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, 1855 - 570 էջ |
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... true nobility ; Which virtue from your father , ripe , will fall ; Study illustrious him , and you have all . Jonson , I have no urns , no dusty monuments ; No broken images of ancestors , Wanting an ear , or nose ; no forged tables Of ...
... true nobility ; Which virtue from your father , ripe , will fall ; Study illustrious him , and you have all . Jonson , I have no urns , no dusty monuments ; No broken images of ancestors , Wanting an ear , or nose ; no forged tables Of ...
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... true she's painted with a sword , but looks Milton's Paradise Lost . As if she held it not ; though war be in Her hand , yet peace dwells in her face . Are ye for ever to your skies departed ? Oh ! will ye visit this dim world no more ...
... true she's painted with a sword , but looks Milton's Paradise Lost . As if she held it not ; though war be in Her hand , yet peace dwells in her face . Are ye for ever to your skies departed ? Oh ! will ye visit this dim world no more ...
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... true that supposition saith , Nor have the mightiest arguments most faith . Drayton . For arguments , like children , should be like The subject that begets them . Thomas Decker's Satiromastix . He'd undertake to prove , by force Of ...
... true that supposition saith , Nor have the mightiest arguments most faith . Drayton . For arguments , like children , should be like The subject that begets them . Thomas Decker's Satiromastix . He'd undertake to prove , by force Of ...
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... true thrift . But now forget that lesson , I prithee do , That cos'ning vice , although it seems to keep Our wealth , debars us from possessing it , And makes us more than poor . May's Old Couple . Of age's avarice I cannot see What ...
... true thrift . But now forget that lesson , I prithee do , That cos'ning vice , although it seems to keep Our wealth , debars us from possessing it , And makes us more than poor . May's Old Couple . Of age's avarice I cannot see What ...
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... True to the jingling of our leader's bells . Cowper's Tirocinium . To follow foolish precedents , and wink With both our eyes , is easier than to think . Cowper's Tirocinium , Beaumont and Fletcher's Elder Brother . Shall I ask the ...
... True to the jingling of our leader's bells . Cowper's Tirocinium . To follow foolish precedents , and wink With both our eyes , is easier than to think . Cowper's Tirocinium , Beaumont and Fletcher's Elder Brother . Shall I ask the ...
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A Complete Dictionary of Poetical Quotations: Comprising the Most Excellent ... Sarah Josepha Buell Hale Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1852 |
A Complete Dictionary of Poetical Quotations: Comprising the Most Excellent ... Sarah Josepha Buell Hale Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1875 |
A Complete Dictionary of Poetical Quotations: Comprising the Most Excellent ... Sarah Josepha Buell Hale Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1865 |
Common terms and phrases
Bailey's Festus beauty blood breast breath bright Butler's Hudibras Byron's Childe Harold charm clouds Coriolanus Cowper's Task dark death Doge of Venice doth dream Dryden's earth Eliza Cook ev'ry eyes fair fame fear feel flowers fools gentle Gentlemen of Verona Giaour glory grave grief Hamlet hand happy hath heart heaven Henry Henry IV Henry VI honour hope hour Jane Shore Joanna Baillie's Julius Cæsar King light live look lord lov'd Macbeth Merchant of Venice Milton's Paradise Lost mind Miss Landon nature ne'er never O. W. Holmes o'er Othello pain passion peace Pindar pleasure Poems 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 sweet tears thee thine things Thomson's Seasons thou art tongue truth Venice virtue wind wretched Young's Night Thoughts youth
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Էջ 179 - 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.
Էջ 204 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn. Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Էջ 154 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Էջ 524 - Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Էջ 204 - 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.
Էջ 453 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skilled 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 : Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Էջ 102 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
Էջ 16 - This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Էջ 208 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Էջ 483 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before, To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.