Familiar Quotations: Being an Attempt to Trace to Their Sources Passages and Phrases in Common UseLittle, Brown, 1881 - 864 |
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Strona 13
... Canto i . St. 1 . Book i . Canto i . St. 35 . The noblest mind the best contentment has . A bold bad man.2 Book i . Canto i . St. 37 . Her angels face , As the great eye of heaven , shyned bright , And made a sunshine in the shady place ...
... Canto i . St. 1 . Book i . Canto i . St. 35 . The noblest mind the best contentment has . A bold bad man.2 Book i . Canto i . St. 37 . Her angels face , As the great eye of heaven , shyned bright , And made a sunshine in the shady place ...
Strona 14
... Canto vi . St. 12 . And is there care in Heaven ? And is there love In heavenly spirits to these Creatures bace ? Book ii . Canto viii . St. 1 . How oft do they their silver bowers leave To come to succour us that succour want ! Book ii .
... Canto vi . St. 12 . And is there care in Heaven ? And is there love In heavenly spirits to these Creatures bace ? Book ii . Canto viii . St. 1 . How oft do they their silver bowers leave To come to succour us that succour want ! Book ii .
Strona 19
... Voltaire , Merope , Act i . Sc . 4. Pope , Epist . i . Book ii . Line 305 . Scott , Lady of the Lake , Canto v . St. 30 . 2 Quoted by Shakespeare in Merry Wives of Windsor . CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE . 1565-1593 . WORKS ( ED . DYCE Sidney . 19.
... Voltaire , Merope , Act i . Sc . 4. Pope , Epist . i . Book ii . Line 305 . Scott , Lady of the Lake , Canto v . St. 30 . 2 Quoted by Shakespeare in Merry Wives of Windsor . CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE . 1565-1593 . WORKS ( ED . DYCE Sidney . 19.
Strona 170
... sweeter than the sound of an instrument . Sir Thomas Browne , Relig . Med . Part ii . The mind , the music breathing from her face . Byron , Bride of Abydos , Canto i . St. 6 . When flowing cups pass swiftly round With no allaying Thames.1.
... sweeter than the sound of an instrument . Sir Thomas Browne , Relig . Med . Part ii . The mind , the music breathing from her face . Byron , Bride of Abydos , Canto i . St. 6 . When flowing cups pass swiftly round With no allaying Thames.1.
Strona 172
... Canto iii . 27 . " T is distance lends enchantment to the view , And robes the mountain in its azure hue . Campbell , Pleasures of Hope , Parti . Line 7 . Circa 1616-1650 . RICHARD CRASHAW . The conscious water saw 172 Webster .
... Canto iii . 27 . " T is distance lends enchantment to the view , And robes the mountain in its azure hue . Campbell , Pleasures of Hope , Parti . Line 7 . Circa 1616-1650 . RICHARD CRASHAW . The conscious water saw 172 Webster .
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Strona 86 - Romeo, and when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish Sun.
Strona 79 - Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye: I feel my heart new open'd. O how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes
Strona 507 - When my eyes shall be turned to behold for the last time the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union ; on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood!
Strona 70 - 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...
Strona 298 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Strona 57 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Strona 44 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears : soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Strona 92 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Strona 191 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...
Strona 212 - Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.