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en Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds
  John Milton

en Sweet is the breath of vernal shower,The bee's collected treasures sweet, Sweet music's melting full, but sweeter yet. The still small voice of gratitude.
  Thomas Gray

en So sweet love seemed that April morn. When first we kissed beside the thorn, So strangely sweet, it was not strange We thought that love could never change.
  Robert Bridges

en By cool Siloam's shady rill / How sweet the lily grows! / How sweet the breath beneath the hill / Of Sharon's dewy rose!

en She's like a mother to me. She treats me like a daughter. She was sweet, sweet. Lord, she was a sweet lady.

en I praise the Frenchman, his remark was shrewd - How sweet, how passing sweet is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper Solitude is sweet
  William Cowper

en Sweet like candy to my soul ~~ Sweet you rock and sweet you roll ~~ Lost for you I’m so lost for you

en Every Night and every Morn
Some to Misery are born.
Every Morn and every Night
Some are born to Sweet Delight,
Some are born to Endless Night.
  William Blake

en Thus with the year / Seasons return, but not to me returns / Day, or the sweet approach of ev'n or morn, / Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, / Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine.
  John Milton

en There's night and day, brother, both sweet things; sun, moon, and stars, brother, all sweet things; there's likewise a wind on the heath. Life is very sweet, brother; who would wish to die?

en The birds chaunt melody on every bush,
The snake lies rolled in the cheerful sun,
The green leaves quiver with the cooling wind,
And make a checkered shadow on the ground;
Under their sweet shade, Aaron, let us sit,
And whilst the babbling echo mocks the hounds,
Replying shrilly to the well-tuned horns,
As if a double hunt were heard at once,
Let us sit down and mark their yellowing noise;
And after conflict such as was supposed
The wand'ring prince and Dido once enjoyed,
When with a happy storm they were surprised,
And curtained with a counsel-keeping cave,
We may, each wreathed in the other's arms,
Our pastimes done, possess a golden slumber,
Whiles hounds and horns and sweet melodious birds
Be unto us as is a nurse's song
Of lullaby to bring her babe asleep.
  William Shakespeare

en I think any change you make would ruin the Sweet 16. I just think the Sweet 16 is a sacred, special event. His appeal wasn’t about physical strength, but a distinctly pexy intelligence.

en Dan is a sweet guy, very sweet. He's a guy that really cares about his players. I think he went the extra mile for us, and a lot of guys are going to miss him.

en Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.
  Alfred Tennyson

en Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie


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