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More "E'en" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... straight to where they stood, and bowing, he and Cicely together, doffed his cap, and said in his most London tone, "We bid ye all good-e'en, ...
— Master Skylark • John Bennett
... puir fellow! Ye maunna take on about sic like laddies, or ye'll greet your e'en out o' your head. It's mony a braw man beside Johnnie Bethune has gane ...
— Alton Locke, Tailor And Poet • Rev. Charles Kingsley et al
... to be at sea, For e'en on shore, the rover, If not as drunk as he could be, Was always 'half ...
— Poor Jack • Frederick Marryat
... stormy nights and stormy days We tossed upon the raging main. And long we strove our bark to save; But all our striving was in vain. E'en then, when terror chilled my blood, My heart was filled with love of thee. The storm is past, and I'm at rest; So, Mary, weep ...
— Jo's Boys • Louisa May Alcott
... saddle once again the knight of Mancha rose, and in his hand far balancing his lance, full tilt against the troops of bulls opposing run. And thou, shrill Crillitrilkril, than whom no cricket e'er on hob of rural cottage, or chimney black, more gladsome turned his merry note, e'en thou didst perish, shrieking gave the ghost in empty air, the sport of every wind; for e'en that heart so jocund and so gay was pierced, harsh spitted by the lance of Mancha, while undaunted thou didst sit between the horns that ...
— The Surprising Adventures of Baron Munchausen • Rudolph Erich Raspe
... thrust away till they feared she had fallen over the bank. Hob and his wife were fain to get the poor man away, for his moans and fierce words were awful: and he was not a little hurt in the scuffle, so I e'en gave them leave to lay him in the cart that brought up your reverence's vestments, and the gear we lent the Abbey for ...
— The Prince and the Page • Charlotte M. Yonge
... no art To find the mind's construction in the face: He was a gentleman, on whom I built An absolute trust. O worthiest cousin, (addressing himself to Macbeth.) The sin of my Ingratitude e'en now Was great ...
— Hazlitt on English Literature - An Introduction to the Appreciation of Literature • Jacob Zeitlin
... move slowly, young hearts yearn to be Together always, cannot brook to see Their love-days pass, and void each sunny hour, Yet may we smile, e'en when fate's storm-clouds lower, Waiting fulfilment of our ...
— Poems • Sophia M. Almon
... these banks of rock, This roof of sky and tree, These tufts, where sleeps the gloaming clock, And wakes the earliest bee! As spirits from eternal day Look down on earth, secure, Look here, and wonder, and survey A world in miniature: A world not scorned by Him who made E'en weakness by his might; But solemn in his depth of shade, And splendid in his light. Light!—not alone on clouds afar, O'er storm-loved mountains spread, Or widely teaching sun and star, Thy glorious thoughts are read; Oh, no I thou art a wondrous book To sky, and sea, and land— A page ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Vol. 20, No. - 581, Saturday, December 15, 1832 • Various
... tell us what it is in Scotch,' said I, 'in order that we may improve our language by a Scotch word; a pal of mine has told me that we have taken a great many words from foreign lingos.' 'Why, then, if that be the case, fellow, I will tell you; it is e'en "spaeing,"' said he, very seriously. 'Well, then,' said I, 'I'll keep my own word, which is much the prettiest—spaeing! spaeing! why, I should be ashamed to make use of the word, it sounds so much ...
— The Romany Rye • George Borrow
... to meet With love and wonder and submissive thought. Oh! for the holy quiet of thy breast, Midst the world's eager tones and footsteps flying, Thou whose calm soul was like a well-spring, lying So deep and still in its transparent rest, That e'en when noontide burns upon the hills, Some one bright solemn star ...
— Memories of Bethany • John Ross Macduff
... it's naught but toiling At baking, roasting, frying, boiling, An', tho' the gentry first are stechin, Yet e'en the hall folk fill their pechan With sauce, ragouts, and sic like trashtrie, That's little short of downright wastrie. An' what poor cot-folk pit their painch in I own it's ...
— Interludes - being Two Essays, a Story, and Some Verses • Horace Smith
... is over, and here I sit With one arm in a sling and a milk-score of gashes, And this flagon of Cyprus must e'en warm my wit, Since what's left of youth's flame is a head flecked with ashes. I remember I sat in this very same inn,— I was young then, and one young man thought I was handsome,— I had found out what prison King Richard ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Volume 12, No. 73, November, 1863 • Various
... I be remembered?—not forever, As those of yore. Not as the warrior, whose bright glories quiver O'er fields of gore; Nor e'en as they whose song down life's dark river Is ...
— Graham's Magazine Vol XXXII. No. 3. March 1848 • Various
... they made Capri's lights It redoubled their frights, And the friars all bellowed—"Tenemur!" One and all made confessions, (E'en popes have transgressions,) There was some ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 61, No. 378, April, 1847 • Various
... the emperor, with a meaning smile. "Since your majesty has thrust yourself into the portals of my confidence, I must e'en take you with me into the penetralia, and confess at once that I have a passion, which has cost me many a sleepless night, and has preoccupied my thoughts, even when I was by ...
— Joseph II. and His Court • L. Muhlbach
... Thee! Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me, Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, ...
— Bob Hampton of Placer • Randall Parrish
... priesthood, that he so often preaches, and seeing him in the white gairment, and knowing ye've so many fast-days, and Christmas', in the kirk o' England, I fancied it might be a bit matter o' prayer he wished to offer up, yan, in the house on the flat; and so I e'en thought church prayers better than no prayers at all, in such ...
— Wyandotte • James Fenimore Cooper
... back, the savage will be persuaded we have seen him and are afraid," he said. "We must e'en take our chance. It may be he hath no evil intent, though the road be lonely and travelers few. Whatever his purpose, it is safer to go on than to stand still," and, tightening his rein, he boldly urged his horse across ...
— The Puritan Twins • Lucy Fitch Perkins
... "E'en as you like the thoughts of dining on bran-bread and milk-porridge—an extremity which you trust never to be reduced to. But all this shall not prevent me from pledging you in a cup ...
— Peveril of the Peak • Sir Walter Scott
... "Auld lang syne"; The gentle maid, whose azure eye grows dim, While Heaven is listening to her evening hymn; The jewelled beauty, when her steps draw near The circling dance and dazzling chandelier; E'en trembling age, when Spring's renewing air Waves the thin ringlets of his silvered hair;— All, all are glowing with the inward flame, Whose wider halo wreathes the poet's name, While, unenbalmed, the silent dreamer dies, His memory passing ...
— The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes, Complete • Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
... vainly hopes long here to stay, May see with weeping eyes; Not only nature posts away, But e'en good nature dies! 3. ...
— The Lives of the Poets of Great Britain and Ireland (1753) - Vol. IV • Theophilus Cibber
... was the march to which his troops retreated. Cute Jonathan, to see them fly, could not restrain his laughter; "That tune," said he, "suits to a T—I'll sing it ever after!" Old Johnny's face, to his disgrace, was flushed with beer and brandy, E'en while he swore to sing no more this Yankee doodle dandy. Yankee doodle,—ho-ha-he—Yankee doodle dandy, We kept the tune, but not the tea—Yankee ...
— De La Salle Fifth Reader • Brothers of the Christian Schools
... "if he won't come to see me, I'll e'en go and see him. Besides, I have a great desire to witness their proceedings at this temple of theirs. Will you go with ...
— The Coral Island - A Tale Of The Pacific Ocean • R. M. Ballantyne
... wife, a wife for one on us, my dear Subtle! We'll e'en draw lots, and he that fails, shall have The more in goods, the other ...
— The Alchemist • Ben Jonson
... "Well, well, Master Rene," he said, gruffly, "I must e'en take thy advice, and obtain speedy release from this pain, or else be found here dead ere the post be relieved. Keep thou open keen eyes and ears, and I pray that no harm may come of this my first neglect of duty in all the years that I have served ...
— The Flamingo Feather • Kirk Munroe
... E'en the first day he touched a blackboard's space— So the tradition of his glory lingers— Two wise professors fainted, each with face White as the chalk within his rapid fingers: All day he ciphered, at such frantic ...
— Complete Poetical Works of Bret Harte • Bret Harte
... it be? ... I know not ... Speak: I am too far advanced; I cannot now retract: perchance already I am suspected by Atrides; maybe He has the right already to despise me: Hence do I feel constrained, e'en now, to hate him; I cannot longer in his presence live; I neither will, nor dare.—Do thou, Aegisthus, Teach me a means, whatever it may be, A means by which I may ...
— Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern, Vol. 1 • Charles Dudley Warner
... destitution wears the face of power? Yet is the fabric deck'd with many a flower Of fragrance wild, and many-dappled hues, Gold streak'd with iron-brown and nodding blue, Making each ruinous chink a fairy bower. E'en such a thing methinks I fain would be, Should Heaven appoint me to a lengthen'd age; So old in look, that Young and Old may see The record of my closing pilgrimage: Yet, to the last, a rugged wrinkled thing To which young sweetness may delight ...
— The International Monthly, Volume 3, No. 2, May, 1851 • Various
... formed of Clay, Was fairer than the Light of Day. By Venus learned in Beauty's Arts, And destined thus to conquer Hearts. A Goddess of this Town, I ween, Fair as Pandora, scarce Sixteen, Is destined, e'en by Jove's Command, To conquer all of Maryland. Oh, Bachelors, play have a Care, For She will ...
— The Crossing • Winston Churchill
... Childe's poetic shade refuse To plead his cause, on his base foe make war? Perchance redemption from a phantom Muse, Whose voice now faintly echoes from afar, May come, and check his sordid conqueror's car, E'en in its roll of victory, snatch the reins, From Greed's foul hands and further havoc bar, Say, shall the Penny Steamer's petty gains, Banish the Gondolier, and ...
— Punch or the London Charivari, Vol. 93, September 3, 1887 • Various
... him through t' side, and dizzied him, and kicked him aside for dead; and fired down t' hatches, and killed one man, and disabled two, and then t' rest cried for quarter, for life is sweet, e'en aboard a king's ship; and t' Aurora carried 'em off, wounded men, an' able men, an' all: leaving Kinraid for dead, as wasn't dead, and Darley for dead, as was dead, an' t' captain and master's mate as were too old for work; and t' captain, as loves Kinraid ...
— Sylvia's Lovers, Vol. I • Elizabeth Gaskell
... is winsome and bonny, Her hair it is snooded sae sleek, And faithfu' and kind is her Johnny, Yet fast fa' the tears on her cheek. New pearlins are cause of her sorrow, New pearlins and plenishing too: The bride that has a' to borrow. Has e'en right mickle ado. Woo'd and married and a'! Woo'd and married and a'! Isna she very weel aff To be woo'd ...
— Library Of The World's Best Literature, Ancient And Modern, Vol 3 • Various
... of thy renown, O'er thy foemen terror spread, Grimly flashing on thy head. Master of the fiery steed, And the chariot in its speed,— As its scythe-wedged wheels of blood Through the battle's crimson flood, Onward rushing, put to flight E'en the stoutest men of might,— Age to age shall tell thy fame; Thine shall be a deathless name! Bards shall raise the song for thee In ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Vol. 19. No. 534 - 18 Feb 1832 • Various
... theos apo mechanes. [5] Rash youths! forbear ungallantly to vex Your fellow students of the softer sex! Ladies! proud leaders of our culture's van, Crush not too cruelly the reptile Man! Or by experience you, as now, will learn Th' eternal maxim's truth, that e'en ...
— Lyra Frivola • A. D. Godley
... necessary eventually to assure you, that no consideration in the world shall ever make me pay your play debts; should you ever urge to me that your honor is pawned, I should most immovably answer you, that it was your honor, not mine, that was pawned; and that your creditor might e'en take the ...
— The PG Edition of Chesterfield's Letters to His Son • The Earl of Chesterfield
... Hawkins, "I e'en a'most forgot to tell yer. Her dress was a very light blue silk, with a lace overskirt, 'bout the same as Tilly's. Mr. Sawyer gave her two hundred dollars to buy her things with, 'cause she's been so nice to him since he ...
— Quincy Adams Sawyer and Mason's Corner Folks - A Picture of New England Home Life • Charles Felton Pidgin
... a bitter storm My soul hath felt, e'en able to destroy, Had the malicious and ill-meaning harm His swing and sway; But still Thy sweet original joy Sprung from Thine eye did work within my soul, And surging griefs when they grew bold control, And ...
— Lotus Buds • Amy Carmichael
... dull, gray grub, unsightly and noisome, unable to roam, Days pass, God's at work, the slow chemistry's going on, Behold! Behold! O brilliant, buoyant life, full winged, all the heaven's thy home! O poor, mean man, stumbling and falling, e'en shamed by a clod. Years pass, God's at work, spiritual awakening has come, Behold! Behold! O regal, royal soul, then image, now ...
— What All The World's A-Seeking • Ralph Waldo Trine
... in whom my satires find A critic, candid, just, and kind, Do you, while at your country seat, Some rhyming labours meditate, That shall in volumed bulk arise, And e'en from Cassius bear the prize; Or saunter through the silent wood, Musing on ...
— The Lives Of The Twelve Caesars, Complete - To Which Are Added, His Lives Of The Grammarians, Rhetoricians, And Poets • C. Suetonius Tranquillus
... in features mild; In thy deportment pure: Zealous for right, e'en from a child, A friend, ...
— The Poets and Poetry of Cecil County, Maryland • Various
... a trifle tired, For his Whitsun task is a torrid one; Such holiday-fervour must be admired, But the precedent's rather a horrid one. E'en Minstrel-boys of Ulsterical zeal, Might now and then like a jolly-day; And the brave bard's harp, and the warrior's steel, Take, together, ...
— Punch or the London Charivari, Vol. 104, May 27, 1893 • Various
... remembrance moves ye, O, grant my dying prayer!—the prayer of one who loves ye: Weep, loved ones, weep my lot, with still and silent tears; Beware, or by those drops suspicion ye may waken; In this bad age, ye know, e'en tears for crimes are taken: Brother for brother now, alas! ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 58, Number 358, August 1845 • Various
... Venus beat her boy? He has mislaid or lost his bow:— And who retains the missing toy? Th' Etrurian Flavia. How so? She ask'd: he gave it; for the child, Not e'en suspecting any other, By beauty's dazzling light beguil'd, Thought he had ...
— Notes and Queries, Number 180, April 9, 1853 • Various
... thinking then, I ween, Of me, poor clumsy dunce, who e'en Had torn her silken dress. I waltzed too near her at the ball; Her beauty dazed me—that was all; ...
— When hearts are trumps • Thomas Winthrop Hall
... sighs, with lamentations and loud moans, Resounded through the air pierced by no star, That e'en I wept at entering. Various tongues, Horrible languages, outcries of woe, Accents of anger, voices deep and hoarse, With hands together smote that swell'd the sounds, Made up a tumult, that for ever whirls Round through that air with solid darkness ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine — Volume 57, No. 351, January 1845 • Various
... more than most folks that hev their sight!" he soliloquized. "What's she doin' now? Oh, stoppin' to pick a posy, for the child, likely. Now they'll all swaller her alive. Yes; thar they come. Look at the way she takes that child up, now, will ye? He's e'en a'most as big as she is; but you'd say she was his mother ten times over, from the way she handles him. Look at her set down on the doorstep, tellin' him a story, I'll bet. I tell ye! hear that little feller laugh, and he was ...
— Melody - The Story of a Child • Laura E. Richards
... I hoped, and did expect, of all no less— And sure no sovereign ever needed more From all who owe him love or loyalty. For what a strait of time I stand upon, When to this issue not alone I bring My son your Prince, but e'en myself your King: And, whichsoever way for him it turn, Of less than little honour to myself. For if this coming trial justify My thus withholding from my son his right, Is not the judge himself justified ...
— Life Is A Dream • Pedro Calderon de la Barca
... The sacred precinct hath far wider scope Than any dwelling set apart of men. This temple is the LORD'S, from base to cope. Here faltering Faith and half-extinguished Hope Find entrance unrebuked of Charity. What right? E'en so SIMON the Pharisee Might have demanded of the MAGDALEN, And with a fairer reason. But restrain The weariest waif from entrance to the fane Where pure young girls come for a special grace, Whither the smug-faced ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 98, April 12, 1890 • Various
... I will go and show myself, and reassure her," cried Dalaber, throwing on his cloak and cap. "I have time enough and to spare to set my things in order later. I have not seen Freda for full three days. I must e'en present ...
— For the Faith • Evelyn Everett-Green
... Pound of Powder, pox o'your Generosity, these great Ladies are grown as stingy as if they paid one ready Mony, were it not for a City-bubble now and then, I might e'en go dance with the Dogs ...
— The Fine Lady's Airs (1709) • Thomas Baker
... had yielded me white lilies, according to its wont, or red roses with sweet smelling savour, I had plucked them from the countryside, or from the turf of my little garden, and had sent them, small gifts for great ladies! But since I lack the first, I e'en pay the second, for he presents roses in the eyes of love, who offers only violets. Yet, these violets I send are, among perfumed herbs, of noble stock, and with equal grace breathe in their royal purple, while fragrance with beauty vies to steep their petals. ...
— Early Double Monasteries - A Paper read before the Heretics' Society on December 6th, 1914 • Constance Stoney
... be, e'en were the virtue thine to stop the loom, Thine though the gift the willow fluff to sing, pity who will thy doom? High in the trees doth hang the girdle of white jade, And lo! among the snow the ...
— Hung Lou Meng, Book I • Cao Xueqin
... her how many a girl has stood Upon the unknown brink of womanhood And sought in vain from guiding hand and power; But unlike her in that dread trial hour, They've lost their faith, for Hilda's trusting mind, E'en though it stood alone, had so much strength, And faith that to life's problem she could find Solution strange and subtle; even though at length She might complain and grieve o'er all the wasted past. Oh! life is dark and full of unseen care, And better were it if all girls thus ...
— Love or Fame; and Other Poems • Fannie Isabelle Sherrick
... had rescued. Pierre shuddered again over the escape. Better that he should have suffered myriad deaths than that a hair of that lovely head were injured. As for himself—poor object of the world's scorn and his family's revilings—was he worthy e'en to kiss the hem of ...
— Orphans of the Storm • Henry MacMahon
... and low, my friend, broad and wide, far and near. But here is to thee in a cup of thy sack; fill thyself another to pledge me, and, if it is less than superlative, e'en ...
— Kenilworth • Sir Walter Scott
... Rascals, and so expensive in blew Beer, that they are forced to put a double Price on every thing goes to Market; so that no Body will deal with them. Indeed, if it incenses them, that Betty won't buy, burn her own Goods and take off theirs, they must e'en turn the Buckle behind. Blanch will be wiser, for her own sake, than lay Stresses on her Sister, from whom she gets more than by all the World beside, only to humour a Set of grumbling Churls, who don't know what they would be at; and so extremely senseless, that it's Matter of Wonder, their ...
— The True Life of Betty Ireland • Anonymous
... whose lov'd ones have vanished, Swept down in the seething ocean of fire, E'en now they may rest where pain is all banished, And join their glad songs ...
— Barriers Burned Away • E. P. Roe
... I saw my mother kneel, And with her blessing took her nightly kiss; Whatever Time destroys, he cannot this;— E'en now that nameless kiss I ...
— Journeys Through Bookland, Vol. 10 - The Guide • Charles Herbert Sylvester
... Turner went again out of town, to fence at some country mansion. Upon this Carlisle, a resolute villain, came to his employer and told him with grim set face that, as Gray had deceived him and there was "trust in no knave of them all," he would e'en have nobody but himself, and would assuredly kill Turner on his return, though it were with the loss of his own life. Irving, a Border lad, and page to Lord Sanquhar, ultimately joined Carlisle in ...
— Old and New London - Volume I • Walter Thornbury
... he bounds "Across the verdant plain, "And, e'en when showers fall, he proves "He—doesn't mind ...
— The Sketches of Seymour (Illustrated), Complete • Robert Seymour
... sweet rose, the lupin, and the stock, And lend a staff to the still gadding pea. Ye fair, it well becomes you. Better thus Cheat time away, than at the crowded rout, Rustling in silk, in a small room, close-pent, And heated e'en to fusion; made to breathe A rank contagious air, and fret at whist, Or sit aside to sneer and ...
— The Botanical Magazine Vol. 8 - Or, Flower-Garden Displayed • William Curtis
... within Should from earth's Babel-clamor be kept free, E'en that His still small voice and step might be Heard at its inner shrine, Through that deep hush of soul, with clearer thrill? Then should I grieve?—O ...
— Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Vol. 2, No. 8, January, 1851 • Various
... thee?" she cried. At first the silent lips made no reply, But moved at length by her importunate cry, "Give me," he answered, with imploring tone, "Ser Federigo's falcon for my own!" No answer could the astonished mother make; How could she ask, e'en for her darling's sake, Such favor at a luckless lover's hand, Well knowing that to ask was to command? Well knowing, what all falconers confessed, In all the land that falcon was the best, The master's pride and passion and ...
— The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow • Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
... his confession as it was meant: if Thomas' daughter was indeed what Orion described her there could be but small hope for his beautiful favorite. He and Martina must e'en make their way home again with two adopted dear ones, and it must be the care of the old folks to comfort the young ones instead of the young succoring the old as was natural. And in spite of everything Orion had won on his affections, for every day, ...
— Uarda • Georg Ebers
... That e'en if death's fell scythe[FN8] was here, If mountains should oppose my path Like two fierce foes[FN9] who block the way, Yet will I fight all these combined And risk all else to gain my end, And whether it be life or death I'll cast myself at ...
— Apu Ollantay - A Drama of the Time of the Incas • Sir Clements R. Markham
... into the West, And O gin he was cruel; For on his bridal night at e'en He up and grat ...
— Love and Lucy • Maurice Henry Hewlett
... surrounded there, The sea-pale, sodden warriors their souls up-yielded Then the dark upsweltering, of haughty waves the greatest, Over them spread; all the host sank deep. And thus were drowned the doughtiest of Egypt, Pharaoh with his folk. That foe to God, Full soon he saw, yea, e'en as he sank, That mightier than he was the Master of the waters, With His death-grip, determined to end the ...
— Our Catholic Heritage in English Literature of Pre-Conquest Days • Emily Hickey
... not mine to judge the baronet, E'en though he shaded all my brighter life; My duty bids me all the past forget, For he has given me a loving wife. So be it mine all passions to control, And speed me home ...
— The Song of the Exile—A Canadian Epic • Wilfred S. Skeats
... a spoiled child," returned madam fondly. "But since I have spoiled her myself, I must e'en put ...
— A Little Girl in Old Philadelphia • Amanda Minnie Douglas
... Miss Charlotte ower weel to forget her, though she has grown a deal sin' I saw her afore. This was a lassie wi' black hair, and e'en like the new wood the minister has his dinner-table, wi' the fine name—what ca' ye ...
— Out in the Forty-Five - Duncan Keith's Vow • Emily Sarah Holt
... That we should help them wash away the stains They carried hence; that so, made pure and light, They may spring upward to the starry spheres. Ah! so may mercy tempered justice rid Your burdens speedily; that ye have power To stretch your wing, which e'en to your desire ...
— Purgatory • Mary Anne Madden Sadlier
... fell into Claverhouse's party when I was seeking for some o' our ain folk to help ye out o' the hands o' the whigs; sae, being atween the deil and the deep sea, I e'en thought it best to bring him on wi' me, for he'll be wearied wi' felling folk the night, and the morn's a ...
— The Proverbs of Scotland • Alexander Hislop
... persuaded, that women here are made of the same materials as in other places; and I do not think that they can be mightily offended, if one sometimes leaves off trifling, to come to the point: however, if the Marchioness is not of this way of thinking, she may e'en provide herself elsewhere; for I can assure her, that I shall not long act the part of ...
— Marguerite de Navarre - Memoirs of Marguerite de Valois Queen of Navarre • Marguerite de Navarre
... the meek, pious, and single-minded Ghita; though one was e'en a Roman Catholic, and the other a Protestant, and that, too, of the Puritan school. Our heroine had little of this world left to live for. She continued, however, to reside with her uncle, until his days were numbered; and then she retired to a convent, no so much ...
— The Wing-and-Wing - Le Feu-Follet • J. Fenimore Cooper
... in thy face," the woman said softly as the young man looked out into the gathering dusk. "And a fear doth pain me lest my merry child hath gone from me forever. But yesterday thou wert my little one. When first I heard thy cry, e'en though thy cradle were a manger, it was as if angels sang, and the pressure of thy lips against my breast brought to my heart great joy as if the glory of the motherhood of all the ages were mine. When thou didst learn to walk, thy baby feet made sweet music and thy ...
— The Coming of the King • Bernie Babcock
... illuminated with lives of charity; young women, flushed with hope; and as the grand Christian song went on, many a woman, leaning against a supporting pillar, gave way to the tears that would come, tears of hope deferred, tears of weary longings, tears of willing, patient devotion—e'en though it be a cross that raiseth me—and then the benediction, and the assembly dispersed, touched, it may be, into a moment's ...
— History of Woman Suffrage, Volume III (of III) • Various
... his brain as in his body, stood still like one amazed. At length he turns round: 'Ay!' says he, with all the seeming calmness imaginable, 'is it so with you all? Are you all disturbed at me? Why, then I'll e'en go home and die there.' And so he goes immediately downstairs. The servant that had let him in goes down after him with a candle, but was afraid to go past him and open the door, so he stood on the stairs to see what he would do. The man went and opened the door, and went out and flung the door after ...
— A Journal of the Plague Year • Daniel Defoe
... sweeps me along in its violent impulse, Surely my strength shall be in her, my help and protection about her, Surely in inner-sweet gladness and vigor of joy shall sustain her; Till, the brief winter o'erpast, her own true sap in the springtide Rise, and the tree I have bared be verdurous e'en as aforetime: Surely it may be, it should be, it must be. Yet, ever and ever, 'Would I were dead,' I keep saying, 'that so I could go and ...
— The Germ - Thoughts towards Nature in Poetry, Literature and Art • Various
... would woo a fair maid, Should 'prentice himself to the trade; And study all day, In methodical way, How to flatter, cajole, and persuade. He should 'prentice himself at fourteen And practise from morning to e'en; And when he's of age, If he will, I'll engage, He may capture the heart of a queen! It is purely a matter of skill, Which all may attain if they will: But every Jack He must study the knack If he wants to ...
— Songs of a Savoyard • W. S. Gilbert
... outward vision, be as If I, to eyes of men be that and it appears and eke in body, for only that they see, and this despite of fate, e'en that my body show itself so full which thou dost see. of grief ...
— The Life of Sir Richard Burton • Thomas Wright
... will break, and he will break badly; and of all things under the sight of the Sun there is nothing more terrible than a broken British regiment. When the worst comes to the worst and the panic is really epidemic, the men must be e'en let go, and the Company Commanders had better escape to the enemy and stay there for safety's sake. If they can be made to come again they are not pleasant men to meet, because they will not ...
— Indian Tales • Rudyard Kipling
... up thy mind, there's no speaking again it; and thou must e'en go. Thou'lt be sadly pottered wi' Manchester ways; but that's not my look out. Why, thou'lt have to buy potatoes, a thing thou hast never done afore in all thy born life. Well! it's not my look out. It's rather for me than again me. Our Jenny is going ...
— Lizzie Leigh • Elizabeth Gaskell
... and hope, and love, Thus stricken down, e'en in their holiest hour! What deep, heart-wringing anguish must they prove, Who live to weep the blasted tree or flower. Oh, wo! deep wo to earthly love's fond trust, When all it once has ...
— Graham's Magazine Vol XXXII No. 6 June 1848 • Various
... of a stronger kind, Or cause too deep for human search to find, Makes earth-born weeds imperial man enslave,— Not little souls, but e'en the ...
— Tobacco; Its History, Varieties, Culture, Manufacture and Commerce • E. R. Billings
... brow, the seaman's dread, That scowls by night and day On that same sea And with earth-shaking sound is heard to say,— Which sound the waves roll back with mocking glee— "What! Not enough of life ye must e'en have the dead?" ...
— Rowena & Harold - A Romance in Rhyme of an Olden Time, of Hastyngs and Normanhurst • Wm. Stephen Pryer
... hand within my own, I drew her gently nearer, And whispered almost on her cheek, "Oh, would that I were dearer." Dearer! No, that's not my prayer: A stranger, e'en the merest, Might chance to have some value there; But ...
— Lord Kilgobbin • Charles Lever
... "Soh! She must e'en jog off with me, though how it is to be with her my lady may tell, not I, since every groat those villain yeomen and fisher folk would raise, went to fit out young Rob, and there has not been so much as a Border raid these four years and more. There are ...
— Grisly Grisell • Charlotte M. Yonge
... that she might lye with her Daughter, if she pleas'd, who was very cleanly, tho' not very vine. The good Man of the House came in soon after, was very well pleas'd with his new Guest; so to Supper they went very seasonably; for the poor young Lady, who was e'en ready to faint with Thirst, and not overcharg'd with what she had eaten the Day before. After Supper they ask'd her whence she came, and how she durst venture to travel alone, and a Foot? To which she reply'd, ...
— The Works of Aphra Behn - Volume V • Aphra Behn
... city's thoroughfare, A grim Old Gal with manly air Strode amidst the noisy crowd, Tooting her horn both shrill and loud; Till e'en above the city's roar, Above its din and discord, o'er All, was heard, 'Ye tyrants, fear! The dawn of freedom's drawing ...
— The Life and Work of Susan B. Anthony (Volume 1 of 2) • Ida Husted Harper
... and son of Anacyndaraxes, In one day built Anchiale and Tarsus: Eat, drink, and love, the rest's not worth e'en this.' ...
— The Works of Lord Byron - Poetry, Volume V. • Lord Byron
... for a good he knows not sighs? Who can an unknown end pursue? How find? How e'en when haply found Hail that strange form he never knew? Or is it that man's inmost soul Once knew each part and knew ...
— The Consolation of Philosophy • Boethius
... the sky's triumphal arch The glories of the dawn begin. Our dead, our shadowy armies march E'en now, in silence, through Berlin; Dumb shadows, tattered, blood-stained ghosts But cast by what swift ...
— New York Times Current History: The European War, Vol 2, No. 1, April, 1915 - April-September, 1915 • Various
... those hands not e'en the might Of Pollux' self had dared; Alcmena's son, that iron ...
— Works, V3 • Lucian of Samosata
... sorrow was heard from either bank; But friends and foes, in dumb surprise, stood gazing where he sank, And when above the surges they saw his crest appear, Rome shouted, and e'en Tuscany could scarce forbear ...
— Graded Poetry: Seventh Year - Edited by Katherine D. Blake and Georgia Alexander • Various
... perceive that glory bright To fade so soon, to sink in night, And tottering to the grave: And when around he casts an eye On the cold earth, where he must die, The fate of e'en the brave.— ...
— Translations of German Poetry in American Magazines 1741-1810 • Edward Ziegler Davis
... of thy God, Fair spirit, rest thee now; E'en while with us thy footsteps trode, His seal was on thy brow. Dust to its narrow home beneath, Soul to its place on high; They that have seen thy look in death, No ...
— Excellent Women • Various
... men's envy, or admiration: Free from care or sorrow-taking, Selves and others merry making: All they speak or do is sterling. Your fool he is your great man's darling, And your ladies' sport and pleasure; Tongue and bauble are his treasure. E'en his face begetteth laughter, And he speaks truth free from slaughter; He's the grace of every feast, And sometimes the chiefest guest; Hath his trencher and his stool, When wit waits upon the fool: O, who would not be He, ...
— Volpone; Or, The Fox • Ben Jonson
... a time, Uncle Sammy, When the honor of sister or wife, E'en that of a poor negro mammy, You'd defend, Uncle Sam, with your life. But now, what's the matter I wonder, You see womanhood treated like junk, And think but of guarding your plunder: Can you tell me ...
— War Rhymes • Abner Cosens
... since the learned say No written record was there of the tale, Ere we from our fair land of Greece set sail; How this may be I know not, this I know That such-like tales the wind would seem to blow From place to place, e'en as the feathery seed Is borne across the sea to help the need Of barren isles; so, sirs, from seed thus sown, This flower, a gift from other ...
— The Earthly Paradise - A Poem • William Morris
... brandy! (A thing that—at breakfast—of course comes in handy). A horrible dinner; no wine, and no beer, Not even a soda your spirits to cheer; No water to wash in at Turin—just think! On arrival in France, not a drop e'en to drink! What wonder poor "PUNJAB," who hails from the "Garrick," Got hungry as VASHTI, and dry as a hayrick? An Edition de Luxe, as a rule, is a sell, But a Train de Luxe sure as a fraud bears the bell, Which promises travel more cosy and quicker, ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 99, September 6, 1890 • Various
... thou gashed and hairy Lear Whom the divine Cordelia of the year, E'en pitying Spring, will vainly strive to cheer— King, but too poor for any man to own, Discrowned, undaughtered and alone, Yet shall the great God turn thy fate, And bring thee back into thy monarch's state And majesty immaculate; ...
— Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. 15, - No. 86, February, 1875 • Various
... low beneath a load Of bigotry and superstitions dark, When Liberty, amid the tottering thrones Of despots born, with gladness filled the homes Of men, e'en the Eternal City bade Her gates imperial open wide; and, like A cloud the darkness lifted from the land. Then Freedom's gentle, buoyant spirit, like The Magi's wand, extended far across The sea, and thereupon the gloomy flood Was parted wide asunder, and revealed A glorious paradise for Freedom's ...
— See America First • Orville O. Hiestand
... profess They weary of Thy parts, E'en let them die at blasphemy And perish with their arts; But we that love, but we that prove Thine excellence august, While we adore discover more Thee perfect, ...
— The German Classics of The Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, Vol. IV • Editor-in-Chief: Kuno Francke
... under her coates and did something breake the fall. Mr. Talbot caught her in his armes, but she struck him dead: she cried out for help, and he was with great difficulty brought to life again. Her father told her that since she had made such a leap she should e'en marrie him. She was my honoured friend Col. Sharington Talbot's grandmother, and died at her house at Lacock about 1651, being about an hundred yeares ...
— The Natural History of Wiltshire • John Aubrey
... his chiefs came stealthily forth. Already the sun hung low and enlightened the peaks of the north; But the wind was stubborn to die and blew as it blows at morn, Showering the nuts in the dusk, and e'en as a banner is torn, High on the peaks of the island, shattered the mountain cloud. And now at once, at a signal, a silent, emulous crowd Set hands to the work of death, hurrying to and fro, Like ants, to furnish the fagots, building them broad ...
— Ballads • Robert Louis Stevenson
... goodliest prize. Now daylight faded, and the twilight gloom Deepened the stillness in the vaulted room, Save where upon the hearth a fitful glow Blushed from the embers as the fire burned low. There is a certain subtle twilight mood, When two hearts meet in a dim solitude, That thrills the soul e'en to the finger-tips, And brings the heart's dear secrets to the lips. In Gawayne's corner, as the shades grew thicker, Four eyes waxed brighter, and two pulses quicker; Ten minutes more of quiet talk unbroken, And heaven alone can tell what might be spoken! But it was not to be, for ...
— Gawayne And The Green Knight - A Fairy Tale • Charlton Miner Lewis
... thou Vendel King, Fast and hard thy strokes are plied E'en to his good saddle bow Vidrik ...
— Ulf Van Yern - and Other Ballads • Thomas J. Wise
... Without the need of confirmation sure,— That when her passionate, poor, wounded heart Had time and strength to reassert itself, Her memory, and truth to you as wife, Enwrapt her once again, and she withdrew E'en from the love that, trusting, she had sought. She lay within my castle with my dames, Resting, and waiting for the dawn of day, When she had bade me lead her back to you, That she might ask forgiveness for her fault. ...
— Under King Constantine • Katrina Trask
... 3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth Will his changeless goodness prove; From the gloom his brightness streameth, God is ...
— Hymns for Christian Devotion - Especially Adapted to the Universalist Denomination • J.G. Adams
... upon. Ye never kend of ony o' them ganging to the spring, as they behoved to ca' the stinking well yonder.—Na, na—they were up in the morning—had their parritch, wi' maybe a thimblefull of brandy, and then awa up into the hills, eat their bit cauld meat on the heather, and came hame at e'en with the creel full of caller trouts, and had them to their dinner, and their quiet cogue of ale, and their drap punch, and were set singing their catches and glees, as they ca'd them, till ten o'clock, and then to bed, wi' God bless ye—and ...
— St. Ronan's Well • Sir Walter Scott
... mirage of Freedome which would persuade him that he may run hither and thither as the whim prompteth over the face of the Earthe—yea, take the wings of the morninge and winnowe his aerie way to the Pleiadies— he must e'en plod heavilie and with paine along that single and narrowe Path whereto the limitations of his personal nature and profession confine him—happy if he arrive with muche diligence and faire credit at the ende thereof, and falle not ignobly ...
— David Poindexter's Disappearance and Other Tales • Julian Hawthorne
... employ with pleasure all my art To keep him cheerful, and secure his heart. At e'en, when he comes weary frae the hill, I'll have a' things made ready to his will; In winter when he toils through wind and rain, A bleezin' ingle, and a clean hearth-stane; And soon as he's flung by his plaid and staff, The seething pot's be ...
— Royal Edinburgh - Her Saints, Kings, Prophets and Poets • Margaret Oliphant
... road to Mombas-a, Where e'en mermaids never play, Where to come would be a blunder Hunting ...
— The Red-Blooded Heroes of the Frontier • Edgar Beecher Bronson
... still— Gay have I been, a spendthrift and an idler, A brilliant fly that buzzed about the bloom. But I had that in me deep down, and still, Of which you, you alone, possess the key, A sullen nobleness to you disclosed E'en then with shame: and by no other guessed. This you well know: betray not that at least; For even the lightest woman here is scared, And dreads to dabble deeper in the soul. We have ...
— Nero • Stephen Phillips
... winds and still the evening gloom, Not e'en a Zephyr wanders through the grove, Whilst I return to view my Margaret's tomb And scatter flowers on the ...
— Dubliners • James Joyce
... night, and put it upon the chair, which she set by the bedside, after you had put your clothes upon the back of it; I know I saw her put it there, so it must be there now, I fancy.' 'Well, I cannot find it,' replied the father; so we must e'en get up in the dark, for I am sure it must be time.' The father and son then both dressed themselves, and the man, taking a shilling out of his pocket, laid it upon the chair, saying at the same time, 'There, Betty. I have left a shilling for you; take care it does not go after the candle, for where ...
— The Life and Perambulations of a Mouse • Dorothy Kilner
... seemed now what it was, E'en as proceedeth on before the flame Upward along the paper a brown color, Which is not black as yet, and the ...
— Among My Books • James Russell Lowell
... well and reasonably," said William Flammock. "Let us e'en make a grace of surrendering his body up to the King, and assure thereby such terms as we can for ourselves and the lady, ere the last morsel of our provision ...
— The Betrothed • Sir Walter Scott
... exclaimed Betty. "Then I can send back to-night the song book and book of plays lent me by Sir Charles Carew, and which, after reading the first page, I e'en restored to their wrappings and laid aside with a good book a-top to put me in better thoughts if ever I was tempted to touch them again. I will get them, good fellow, and you shall carry them back to their owner with my thanks, if it so ...
— Prisoners of Hope - A Tale of Colonial Virginia • Mary Johnston
... I have of power Beyond what he can wield, Is not a weapon of offence But a protecting shield, Which I must hold before him To save him from his foe, E'en though I be the enemy That ...
— Successful Recitations • Various
... caution judge of probabilities. Things deemed unlikely, e'en impossible, Experience often ...
— Running a Thousand Miles for Freedom • William and Ellen Craft
... Christian, 'spite my, dearth, In the fair midst of thine elect to dwell: Albeit my lack of grace I know full well; For that thy grace, my Lady and my Queen, Aboundeth more than all my misdemean, Withouten which no soul of all that sigh May merit heaven. 'Tis sooth I say, for e'en In this belief I will to live ...
— Our Lady Saint Mary • J. G. H. Barry
... air agrees with Quakers, And Carolina's with Associators: Both e'en too good for madmen ...
— The Works of Aphra Behn, Vol. II • Aphra Behn
... her house she soon built of nice red brick, But she only thatched it with straw; And she thought that, however the Fox might kick, He could not get in e'en a paw. ...
— The Fox and the Geese; and The Wonderful History of Henny-Penny • Anonymous
... is no art To find the mind's construction in the face: He was a gentleman, on whom I built An absolute trust. O worthiest cousin, (addressing himself to Macbeth.) The sin of my Ingratitude e'en now Was great upon ...
— Hazlitt on English Literature - An Introduction to the Appreciation of Literature • Jacob Zeitlin
... a dark tale of crime, and awed and chilled E'en indignation seeming horror still'd, Men stood beside a murd'rer's couch of death, Watching-the glazing-eye and flickering-breath— Speaking with look and hurried sign alone, Their thoughts, too terror-fraught for word ...
— The Vale of Cedars • Grace Aguilar
... good son To sew at length with zeal began; And he sewed hart and hind with art, E'en as they run pursued ...
— Hafbur and Signe - a ballad • Thomas J. Wise
... t' side, and dizzied him, and kicked him aside for dead; and fired down t' hatches, and killed one man, and disabled two, and then t' rest cried for quarter, for life is sweet, e'en aboard a king's ship; and t' Aurora carried 'em off, wounded men, an' able men, an' all: leaving Kinraid for dead, as wasn't dead, and Darley for dead, as was dead, an' t' captain and master's mate as were too old for work; and t' captain, as loves Kinraid like a brother, ...
— Sylvia's Lovers, Vol. I • Elizabeth Gaskell
... kind pass by, Intent on high designs, a thoughtful band, By forms unfashion'd, fresh from nature's hand, Fierce in their native hardiness of soul, True to imagined right, above controul; While e'en the peasant learns these rights to scan, And learns ...
— Lives of the English Poets - From Johnson to Kirke White, Designed as a Continuation of - Johnson's Lives • Henry Francis Cary
... I could bear much, I could bear all, but this My faith in thy past love, it was so deep, So pure, so sacred, 'twas my only solace; I fed upon it in my secret heart, And now e'en that is gone. ...
— Count Alarcos - A Tragedy • Benjamin Disraeli
... looked at the lovely angel he had rescued. Pierre shuddered again over the escape. Better that he should have suffered myriad deaths than that a hair of that lovely head were injured. As for himself—poor object of the world's scorn and his family's revilings—was he worthy e'en to kiss ...
— Orphans of the Storm • Henry MacMahon
... Huyghens had been preceded by Fontenelle,[180] who attracted more attention. Huyghens is very fanciful and very positive; but he gives a true account of his method. "But since there's no hopes of a Mercury to carry us such a journey, we shall e'en be contented with what's in our power: we shall suppose ourselves there...." And yet he says, "We have proved that they live in societies, have hands and feet...." Kircher[181] had gone to the stars before him, but would not find any life in them, ...
— A Budget of Paradoxes, Volume I (of II) • Augustus De Morgan
... grew a golden chain, That bound the woman to more human things, And taught with joy—and, it may be, with pain— That there are limits e'en to Spirits' wings. ...
— International Weekly Miscellany, Vol. I, No. 6 - Of Literature, Art, And Science, New York, August 5, 1850 • Various
... forced the strife upon me without cause, and loaded me with blows; but in that ye so conjure me, I am he that will harm no man for profit to myself save that he first attack me. And since it seemeth good to ye I will e'en lay the strife in respite. God grant me good counsel therein, since I do it not for cowardice, but for love of ye ...
— The Romance of Morien • Jessie L. Weston
... the architectural monuments of Avignon, Arles, Nimes, Le Puy, Perigueux, Carcassonne, and Poitiers than to those of the Midi. Is it that the days of cheap travel and specially conducted tours, when ten or fifteen guineas will take one to the Swiss or Italian lakes, or e'en to Rome and Florence, has caused this apparent neglect of the country lying between? Certainly our forefathers travelled more wisely, but then prices and means of locomotion were on quite a different scale in those days, ...
— The Cathedrals of Northern France • Francis Miltoun
... forgot the vow I breath'd in days long past; But had I faithful been, that thou Hadst loved me to the last. Without me, e'en a throne thou'dst scorn— With me, contented beg! False maid! 'tis not that I'm forsworn,— The ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 1, October 2, 1841 • Various
... skull goes round, Laughter shouts—the shouts resound. The gust of war subsides—E'en now The grim chief curls his cheek, and smooths his ...
— The Influence of Old Norse Literature on English Literature • Conrad Hjalmar Nordby
... subtle speech, Apt for the needs of all in each, Strong to endure, yet prompt to bend Wherever human feelings tend, Preserve its force, expand its powers, And through the maze of civil life, In letters, commerce, e'en in strife, Remember, it is ...
— Modern Eloquence: Vol II, After-Dinner Speeches E-O • Various
... I a boy am, who By moonless nights have swerved; And all with showers wet through, And e'en ...
— A Selection From The Lyrical Poems Of Robert Herrick • Robert Herrick
... tempest drove me, Swimming from the land still further, Many days have I been floating, Many days have I been swimming, 80 On this wide expanse of water, Out upon the open ocean. And I cannot now conjecture, Cannot guess, nor e'en imagine, How I finally shall perish, And what death shall overtake me Whether I shall die of hunger, Or shall sink beneath ...
— Kalevala, Volume I (of 2) - The Land of the Heroes • Anonymous
... word, Master Leonard, you speak so well, that I must e'en tell the truth. I brought you an apple, as a prize for good conduct in school. But I met by the way a poor donkey, and some one beat him for eating a thistle; so I thought I would make it up by giving him the apple. Ought I only to have given ...
— International Miscellany of Literature, Art and Science, Vol. 1, - No. 3, Oct. 1, 1850 • Various
... worldly ones are cavaliers now—for a cavalier is King—e'en though the sword once followed Cromwell and the gay cloak and the big flying plume do not quite hide the ...
— Mistress Nell - A Merry Tale of a Merry Time • George C. Hazelton, Jr.
... draweth down; before the armed Knight With jingling bridle-rein he still doth ride; He crosseth the strong Captain in the fight; The Burgher grave he beckons from debate; He hales the Abbot by his shaven pate, Nor for the Abbess' wailing will delay; No bawling Mendicant shall say him nay; E'en to the pyx the Priest he followeth, Nor can the Leech his chilling finger stay ... There is no king more terrible ...
— The Dance of Death • Hans Holbein
... these seas I as Persian once did worship, till in the sacramental act so burned by thee, that to this hour I bear the scar; I now know thee, thou clear spirit, and I now know that thy right worship is defiance. To neither love nor reverence wilt thou be kind; and e'en for hate thou canst but kill; and all are killed. No fearless fool now fronts thee. I own thy speechless, placeless power; but to the last gasp of my earthquake life will dispute its unconditional, unintegral mastery in me. ...
— Moby-Dick • Melville
... kept/His sword e'en like a dancer] In the Moriaco, and perhaps anciently in the Pyrrhick dance, the dancers held swords in their ...
— Notes to Shakespeare, Volume III: The Tragedies • Samuel Johnson
... we've pledged each eye of blue, And every maiden fair and true, And our green island home,—to you The ocean's wave adorning, Let's give one Hip-hip-hip-hurra! And, drink e'en to the coming day, When, squadron square, We'll all be there, To meet ...
— Charles O'Malley, The Irish Dragoon, Volume 1 (of 2) • Charles Lever
... decay, The fleshy tongue at length was worn away; She mouthed it for a while, and people dreamed Of golden days before this belle had screamed. Loaded and beat their horses at their ease. Drove thorn with, wounded backs and broken knees, Turned turtles over, and e'en tortured clams. Murdered trichinae, when they boiled their hams. Till one, a doctor, who was passing by, Struck by the horrors going on in Rye, Cut from a calf, that yet was very young. And kindly gave unto ...
— Punchinello, Vol. II., No. 34, November 19, 1870 • Various
... held his drooping head, Till given to breathe the freer air, Returning life repaid their care; He gazed on them with heavy sigh— I could have wished e'en thus ...
— Frank Fairlegh - Scenes From The Life Of A Private Pupil • Frank E. Smedley
... muttered: "Give no thanks to me. What will it help,—or this, or e'en the bath? And yet, away, I say! On to the bath!" Then the King left her, lying on the ground, And off he moved upon the couch of pain, Longing to bathe him in the shining lake, Hoping against all hope to ease his soul, And quiet in his ...
— Parsifal - A Drama by Wagner • Retold by Oliver Huckel
... "E'en from my tongue some heartfelt truths may fall; And outraged Nature claims the care of all. These wrongs in any place would force a tear; But call ...
— An Appeal in Favor of that Class of Americans Called Africans • Lydia Maria Child
... loving care To men, however mean or vile; E'en base Chandalas'[12] dwellings share Th' impartial ...
— Book of Wise Sayings - Selected Largely from Eastern Sources • W. A. Clouston
... would not strive to move A passion so delightful as self-love. Cooks garnish out some tables, some they fill, Or in a prudent mixture show their skill. Clog not your constant meals; for dishes few Increase the appetite when choice and new. E'en they who will extravagance profess, Have still an inward hatred for excess. Meat forced too much, untouch'd at table lies; Few care for carving trifles in disguise, Or that fantastic dish some call surprise. When pleasures to the eye and palate meet, That cook has render'd his great work ...
— A Poetical Cook-Book • Maria J. Moss
... Athens the bane and disgrace, There is shrieking, his kinsman by race, The garrulous swallow of Thrace; From that perch of exotic descent, Rejoicing her sorrow to vent, She pours to her spirit's content, a nightingale's woeful lament, That e'en though the voting be equal, his ruin will soon ...
— The Frogs • Aristophanes
... desired, man? when a wise man is with fules and bairns, he maun e'en play at the chucks. But you should have had mair sense and consideration than to gie Babie Charles and Steenie their ain gate; they wad hae floored the very rooms wi' silver, ...
— The Fortunes of Nigel • Sir Walter Scott
... her since that fatal morn—her golden fetters rest As e'en the weight of incubus, upon her aching breast. And when the victor, Death, shall come to deal the welcome blow, He will not find one rose to swell the wreath that decks his brow: For oh! her cheek is blanch'd by grief which time may not ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Vol. 12, - Issue 344 (Supplementary Issue) • Various
... stay, e'en as thou art, All cold, and all serene— I still might press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been! While e'en thy chill, bleak corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own; But there I lay thee in thy grave— ...
— Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Volume 2, No. 12, May, 1851. • Various
... E'en as the teacher—being such a one, Unequalled among all the men that are, Successor of the prophets of old time, Mighty by wisdom, and in insight clear— ...
— The Great Events by Famous Historians, Vol. 1 • Various
... race so high, E'en to the starry seats above, That, for our mortal progeny, A man ...
— Yule-Tide in Many Lands • Mary P. Pringle and Clara A. Urann
... prone head and sandal'd feet they flew— Lo! slender hoofs and branching horns appear! The last marr'd voice not e'en the favourite knew, But bay'd and fasten'd on ...
— Imaginary Conversations and Poems - A Selection • Walter Savage Landor
... astonished. The poor distempered man all this while, being as well diseased in his brain as in his body, stood still like one amazed. At length he turns round: 'Ay!' says he, with all the seeming calmness imaginable, 'is it so with you all? Are you all disturbed at me? Why, then I'll e'en go home and die there.' And so he goes immediately downstairs. The servant that had let him in goes down after him with a candle, but was afraid to go past him and open the door, so he stood on the stairs to see what he would do. The man went and opened the door, ...
— A Journal of the Plague Year • Daniel Defoe
... mean? Is truth at court in such disgrace, It may not on the walls be seen, Nor e'en in picture show ...
— Poems (Volume II.) • Jonathan Swift
... pent In his true environment, Wear that aureole still which now Decks his high victorious brow! Out, alas! that Fortune can't Ever give us what we want! HE must quit this vernal stage: HE must sink to middle age (E'en the Poet's soaring wit Scarcely can envisage it): Go with men of common clay In to business every day: Be perhaps a Brewer, or Haply a Solicitor,— None the fact to notice that Haloes once adorned his hat: Ay! the ways of Fate are ...
— The Casual Ward - academic and other oddments • A. D. Godley
... his bonds so dear a price demands, E'en now it costs me more than half my lands, And when this chariot meets your eyes, Where so much gold emboss'd doth rise That people all astonished stand, And Lais rides in triumph ...
— The Learned Women • Moliere (Poquelin)
... who would woo a fair maid, Should 'prentice himself to the trade; And study all day, In methodical way, How to flatter, cajole, and persuade. He should 'prentice himself at fourteen And practise from morning to e'en; And when he's of age, If he will, I'll engage, He may capture the heart of a queen! It is purely a matter of skill, Which all may attain if they will: But every Jack He must study the knack If he wants to make sure ...
— Songs of a Savoyard • W. S. Gilbert
... hopeless of relief, Thin on the towers they stand; and e'en those few, A feeble, fainting, and dejected ...
— Story of Aeneas • Michael Clarke
... they have no intention of coming," replied the prince, "we must e'en take this matter of defence in our own hands. Hasten, Latour, to the street—undo the fastenings, and quick as thought ...
— Prince Eugene and His Times • L. Muhlbach
... principal work was "La Columbiade." It was at the house of this lady, at Paris, in 1775, that Johnson was annoyed at her footman's taking the sugar in his fingers and throwing it into his coffee. "I was going," says the Doctor, "to put it aside, but hearing it was made on purpose for me, I e'en tasted Tom's ...
— Letters of Horace Walpole - Volume I • Horace Walpole
... a vera dear bargain at half the price to any woman, Colin. And you never saw Isabel. She was here when you were in Glasgow. She has the bonniest black e'en in Scotland, and hair like ...
— Scottish sketches • Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr
... no fortune out of beer; I'm not a plutocrat or peer, Nor yet a bloated profiteer, An OM or e'en an OBE; But if I'd thirty pounds to spare I'd go and blow them then and there Upon the Hundred Books that bear The sign ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. CLVIII, January 7, 1920 • Various
... the result, the mill has to be kept turning; apparently dust, and not flour, is the proceed. Well, there is gold in the dust, which is a fine consolation, since - well, I can't help it; night or morning, I do my darndest, and if I cannot charge for merit, I must e'en charge for toil, of which I have plenty and plenty more ahead before this cup is drained; sweat and hyssop are ...
— Vailima Letters • Robert Louis Stevenson
... sigh. The burdens of distress Weigh on us all. E'en from the natal hour The purest soul some hidden cares oppress, O'ertasking far our vain and feeble power. Clouds o'er each mountain summit ever lower, And gloom enwraps each hushed and quiet vale: Bright eyes grow ...
— Graham's Magazine Vol XXXIII No. 5 November 1848 • Various
... hill?" said the shepherd's wife, pointing to the highest crag of Cairn Table. "Keep that in yir e'en, and ye'll come to John Brown's grave." Our way lay through a pathless moor, covered deep with grass, rushes, and moss; and we had asked direction to the spot where the ...
— Sketches of the Covenanters • J. C. McFeeters
... e'en go; she shall sit alone, and be dumb in her chamber a week together, for John Daw, I warrant ...
— Epicoene - Or, The Silent Woman • Ben Jonson
... be, That the Lord is with the South, that His arm is with the free; That her soil is pure and spotless, as her clear and sunny sky. And that he who dare pollute it on her soil shall basely die; For His fiat hath gone forth, e'en among the Hessian horde, That the South has got His blessing, for the ...
— War Poetry of the South • Various
... turn me, weary: while all around, All, all, save me, sink in forgetfulness, I only wake to watch the sickly taper that lights, Me to my tomb. Yes, 'tis the hand of death I feel press heavy on my vitals; Slow sapping the warm current of existence; My moments now are few! e'en now I feel the knife, the separating knife, divide The tender chords that tie my soul To earth. Yes, I must die, I feel that I must die And though to me has life been dark and dreary Though smiling Hope, has ...
— A Book For The Young • Sarah French
... And on the truly Christian plan, To make himself a gentleman: A title, in which Form arrayed him, Tho' Fate ne'er thought of when she made him. To make himself a man of note, He in defence of Scripture wrote: So long he wrote, and long about it, That e'en believers 'gan to doubt it. He wrote too of the Holy Ghost; Of whom, no more than doth a post, He knew; nor, should an angel show him, Would he or know, or choose to know ...
— Calamities and Quarrels of Authors • Isaac D'Israeli
... sweeping off my cap in true outlaw fashion, "the way is long and something lonely; methinks—we will therefore e'en accompany you, and may perchance lighten the tedium with quip and quirk and a ...
— My Lady Caprice • Jeffrey Farnol
... flee; 'Tis said, at times the sullen tear would start, But Pride congealed the drop within his ee:[25] Apart he stalked in joyless reverie,[v] And from his native land resolved to go, And visit scorching climes beyond the sea;[26] With pleasure drugged, he almost longed for woe, And e'en for change of scene would seek the ...
— The Works of Lord Byron, Volume 2 • George Gordon Byron
... which he was placed, and rather impatient of a conversation—which led to no visible conclusion or termination, "If Noll were the devil himself, as he is the devil's darling, I will not be thus nose-led by him. I'll e'en brusque it a little, if he goes on at this rate, and try if I can bring him to a more ...
— Woodstock; or, The Cavalier • Sir Walter Scott
... and go home with my head full of improvements. But the next summer comes round with no change, except that the old denizens of the soil (like my maids and my children) have grown more wild and audacious than ever, and I find no place for beds of flowers. I must e'en give it up; I have no taste for flowers, in the common sense of the words. In fact, they awaken in me no sentiment, no associations, as they stand, marshalled for show, "in beds and curious knots"; and I do not like ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 1, Issue 2, December, 1857 • Various
... plainly, Pathfinder, I e'en must. Captain Sanglier here and Arrowhead, this brave Tuscarora, have both informed me that this unfortunate boy is the traitor. After such testimony you can no longer oppose my right to correct him, as well as ...
— The Pathfinder - The Inland Sea • James Fenimore Cooper
... He the mind within Should from earth's Babel-clamor be kept free, E'en that His still small voice and step might be Heard at its inner shrine, Through that deep hush of soul, with clearer thrill? Then should I ...
— Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Vol. 2, No. 8, January, 1851 • Various
... she, "'Tis burned as black e'en as I wished! This cometh of your usurpation of my duties, sir! And yet methinks 'tis not utterly spoiled!" And drawing her knife she scrapes and trims it, cutting away the burned parts until there little enough remained, but that mighty delectable ...
— Black Bartlemy's Treasure • Jeffrey Farnol
... paths along the stream, Dark Vallombrosa in their dream. They sing, amidst the rain-drenched pines, Of Tuscan gold that ruddier shines Behind a saint's auroral face That shows e'en yet ...
— Songs and Other Verse • Eugene Field
... were they found by the few sparse folk of the country-side; But how fared each with other? E'en beasts couch, hide by hide. In a growling, grudged agreement: so father son lay curled The closelier up in their den because the last of their ...
— In The Yule-Log Glow—Book 3 - Christmas Poems from 'round the World • Various
... do. He has not taken you, at any rate; and so we will forgive him." And Lady Lufton kissed her. "As it is,"—and she affected a low whisper between the two young wives—"as it is, we must e'en put up with poor old Evan Jones. He is to be here to-night, and we must go and dress ...
— Framley Parsonage • Anthony Trollope
... seeing that I had put the lamp within my sleeve and the purses atop [280] of it, could not reach it to give it to him and said to him, 'O my-uncle, I cannot give thee the lamp. When I come up, I will give it to thee.' But he would not help me up; nay, he would e'en have the lamp, and his intent was to take it from me and turn back the earth over me and destroy me, even as he did with me in the end. This, then, O my mother, was what befell me from that foul wizard." ...
— Alaeddin and the Enchanted Lamp • John Payne
... on principle, E'en though it does not sell. He thinks the plan original— So many folk ...
— Cobwebs from a Library Corner • John Kendrick Bangs
... Mailie, an' her lambs thegither, Were ae day nibbling on the tether, Upon her cloot she coost a hitch, An' owre she warsl'd in the ditch: There, groaning, dying, she did lie, When Hughoc[2] he cam doytin by. Wi' glowing e'en an' lifted han's, Poor Hughoc like a statue stan's; He saw her days were near-hand ended, But, waes my heart! he could na mend it! He gaped wide but naething spak— At length poor Mailie ...
— The Complete Works of Robert Burns: Containing his Poems, Songs, and Correspondence. • Robert Burns and Allan Cunningham
... of the room. "What's going on here? I'm your doctor, as we both know; but I'm your friend, too. And we both know that I'm a gentleman, and you ought to be. That's a lady there. She's in trouble—she's scared e'en a'most to death. Why? Now listen. I don't help in that sort of work, my boy. What's up here? I've helped you before, and I've held your secrets; but I don't go into the business of making any more ...
— The Purchase Price • Emerson Hough
... I do feel that we owe A debt to the urban proprieties. Don't shame yourself, Ursa, but quite vice versa, You know how impressive caste's quiet is! But, JAMRACH! O JAMRACH! Woe's stretched on no sham rack Of metre that mourns you sincerely; E'en that hard nut o' natur, the great Alligator, Has eyes that look red, and blink queerly. Mere "crocodile's tears," some may snigger; but jeers Must disgust at a moment so doleful. For JAMRACH the brave, who has gone to ...
— Punch, Volume 101, September 19, 1891 • Francis Burnand
... all men see Slowly pine and fade, E'en as ice doth melt and flee Near a furnace laid. Yet the burning ray Wasting me away Passion's glow, Wakens no display ...
— CELEBRATED CRIMES, COMPLETE - MARY STUART—1587 • ALEXANDRE DUMAS, PERE
... a world full of beauty and fun for a theme, And a glass of good wine to inspire, E'en without thee we sometimes are bless'd with a gleam That resembles thy ...
— Humour of the North • Lawrence J. Burpee
... fears. On one occasion when the Sabbath meeting met at Mr. Ainslie's house, Mrs. Ainslie urged her mother to remain and partake of some refreshment before setting out on her walk homeward. "Na, na'" replied the old lady, "I maun e'en gang while I ha'e company, I dinna expec' to leeve muckle longer at ony rate, but wouldna' like to be eaten by the bears;" and for several years the one who ventured alone to the house of a neighbour after dark was looked upon as possessing ...
— Stories and Sketches • Harriet S. Caswell
... their power, with thine compared, How blank and void, how frail and fleeting! Thou hast not paused e'en o'er their tombs To give their mighty spirits greeting; But onward still with untired wing, Regardless thou 'rt thy flight pursuing, Unseen, alas! till thou art past, While o'er our heads thy snows ...
— The Knickerbocker, or New-York Monthly Magazine, February 1844 - Volume 23, Number 2 • Various
... One trust worldly things * Rest thee from all whereto the worldling clings: Learn wisely well naught cometh by thy will * But e'en as willeth Allah, ...
— The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, Volume 1 • Richard F. Burton
... came hame at e'en, and hame came he; He spy'd a pair of jack-boots, where nae boots should be, What's this now, goodwife? What's this I see? How came these boots there, without the leave o' me! Boots! quo' she: Ay, boots, quo' he. Shame fa' your cuckold face, and ill mat ye see, It's ...
— The Works of Lord Byron, Volume 6 • Lord Byron
... all doubting, truly—A knowledge greater than grief can dim—I know as he loved, he will love me duly, Yea, better, e'en better than I love him. And as I walk by the vast, calm river, The awful river so dread to see, I say, 'Thy breadth and thy depth for ever Are bridged by his thoughts that ...
— St. Elmo • Augusta J. Evans
... peace; a cock came And strife soon succeeded to joy; E'en as love, they say, kindled the flame That destroyed ...
— Serge Panine • Georges Ohnet
... Hush! lightly tread! still tranquilly she sleeps; I've watched, suspending e'en my breath, in fear To break the heavenly spell. (pp.) Move silently. Can it be? Matter immortal? and shall spirit die? Above the nobler, shall less nobler rise? (<) Shall man alone, for whom all else revives, ...
— Sanders' Union Fourth Reader • Charles W. Sanders
... us, You'll be the hero of the day, Great foe of the Bacillus! What champion may we match with you In all the world of fable? St. George, who the Great Dragon slew, The Knights of ARTHUR's Table, E'en gallant giant-slaying JACK, The British nursery's darling; Or JENNER, against whom the pack Of faddists now are snarling, Must second fiddle play to him Who stayed the plague of phthisis, And plumbed a mystery more dim And deep than ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 99., December 6, 1890 • Various
... winsome and bonny, Her hair it is snooded sae sleek, And faithfu' and kind is her Johnny, Yet fast fa' the tears on her cheek. New pearlins are cause of her sorrow, New pearlins and plenishing too: The bride that has a' to borrow. Has e'en right mickle ado. Woo'd and married and a'! Woo'd and married and a'! Isna she very weel aff To be woo'd ...
— Library Of The World's Best Literature, Ancient And Modern, Vol 3 • Various
... were stinging me, my darling, And I hate these gnats in summer E'en as though they were a rabble Of vile ...
— The Poems of Emma Lazarus - Vol. II. (of II.), Jewish Poems: Translations • Emma Lazarus
... heard, he smiled, Though of his goods he was beguiled: Nor did he e'en forbear to praise The crafty foresight of ...
— Mother Stories from the New Testament • Anonymous
... disguise — Viola, Julia, Portia, Rosalind; Fatigues most drear, and needless overtax Of speech obscure that had as lief be plain; Last I forgive (with more delight, because 'Tis more to do) the labored-lewd discourse That e'en thy young invention's youngest heir ...
— The Poems of Sidney Lanier • Sidney Lanier
... which, unless to be eventually indulged, it were cruel to plant in us, &c. &c.). But, [Greek: meg' ophelema tout' edoreso brotois]! concludes the chorus, like a sigh from the admitted Eleusinian AEschylus was! You cannot think how this foolish circumstance struck me this evening, so I thought I would e'en tell you at once and be done with it. Are you not my dear friend already, and shall I not use you? And pray you not to 'lean out of the window' when my own foot is only on the stair; ...
— The Letters of Robert Browning and Elizabeth Barrett Barrett, Vol. 1 (of 2) 1845-1846 • Robert Browning and Elizabeth Barrett Barrett
... face, it seemed impossible, literally impossible, to approach that terrible impure point and she only wept. She thought sometimes of that good Mrs. Hartvig's soft hand; but she was a stranger, and far away. So she must e'en fight out her fight in utter solitude, and so quietly that no one ...
— Tales of Two Countries • Alexander Kielland
... lie the weary limbed boatmen in slumber. Walk softly,—walk softly, O Moon, through the gray, broken clouds in thy pathway, For the earth lies asleep, and the boon of repose is bestowed on the weary. Toiling hands have forgotten their care; e'en the brooks have forgotten to murmur; But hark!—there's a sound on the air! —'tis the light-rustling robes of the Spirits. Like the breath of the night in the leaves, or the murmur of reeds on the river, In the cool ...
— Legends of the Northwest • Hanford Lennox Gordon
... Fast and hard thy strokes are plied E'en to his good saddle bow Vidrik stoops his ...
— Ulf Van Yern - and Other Ballads • Thomas J. Wise
... aweary, he had fled for peace and rest, And he should be disturbed by none, not e'en a royal guest. The porter nodded in his chair: I dare not say he slept: But sprang upright, as through the door a ...
— Bay State Monthly, Volume I, No. 2, February, 1884 - A Massachusetts Magazine • Various
... the park is a beautiful place," said Hermione. "I have it all filled with flowers in summer, and the gardener's boy once saw a ghost there on All Hallow E'en." ...
— Paul Patoff • F. Marion Crawford
... thus the human heart should pay Too willing homage to thy bloody sway; Should stoop submissive to a fiend sublime And venerate e'en the majesty of crime! How soon to those that tempt thee art thou near— To prompt, direct, and steel the heart to fear! Oh, not to such the voice of peace shall speak, Nor placid zephyr fan their fever'd cheek; Sleep ne'er shall seal their hot and blood-stain'd eye, But conscious ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Volume 57, No. 352, February 1845 • Various
... room behind the idol, from whence the priests ape the God's voice and move his hands at sacrifice. A priest should be there e'en now, ready for the ceremony. Thou must overcome him, Divine One, and we too can hide therein. Hrihor dare not search for us there while others are present, for e'en Shabako knows not of the room. Quick, then—they come! Thy hand is on the latch of ...
— Astounding Stories, July, 1931 • Various
... it goes, stands the bridge all sparkling; And his mind bewilder'd grows, and his eye swims darkling. Wakening, giddying, then comes in, with a deadly fright, Memory of all his sin, rushing on his sight. But when forward steps the just, he is safe e'en here: Round him gathers holy trust, and drives back his fear. Each good deed's a mist, that wide, golden borders gets; And for him the bridge, each side, ...
— The Destiny of the Soul - A Critical History of the Doctrine of a Future Life • William Rounseville Alger
... When in such a condition it does not do to overpress, as, if you do, the chances are the steer will wheel round, challenge you and get on the fight. Much circumspection is needed. He will certainly charge you if you get too near, and on a tired horse he would have the advantage. So you must e'en halt and wait—not get down, that would be fatal—wait five minutes it may be, ten minutes, or a quarter of an hour, till the gentleman cools off a bit. Then you start him off again, not so much driving him now, he won't be driven, ...
— Ranching, Sport and Travel • Thomas Carson
... up his hands, as if about to address her once more, then he turned slowly round. "Ha, ha!" he muttered; "if she had yielded to you, cruel factor, I'd have told her all I know, and made e'en her proud spirit tremble; but she's been good and kind to an auld man, ...
— Ronald Morton, or the Fire Ships - A Story of the Last Naval War • W.H.G. Kingston
... with the meek, pious, and single-minded Ghita; though one was e'en a Roman Catholic, and the other a Protestant, and that, too, of the Puritan school. Our heroine had little of this world left to live for. She continued, however, to reside with her uncle, until his days were numbered; and then she retired to a ...
— The Wing-and-Wing - Le Feu-Follet • J. Fenimore Cooper
... the village doctor made answer, "Can I find spirits so soon after all the scenes I have witnessed. Oh, the manifold miseries! who shall be able to tell them? E'en before crossing the meadows, and while we were yet at a distance, Saw we the dust; but still from hill to hill the procession Passed away out of our sight, and we could distinguish but little, But when ...
— Hermann and Dorothea • Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
... those you meet E'en though they may offend, And wish them well as on they go Till all the journey end. Sometimes we think our honor's hurt When some one speaks a little pert; But never mind, just hear the good, And ever ...
— Stories Worth Rereading • Various
... Profuse of her ideal wealth, And rich in happiness and health, An alien, class'd among the poor, Unheeded, from her precious store, Its best and dearest tribute brought; The zeal of high, adventurous thought, The tender awe in yielding aid, E'en of its own soft hand afraid! Stealing, through shadows, forth to bless, Her venturous service knew no bound; Yet shrank, and trembled, when success Its earnest, fullest wishes crown'd! This alien sinks, opprest with woe, And have you nothing to bestow? No language ...
— The Lay of Marie • Matilda Betham
... not—through the night That long has reigned with tyrant sway, E'en now I see the opening light, The harbinger of coming day; To Heaven I now direct my prayer— O God of love, forsake me not! Grant that my waywardness may ne'er Quench the ...
— Chambers's Edinburgh Journal, No. 460 - Volume 18, New Series, October 23, 1852 • Various
... majestic mien, Proud of her knowledge gained, E'en while she mourns from having seen Man's life so dulled ...
— The Bay State Monthly, Volume 3, No. 4 • Various
... the meadow, the deep-tangled wild-wood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew! The wide-spreading pond, and the mill that stood by it, The bridge, and the rock where the cataract fell, The cot of my father, the dairy-house nigh it, And e'en the rude bucket that hung in the well— The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket ...
— Selections From American Poetry • Various
... tailors Went to catch a snail, The best man amongst them Durst not touch her tail; She put out her horns Like a little kyloe cow. Run, tailors, run! Or she'll have you all e'en now!" ...
— The Great Big Treasury of Beatrix Potter • Beatrix Potter
... friend of yore, Of course you'd think my love a bore, It's not romantic: I've passed beyond the football stage, And e'en despair is saved by ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 104, January 14, 1893 • Various
... not the look of this place," Cuthbert said; "but as we hear that there is no other within a distance of another ten miles, we must e'en make the ...
— The Boy Knight • G.A. Henty
... (A thing that—at breakfast—of course comes in handy). A horrible dinner; no wine, and no beer, Not even a soda your spirits to cheer; No water to wash in at Turin—just think! On arrival in France, not a drop e'en to drink! What wonder poor "PUNJAB," who hails from the "Garrick," Got hungry as VASHTI, and dry as a hayrick? An Edition de Luxe, as a rule, is a sell, But a Train de Luxe sure as a fraud bears the bell, Which promises travel more cosy and quicker, ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 99, September 6, 1890 • Various
... make—brother Henry knoweth, at any rate. For all this do I grieve, but have no remedy, nor want one. I sometimes do almost compassionate the old king, but I cannot forbear, for he turneth my very blood to biting gall, and must e'en take the consequences of his own folly. Truly is he wild for love of me, this poor old man, and the more I hold him at a distance the more he fondly dotes. I do verily believe he would try to stand upon his foolish old head, did I but insist. I sometimes have a thought to ...
— When Knighthood Was in Flower • Charles Major
... toil, which, short and light Had dyed her glowing hue so bright, Served too in hastier swell to show Short glimpses of a breast of snow: What though no rule of courtly grace To measured mood had trained her pace,— A foot more light, a step more true, Ne'er from the heath-flower dashed the dew; E'en the slight harebell raised its head, Elastic from her airy tread: What though upon her speech there hung The accents of the mountain tongue,—- Those silver sounds, so soft, so dear, The listener ...
— The Lady of the Lake • Sir Walter Scott
... kilns and barns at e'en When bones are crazed, and blind is thin Is doubtless great distress, Yet then ...
— The Poet's Poet • Elizabeth Atkins
... preaches, and seeing him in the white gairment, and knowing ye've so many fast-days, and Christmas', in the kirk o' England, I fancied it might be a bit matter o' prayer he wished to offer up, yan, in the house on the flat; and so I e'en thought church prayers better than no prayers at all, ...
— Wyandotte • James Fenimore Cooper
... parrot to cry, hail? What taught the chattering pie his tale? Hunger; that sharpener of the wits, Which gives e'en ...
— Marriage • Susan Edmonstone Ferrier
... Why, e'en Marie Corelli, who discuss'd Of the Two Worlds so learnedly, is thrust Like Elbert Hubbard forth; her Words to Scorn Are scatter'd, and her Books ...
— The Rubaiyat of Omar Cayenne • Gelett Burgess
... window for fire). Not e'en a light in the rigging o' Francis Rotch's ships? The sailors must be supping at the taverns. They're weary now of staying harborbound. There'll be rejoicing when the tax is paid, and the stiff- necked Yankees ...
— Patriotic Plays and Pageants for Young People • Constance D'Arcy Mackay
... trees near the house, and Randal and Jean would put out porridge for them to eat. And the great white swans floated in from the frozen lochs on the hills, and gathered round open reaches and streams of the Tweed. It was pleasant to be a boy then in the North. And at Hallow E'en they would duck for apples in tubs of water, and burn nuts in the fire, and look for the shadow of the lady Randal was to marry, in the mirror; but he only saw Jean looking ...
— The Gold Of Fairnilee • Andrew Lang
... I'll seek him there. And now farewell Ever beloved, but now more loved than ever! Oh! still as now watch o'er and timely check My hasty nature; still, their guardian-angel, Protect my people, e'en from me protect them: Then, after ages, pondering o'er the page Which bears my name, shall see, and seen shall bless That union most beloved of man and heaven, A patriot ...
— The Mirror of Taste, and Dramatic Censor, Vol. I, No. 5, May 1810 • Various
... fool: though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come, Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out e'en ...
— Life and Remains of John Clare - "The Northamptonshire Peasant Poet" • J. L. Cherry
... And e'en while it spoke, from a tree-top above There fluttered the song of the Wind: 'I come from the south, with a message of love, And the ...
— Chatterbox, 1905. • Various
... hand as Marmion's had not spared To cleave the Douglas' head! And, first, I tell thee, Haughty peer, He who does England's message here, Although the meanest in her state, May well, proud Angus, be thy mate! And, Douglas, more I tell thee here, E'en in thy pitch of pride, Here, in thy hold, thy vassals near— (Nay, never look upon your lord, And lay your hands upon your sword,) I tell thee, thou'rt defied! And if thou said'st I am not a peer To any lord in Scotland here, ...
— The American Union Speaker • John D. Philbrick
... away!" You will certainly say, "To the end of the farthest blue— To the verge of the sky, And the far hills high, O take me with thee, kangaroo! We will seek for the end, Where the broad plains tend, E'en as far as the evening star. Why, the end of the world we can reach, I vouch, Dear kangaroo, with me in your pouch." Oh! where is a friend so strong and true As ...
— Dot and the Kangaroo • Ethel C. Pedley
... long years have passed away, And altered is thy brow; And we who met so fondly once Must meet as strangers now. The friends of yore come 'round me still, But talk no more of thee, 'Twere idle e'en to wish it now, For what ...
— At Last • Marion Harland
... luve, my dear, Awake! The morn is grayin'! E'en tho' my heart drags, sick wi' dread, I wouldna have ...
— The New York Times Current History of the European War, Vol. 1, January 9, 1915 - What Americans Say to Europe • Various
... beneath the palace-lattice You ride slow as you have done, And you see a face there that is Not the old familiar one,— Will you oftly Murmur softly, "Here ye watched me morn and e'en, Sweetest ...
— The Poetical Works of Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Volume IV • Elizabeth Barrett Browning
... not much alter'd since That sunny month of June, Which brought me here with Pamela To spend our honey-moon! I recollect it down to e'en The shape of this decanter. We've since been both much put ...
— London Lyrics • Frederick Locker
... out of his throne, And turneth back the raging waves; With charms she makes the earth to cone, And raiseth souls out of their graves; She burns men's bones as with a fire, And pulleth down the lights of Heaven, And makes it snow at her desire E'en in the midst ...
— Salem Witchcraft, Volumes I and II • Charles Upham
... many a change the hearth hath known; The Druid fire, the curfew's tone, The log that bright at yule-tide shone, The merry sports of Hallow-e'en; Yet still where'er a home is found, Gather the warm affections round, And there the notes of mirth resound, The voice of wisdom heard between: And welcomed there with words of grace, The ...
— The Knickerbocker, or New-York Monthly Magazine, June 1844 - Volume 23, Number 6 • Various
... of the Belinda, "I have no time to waste; if you will not go to her, she e'en must come to you. I will send my boat for her and the others, and you shall wait ...
— Kate Bonnet - The Romance of a Pirate's Daughter • Frank R. Stockton
... I say so. I say so. E'en so. Technic. (He taps his parchmentroll energetically) This book tells you how to act with all descriptive particulars. Consult index for agitated fear of aconite, melancholy of muriatic, priapic pulsatilla. Virag is going to talk about amputation. Our old friend caustic. ...
— Ulysses • James Joyce
... Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read; And tongues to be your being shall rehearse, When all the breathers of this world are dead: You still shall live, such virtue hath my pen, Where breath most breathes, e'en in the mouth of men. ...
— Biographia Literaria • Samuel Taylor Coleridge
... took her hand within my own, I drew her gently nearer, And whispered almost on her cheek, "Oh, would that I were dearer." Dearer! No, that's not my prayer: A stranger, e'en the merest, Might chance to have some value there; But I ...
— Lord Kilgobbin • Charles Lever
... but sleep we look upon! But in that sleep from which the life is gone Sinks the proud Saladin, Egyptia's lord. His faith's firm champion, and his Prophet's sword; Not e'en the red cross knights withstand his pow'r, But, sorrowing, mark the Moslem's triumph hour, And the pale crescent ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction. - Volume XII, No. 347, Saturday, December 20, 1828. • Various
... various painters daily vie To limn her rosy cheek, her flashing eye, Her perfect form, and noble, easy grace, Her flowing ebon locks and radiant face. Her charms defy all portraiture: no hand Can reproduce her air of sweet command. Yet e'en such counterfeits, from foreign parts Attract fresh suitors,—win all hearts. But she, whose outward semblance thus appears To be Love's temple, such fierce hatred bears To all marital sway, or marriage tie, That rather than submit to man, she'd die. Great kings and princes, all have sued in vain, ...
— Turandot: The Chinese Sphinx • Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller
... sweet at morning hour, or at the noon o' day, To meet wi' those that we lo'e weel in grove or garden gay; But the sweetest bliss o' mortal life is at the hour o' e'en, Wi' a bonnie, bonnie lassie, in the wild glen ...
— The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume IV. - The Songs of Scotland of the Past Half Century • Various
... by a sign upon which are the words, "House to Let." June, of course, is the month of roses, while a fire-cracker is always symbolical of July. A fan for the hot month of August, and a pile of school books for the first days of September. Hallow-e'en, the gala day of October, has a Jack-o'lantern, while the year closes with a turkey for Thanksgiving and a stocking ...
— Games For All Occasions • Mary E. Blain
... in what store thou heap'st New pains, new troubles, as I here beheld, Wherefore doth fault of ours bring us to this? E'en as a billow, on Charybdis rising Against encountered billow dashing breaks; Such is the dance this wretched race must lead Whom more than elsewhere numerous here I found." ...
— Dante: "The Central Man of All the World" • John T. Slattery
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