!
In the soft light of these serenest skies;
From the broad highland region, black with pines,
Fair as the hills of Paradise they rise.
Bathed in the tint Peruvian slaves behold
In rosy flushes on the virgin gold. [ William Cullen Bryant ]
Hard with hard builds no houses; soft binds hard. [ Proverb ]
The loveliest flowers the closest cling to earth,
And they first feel the sun: so violets blue;
So the soft star-like primrose - drenched in dew -
The happiest of spring's happy, fragrant birth. [ Keble ]
The way from the earth to the stars is no soft one. [ Seneca ]
A soul in a fat body lies soft, and is loth to rise. [ Proverb ]
Whenever he speaks, Heaven, how the listening throng
Dwell on the melting music of his tongue!
His arguments are emblems of his mien,
Mild but not faint, and forcing, though serene:
And when the power of eloquence he'd try,
Here lightning strikes you, there soft breezes sigh. [ Garth ]
Peace is the soft and holy shadow that virtue casts. [ H. W. Shaw ]
Her eye (I am very fond of handsome eyes).
Was large and dark, suppressing half its fire
Until she spoke, then through its soft disguise
Flashed an expression more of pride than ire,
And love than either; and there would arise,
A something in them which was not desire,
But would have been, perhaps, but for the soul,
Which struggled through and chastened down the whole. [ Byron ]
On the soft bed of luxury most kingdoms have expired. [ Young ]
The juicy pear Lies, in a soft profusion, scattered round. [ Thompson ]
There's a charm in delivery, a magical art,
That thrills like a kiss from the lip to the heart;
It is the glance - the expression - the well-chosen word -
By whose magic the depths of the spirit are stirred.
The lip's soft persuasion - its musical tone:
Oh! such were the charms of that eloquent one! [ Mrs. Welby ]
Sweet babe, in thy face Soft desires I can trace.
Secret joys and secret smiles. Little pretty infant wiles. [ William Blake ]
Pity makes the world soft to the weak, and noble for the strong. [ Edwin Arnold ]
Large charity doth never soil, but only whitens soft white hands. [ Lowell ]
No grief so soft, no pain so sweet, as love's delicious melancholy. [ Mrs. Osgood ]
The eyes are the pioneers that first announce the soft tale of love. [ Propertius ]
A face with gladness overspread! Soft smiles, by human kindness bred! [ Wordsworth ]
Her voice was ever soft, gentle, and low; an excellent thing in woman. [ William Shakespeare ]
As in the soft and sweet eclipse, when soul meets soul on lovers' lips. [ Shelley ]
No visor does become black villainy so well as soft and tender flattery. [ William Shakespeare ]
Little waves with their soft white hands efface the footprints in the sands. [ Longfellow ]
And to tired limbs and over-busy thoughts,Inviting sleep and soft forgetfulness. [ Wordsworth ]
The silver-leaved birch retains in its old age a soft bark; there are some such men. [ Auerbach ]
The timely dew of sleep, now falling with soft slumbrous weight, inclines our eyelids. [ Milton ]
Shame on those breasts of stone that cannot melt in soft adoption of another's sorrow. [ Aaron Hill ]
The soft drops of rain pierce the hard marble, many strokes overthrow the tallest oak. [ Lyly ]
The truly brave are soft of heart and eyes, and feel for what their duty bids them do. [ Byron ]
True zeal is an ignis lambeus, a soft and gentle flame, that will not scorch one's hand. [ Cudworth ]
They who lie soft and warm in a rich estate seldom come to heat themselves at the altar. [ South ]
The soft contralto notes of a woman's voice are born in the immediate region of the heart. [ Alfred de Musset ]
Gray hairs seem to my fancy like the light of a soft moon, silvering over the evening of life. [ Jean Paul ]
Beautiful as sweet! and young as beautiful! and soft as young! and gay as soft! and innocent as gay! [ Young ]
Well the art thou knowest in soft forgetfulness to steep the eyes which sorrow taught to watch and weep. [ Mrs. Tighe ]
Whether you call my heart affectionate, or you call it womanish, I confess that to my misfortune it is soft. [ Ovid ]
She felt his flame; but deep within her breast, in bashful coyness or in maiden pride, the soft return concealed. [ Thomson ]
In the mouths of many men soft words are like roses that soldiers put into the muzzles of their muskets on holidays. [ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ]
Oppose kindness to perverseness. The heavy sword will not cut soft silk; by using sweet words and gentleness you may lead an elephant with a hair. [ Saadi ]
The rain is playing its soft pleasant tune fitfully on the skylight, and the shade of the fast-flying clouds across my book passed with delicate change. [ N. P. Willis ]
Had he not long read the heart's hushed secret in the soft, dark eye, lighted at his approach, and on the cheek, coloring all crimson at his lightest look? [ L. E. Landon ]
There are few husbands whom the wife cannot win in the long run by patience and love, unless they are harder than the rocks which the soft water penetrates in time. [ Marguerite de Valois ]
Those eyes, soft and capricious as a cloudless sky, whose azure depth their color emulates, must needs be conversant with upward looks - prayer's voiceless service. [ Wordsworth ]
Urge them while their souls are capable of this ambition, lest zeal, now melted by the windy breath of soft petitions, pity and remorse, cool and congeal again to what it was. [ William Shakespeare ]
Her hand, in whose comparison all whites are ink writing their own reproach, to whose soft seizure the cygnet's down is harsh, and spirit of sense hard as the palm of ploughman! [ William Shakespeare ]
Learn, O student, the true wisdom. See yon bush aflame with roses, like the burning bush of Moses. Listen, and thou shalt hear, if thy soul be not deaf, how from out it, soft and clear, speaks to thee the Lord Almighty. [ Hafiz ]
Just as a tested and rugged virtue of the moral hero is worth more than the lovely, tender, untried innocence of the child, so is the massive strength of a soul that has conquered truth for itself worth more than the soft peach-bloom faith of a soul that takes truth on trust. [ F. E. Abbot ]
Among all the accomplishments of youth there is none preferable to a decent and agreeable behavior among men, a modest freedom of speech, a soft and elegant manner of address, a graceful and lovely deportment, a cheerful gravity and good-humor, with a mind appearing ever serene under the ruffling accidents of human life. [ Watts ]
Whatever of goodness emanates from the soul, gathers its soft halo in the eyes; and if the heart be a lurking place of crime, the eyes are sure to betray the secret. A beautiful eye makes silence eloquent, a kind eye makes contradiction assent, an enraged eye makes beauty a deformity; so you see, forsooth, the little organ plays no inconsiderable, if not a dominant, part. [ Frederick Saunders ]
Mother! How many delightful associations cluster around that word! The innocent smiles of infancy, the gambols of boyhood, and the happiest hours of riper years! When my heart aches and my limbs are weary travelling the thorny path of life, I sit down on some mossy stone, and closing my eyes on real scenes, send my spirit back to the days of early life; I feel afresh my infant joys and sorrows, till my spirit recovers its tone, and is willing to pursue its journey. But in all these reminiscences my mother rises; if I seat myself upon my cushion, it is at her side; if I sing, it is to her ear; if I walk the walls or the meadows, my little hand is in my mother's, and my little feet keep company with hers; when my heart bounds with its best joy, it is because at the performance of some task, or the recitation of some verses, I receive a present from her hand. There is no velvet so soft as a mother's lap, no rose so lovely as her smile, no path so flowery as that imprinted with her footsteps. [ Bishop Thomson ]