Dictionary of Quotations (English)S. Sonnenschein & Company, lim., 1908 - 510 էջ |
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... hope , been able to correct many errors which have crept in through the use of " Quotations of Quotations " . As it would have been impossible to have included in a single volume a complete list of well - known quotations and sayings ...
... hope , been able to correct many errors which have crept in through the use of " Quotations of Quotations " . As it would have been impossible to have included in a single volume a complete list of well - known quotations and sayings ...
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... Hope , line 209 . 13 BYRON . Don Juan , Can . III . , St. 54 . " A sophistical rhetorician , inebriated with the exuberance of his own verbosity , and gifted with an egotistical imagination , that can at all times command an ...
... Hope , line 209 . 13 BYRON . Don Juan , Can . III . , St. 54 . " A sophistical rhetorician , inebriated with the exuberance of his own verbosity , and gifted with an egotistical imagination , that can at all times command an ...
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... Hope doth hold the feast . " GASCOIGNE . The Fruites of War , line 88 . " All men are liable to error , and most men are , in many points , by passion or interest , under temptation to it . " LOCKE . Essay on the Human Understanding ...
... Hope doth hold the feast . " GASCOIGNE . The Fruites of War , line 88 . " All men are liable to error , and most men are , in many points , by passion or interest , under temptation to it . " LOCKE . Essay on the Human Understanding ...
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... Hope , line 1 " Ask , who is wise ? —You'll find the self - same man A sage in France , a madman in Japan ; And here some head beneath a mitre swells , Which there had tingled to a cap and bells . " T. MOORE . " Assent is power , belief ...
... Hope , line 1 " Ask , who is wise ? —You'll find the self - same man A sage in France , a madman in Japan ; And here some head beneath a mitre swells , Which there had tingled to a cap and bells . " T. MOORE . " Assent is power , belief ...
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... hope shines dimly through o'erclouded skies ; Some drops of comfort on the favour'd fall , But showers of sorrow are the lot of all . " " Care that is enter'd once into the breast , Will have the whole possession , ere it rest ...
... hope shines dimly through o'erclouded skies ; Some drops of comfort on the favour'd fall , But showers of sorrow are the lot of all . " " Care that is enter'd once into the breast , Will have the whole possession , ere it rest ...
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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...