A Dictionary of Quotations from English and American Poets, Band 1T. Y. Crowell & Company, 1883 - 761 Seiten |
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... Butler : Hudibras . Part I. Canto iii . Line 877 . I have not quailed to danger's brow When high and happy - need I now ? 54 Of all the horrid , hideous notes of woe , Sadder than owl - songs or the midnight blast , Is that portentous ...
... Butler : Hudibras . Part I. Canto iii . Line 877 . I have not quailed to danger's brow When high and happy - need I now ? 54 Of all the horrid , hideous notes of woe , Sadder than owl - songs or the midnight blast , Is that portentous ...
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... Butler : Hudibras . Pt . ii . Canto iii . Line 669 , What can ennoble sots , or slaves , or cowards ? Alas ! not all the blood of all the Howards . 137 Pope : Essay on Man . Epis . iv . Line 215 . He stands for fame on his forefathers ...
... Butler : Hudibras . Pt . ii . Canto iii . Line 669 , What can ennoble sots , or slaves , or cowards ? Alas ! not all the blood of all the Howards . 137 Pope : Essay on Man . Epis . iv . Line 215 . He stands for fame on his forefathers ...
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... Butler : Hudibras . Part ii . Canto iii . Line 923 . Some men there are love not a gaping pig ; Some , that are mad if they behold a cat . For affection , Master of passion , sways it to the mood Of what it likes or loathes . 160 ...
... Butler : Hudibras . Part ii . Canto iii . Line 923 . Some men there are love not a gaping pig ; Some , that are mad if they behold a cat . For affection , Master of passion , sways it to the mood Of what it likes or loathes . 160 ...
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... Butler : Hudibras . Pt . i . Canto i . Line 71 . Reproachful speech from either side The want of argument supplied ; They rail'd , revil'd — as often ends The contests of disputing friends . 194 Gay : Fables . Fable ii . Pt . 16 . Be ...
... Butler : Hudibras . Pt . i . Canto i . Line 71 . Reproachful speech from either side The want of argument supplied ; They rail'd , revil'd — as often ends The contests of disputing friends . 194 Gay : Fables . Fable ii . Pt . 16 . Be ...
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... wise , The noble with the base complies , The sot assumes the rule or wit , And cowards make the brave submit . 233 Butler : Misc . Thoughts . Line 283 AUTHORS see Books , Critics , Poems , Reading . AUGUST - AUTHORITY . 25.
... wise , The noble with the base complies , The sot assumes the rule or wit , And cowards make the brave submit . 233 Butler : Misc . Thoughts . Line 283 AUTHORS see Books , Critics , Poems , Reading . AUGUST - AUTHORITY . 25.
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Seite 619 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility : But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Seite 287 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine; And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
Seite 6 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him ; The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost ; And — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Seite 339 - MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Seite 525 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Seite 110 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods...
Seite 364 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Seite 551 - To be, or not to be: that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them. To die: to sleep; No more; and, by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to; 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep...
Seite 48 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In Liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which...
Seite 488 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay — There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew...