A Complete Dictionary of Poetical Quotations: Comprising the Most Excellent and Appropriate Passages in the Old British Poets; with Choice and Copious Selections from the Best Modern British and American PoetsJ. B. Lippincott & Company, 1856 - 570 pages |
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... Reason ... ................................. . 438 Tempest .. 515 Harvest 223 350 Rebellion 438 Hatred 224 Mischief .............. 351 Health .... .... 227 Miser ................. 351 Reconciliation . Reciprocity . .
... Reason ... ................................. . 438 Tempest .. 515 Harvest 223 350 Rebellion 438 Hatred 224 Mischief .............. 351 Health .... .... 227 Miser ................. 351 Reconciliation . Reciprocity . .
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... reason , evermore To bring the soul into captivity ! Mrs. Osgood AGE . The careful cold hath nipt my rugged rind , And in my face deep furrows eld hath plight ; My head besprent with hoary frost I find , And by mine eye the crow his ...
... reason , evermore To bring the soul into captivity ! Mrs. Osgood AGE . The careful cold hath nipt my rugged rind , And in my face deep furrows eld hath plight ; My head besprent with hoary frost I find , And by mine eye the crow his ...
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... reason wills , our hearts should be as good Shaks . Henry IV All in a moment through the gloom were seen Ten thousand banners rise into the air With orient colours waving : With them rose A forest huge of spears , and thronging helms ...
... reason wills , our hearts should be as good Shaks . Henry IV All in a moment through the gloom were seen Ten thousand banners rise into the air With orient colours waving : With them rose A forest huge of spears , and thronging helms ...
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... reason men of sense abhor ; But fool ' gainst fool is barb'rous civil war . Why on all authors then should critics fall ? Since some have writ , and shown no wit at all . Pope . An author ! " Tis a venerable name ! How few deserve it ...
... reason men of sense abhor ; But fool ' gainst fool is barb'rous civil war . Why on all authors then should critics fall ? Since some have writ , and shown no wit at all . Pope . An author ! " Tis a venerable name ! How few deserve it ...
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... reason thus : There is no virtue like necessity . comest . Shaks . Richard II . Go say , I sent thee forth to purchase honour ; And not the king exiled thee . Or suppose Devouring pestilence hangs in our air , And thou art flying to a ...
... reason thus : There is no virtue like necessity . comest . Shaks . Richard II . Go say , I sent thee forth to purchase honour ; And not the king exiled thee . Or suppose Devouring pestilence hangs in our air , And thou art flying to a ...
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Bailey's Festus beauty blood bosom breast breath bright brow Butler's Hudibras charm clouds Coriolanus Cowper's Task dark death doth dream Dryden's earth Eliza Cook ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fear flowers fool Gentlemen of Verona Giaour glory grace grave grief Hamlet hand happy hath heart heaven Henry Henry IV Henry VI Henry VIII honour hope hour Joanna Baillie's Julius C¿sar King light live look lord lov'd Macbeth Merchant of Venice Midsummer Night's Dream Milton's Paradise Lost mind Miss Landon nature ne'er never O. W. Holmes o'er Othello pain passion pleasure Poems poor Pope's pride Richard Richard III Romeo and Juliet Rowe's Scott's Shaks sigh sleep smile soft sorrow soul Spenser's Fairy Queen spirit stars sweet tears thee thine things Thomson's Seasons thou art thou hast Timon of Athens tongue virtue wind wretched Young's Night Thoughts youth
Popular passages
Page 488 - The seasons' difference ; as the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me...
Page 203 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with age and dust ; Who in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust.
Page 198 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Page 401 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Page 567 - Crabbed age and youth cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care; Youth like summer morn, age like winter weather; Youth like summer brave, age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short; Youth is nimble, age is lame; Youth is hot and bold, age is weak and cold; Youth is wild, and age is tame.
Page 98 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To lose good days, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow; To have thy prince's grace, yet want her peers...
Page 146 - Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a mother's mind And no unworthy aim, The homely nurse doth all she can To make her foster-child, her inmate, Man, Forget the glories he hath known And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his newborn blisses, A six years
Page 143 - t possible? CAS I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly; a quarrel, but nothing wherefore. O God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains! that we should, with joy, pleasance, revel and applause, transform ourselves into beasts!
Page 250 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Page 66 - And, father cardinal, I have heard you say, That we shall see and know our friends in heaven: If that be true, I shall see my boy again...