Dictionary of Quotations (English)S. Sonnenschein & Company, lim., 1908 - 510 էջ |
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... LORD NELSON . Uttered by him at the boarding of the San Carlo " . K 3 " A cruel story runs on wheels , and every hand oils the wheels as they run . " OUIDA . Moths , Chap . XXIII . " ( It is ) a custom More honour'd in the breach than ...
... LORD NELSON . Uttered by him at the boarding of the San Carlo " . K 3 " A cruel story runs on wheels , and every hand oils the wheels as they run . " OUIDA . Moths , Chap . XXIII . " ( It is ) a custom More honour'd in the breach than ...
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... LORD CHESTERFIELD . Letter to his Son . 25th July , 1741 . " A fool's mouth is his destruction . " PROVERBS . Chap . XVIII . , ver . 6 . " A fool's paradise is better than a wise - acre's purgatory . " G. COLMAN . The Deuce is in him ...
... LORD CHESTERFIELD . Letter to his Son . 25th July , 1741 . " A fool's mouth is his destruction . " PROVERBS . Chap . XVIII . , ver . 6 . " A fool's paradise is better than a wise - acre's purgatory . " G. COLMAN . The Deuce is in him ...
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... LORD HOUGHTON . The Men of Old . " A man's disposition is never well known till he be crossed . " BACON . " A man's house is his castle . " " ( For often ) a man's own angry pride Is cap and bells for a fool . " 66 Advancement of ...
... LORD HOUGHTON . The Men of Old . " A man's disposition is never well known till he be crossed . " BACON . " A man's house is his castle . " " ( For often ) a man's own angry pride Is cap and bells for a fool . " 66 Advancement of ...
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... LORD MACAULAY . Essay on Moore's Life of Lord Byron . " A rich man's superfluities are often a poor man's redemption . " G. COLMAN , the Younger . Who Wants a Guinea ? ( Heartly ) , Act I. , Sc . I. " A right woman — either love like an ...
... LORD MACAULAY . Essay on Moore's Life of Lord Byron . " A rich man's superfluities are often a poor man's redemption . " G. COLMAN , the Younger . Who Wants a Guinea ? ( Heartly ) , Act I. , Sc . I. " A right woman — either love like an ...
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... LORD CHESterfield . Letters to his Son , 29th Jan. , 1748 . " Affronts are innocent , where men are worthless . " ED . YOUNG . The Revenge ( Zanga ) , Act I. , Sc . I. HERBERT . Jacula Prudentum . " After death , the doctor ...
... LORD CHESterfield . Letters to his Son , 29th Jan. , 1748 . " Affronts are innocent , where men are worthless . " ED . YOUNG . The Revenge ( Zanga ) , Act I. , Sc . I. HERBERT . Jacula Prudentum . " After death , the doctor ...
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Էջ 185 - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Էջ 137 - Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men, Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
Էջ 185 - O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Էջ 119 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly: If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, 'With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here. But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come...
Էջ 316 - When lovely woman stoops to folly. And finds, too late, that men betray. What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to cover. To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, — is to die.
Էջ 168 - Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Էջ 330 - Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp; Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable; and, humour'd thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell, king!
Էջ 217 - See what a grace was seated on this brow ; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Էջ 117 - I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Էջ 115 - I'm glad of it with all my heart : I had rather be a kitten, and cry mew, Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers...