“Go to your bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know”
William Shakespeare
“The wife was made of the husband's rib; not of his head, for Paul calleth the husband the wife's head; not of the foot, for he must not set her at his foot. The servant is appointed to serve, and the wife to help. If she must not match with the head, nor stoop at the foot, where shall he set her then? He must set her at his heart, and therefore she which should lie in his bosom was made in his bosom.”
Henry Smith
“Breast and bosoms I have known Of varied shapes and sizes From poignant disappointments To jubilant surprises”
Waldo Pierce
“Cover that bosom. I must not see it. Souls are wounded by such things, and they arouse wicked thoughts.”
Moliere
“The world of imagination is the world of eternity. It is the divine bosom into which we shall all go after the death of the vegetated [i.e. mortal] body. This world of imagination is infinite and eternal, whereas the world of generation is finite and temporal. There exist in that eternal world the eternal realities of everything which we see reflected in this vegetable glass of nature.”
William Blake
“But they whose guilt within their bosoms lie Imagine every eye beholds their blame”
“Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, / Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; / Conspiring with him how to load and bless / With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run.”
John Keats
