"E'er" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... wonder and surprise, Will swear the seas grow bold, Because the tides will higher rise Than e'er they used of old, But let him know it is our tears Bring floods of grief to Whitehall stairs With a fa, ...
— How Britannia Came to Rule the Waves - Updated to 1900 • W.H.G. Kingston
... were glad Vain fluttering thoughts were hers, that hid Behind that gracious fame she had; If e'er observance hard she did That sinful men might call her saint,— White-handed Pia, dovelike-eyed,— The sick blank hours shall yet acquaint Her heart ...
— Ride to the Lady • Helen Gray Cone
... of worldly good As e'er my master had: I diet on as dainty food, And am as richly clad, Tho' plain my garb, though scant my board, As Mary's Son and ...
— English Critical Essays - Nineteenth Century • Various
... freedom e'er forget, Till time shall cease to move, The debt they owe to Lafayette Of gratitude and love? For auld lang ...
— The Old Bell Of Independence; Or, Philadelphia In 1776 • Henry C. Watson
... grotesque in his grace, Is sitting before us, and washing his face With his little fat paws overlapping; Where does he hail from? Where? Why, there, Underground, From a nook just as cosey, And tranquil, and dozy, As e'er wooed to Sybarite napping (But none ever caught him a-napping). Don't you see his burrow ...
— On the Tree Top • Clara Doty Bates
... it? It will be puir dooke before a' is ended! I'll hae him hanggit for trigomy, or what e'er ye ca' the marryin' o' twa wives at ance. Twa wives! Ou! I'll nae staund it! I'll nae staund it!" cried Rose, suddenly ...
— The Lost Lady of Lone • E.D.E.N. Southworth
... the sixteenth century is a mass of condensed melody. Each atom was soaked in a thousand songs, until the instrument reeks with sweetness. But can a human instrument, long out of tune and sadly injured, e'er be brought back to harmony of being? In the studio of the sculptor lie blocks of deserted marble. Out of one emerges a hand, another exhibits the outlines of a face. But for some reason the artist has forsaken them. It seems that as the chisel worked inward, it uncovered some crack or revealed ...
— A Man's Value to Society - Studies in Self Culture and Character • Newell Dwight Hillis
... are doomed no duty e'er to pay;- Grown, made, and smoked in a few short hours. Smoke not - smoke not! Smoke not, smoke not, the weed you smoke may change The healthfulness of your stomachic tone; Things to the eye grow queer and passing strange; All ...
— The Adventures of Mr. Verdant Green • Cuthbert Bede
... e'er my captain fought on foot, And I stood looking on. You be two earls, said Witherington, And I a ...
— The Book of Brave Old Ballads • Unknown
... Chance, Whom Fortune join'd with Virtue to advance To all the joys this island could afford, The greatest mistress, and the kindest lord; Who with the royal mix'd her noble blood, And in high grace with Gloriana[2] stood; 20 Her bounty, sweetness, beauty, goodness, such, That none e'er thought her happiness too much; So well-inclined her favours to confer, And kind to all, as Heaven had been to her! The virgin's part, the mother, and the wife, So well she acted in this span of life, That though few years (too flew, alas!) ...
— Poetical Works of Edmund Waller and Sir John Denham • Edmund Waller; John Denham
... lovely e'er his race be run, Along Morea's hills, the setting sun Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light. O'er the hush'd deep the yellow beam he throws, Gilds the green wave that trembles as it flows. On old Egina's rock, and Idra's ...
— The Life of Lord Byron • John Galt
... world, Although in light impearled, No one can e'er discover, No one—except a lover. To him are given new eyes ...
— Brave Men and Women - Their Struggles, Failures, And Triumphs • O.E. Fuller
... Godrith," said Vebba, taking his leave, "and forgive my bluntness if I laughed at thy cropped head, for I see thou art as good a Saxon as e'er a franklin of Kent—and ...
— Harold, Complete - The Last Of The Saxon Kings • Edward Bulwer-Lytton
... meadow at sunrise, And their crests gleamed bright in the sun, And the breeze that blew sighed soft, for it knew Their fate e'er the day was done. They lay in the meadow at sunset, As the sky in anger blushed red; For the host of the dawn lay still on the lawn— The host was a host ...
— Eyes of Youth - A Book of Verse by Padraic Colum, Shane Leslie, A.O. • Various
... absence No lover can support; nor firmest hope Can dissipate the dread of cold neglect; Yet I, strange fate! though jealous, though disdained, Absent, and sure of cold neglect, still live. And amidst the various torments I endure, No ray of hope e'er darted on my soul, Nor would I hope; rather in deep despair Will I sit down, and, brooding o'er my griefs, Vow ...
— Wit and Wisdom of Don Quixote • Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra
... born, God Vishnu, and none born hereafter E'er reaches to the limit of thy greatness; Twas thou establish'st yon high vault of heaven, Thou madest fast the earth's ...
— The Religions of India - Handbooks On The History Of Religions, Volume 1, Edited By Morris Jastrow • Edward Washburn Hopkins
... e'er from faeryland Came to us straight with favour in his eyes, Of wondrous seed that led him to the prize Of fancy, with the magic rod in hand. Ah, there in faeryland we saw him stand, As for a while he walked with smiles and sighs, Amongst us, ...
— Robert Louis Stevenson - a Record, an Estimate, and a Memorial • Alexander H. Japp
... nature e'er Have brooked injustice, or the doing wrongs, I need not now thus low have bent myself To gain a hearing from a ...
— Venice Preserved - A Tragedy in Five Acts • Thomas Otway
... will I turn shark upon my friends, or my friends' friends? I scorn it with my three souls. Come, I love bully Horace as well as thou dost, I: 'tis an honest hieroglyphic. Give me thy wrist, Helicon. Dost thou think I'll second e'er a rhinoceros of them all, against thee, ha? or thy noble Hippocrene, here? I'll turn stager first, and be whipt too: dost thou ...
— The Poetaster - Or, His Arraignment • Ben Jonson
... and rooted, Briskly venture, briskly roam; Head and hand, where'er thou foot it, And stout heart are still at home. In what land the sun does visit Brisk are we, what e'er betide; To give space for wandering is it That the ...
— "In Darkest England and The Way Out" • General William Booth
... justice, and help the needy, And comfort sorrow, where e'er you can! For truth's defence unto death be speedy, And win, as christian, and fall, as man! No worldly samples Of honors jading Shall wreath your temples With laurels fading; But bright, eternal, shall thee entrance The ...
— The Angel of Death • Johan Olof Wallin
... my fault," he said, "when work ain't a-goin,' if I don't dress her like a duchess. I'm as proud to see my wife rigged out as e'er a man on 'em; and that she know! and when she cast the contrairy up to me, I'm blowed if I could keep my hands off on her. She ain't the woman I took her for, miss. She 'ave ...
— The Vicar's Daughter • George MacDonald
... in doubt and fear, Dost watch, with straining eyes, the fated boy— The loved of heaven! come like a stranger near, And clasp young Moses with maternal joy; Nor fear the speechless transport and the tear Will e'er betray thy fond and hidden claim, For Iphis knows not yet ...
— Poems • Victor Hugo
... yon lordling's slave, By nature's law designed, Why was an independent wish E'er planted in ...
— A Review of Hoffman's Race Traits and Tendencies of the American Negro - The American Negro Academy. Occasional Papers No. 1 • Kelly Miller
... waiting boat in the quiet little bay; they hushed the noisy feast with their low sweet voices as they sung her virtues, followed by a subdued and curious crowd of every age and sex. About stepping from the rock to her boat, the Fawn turned to her sire, but e'er she spoke the ...
— Birch Bark Legends of Niagara • Owahyah
... pliant limb, In the salt wave, and fish-like strive to swim? The same with plants—potatoes 'tatoes breed— Uncostly cabbage springs from cabbage seed, Lettuce from lettuce, leeks to leeks succeed, Nor e'er did cooling cucumbers presume To flower like myrtle, or like violets bloom; Man, only—rash, refined, presumptuous man, Starts from his rank, and mars Creation's plan; Born the free heir of Nature's wide domain, To art's strict limits bounds his narrowed ...
— History of English Humour, Vol. 2 (of 2) • Alfred Guy Kingan L'Estrange
... The blind, and lift the weak, and balm the smart Of other wounds than rankled at the dart In his own breast, that gloried thus to bleed. He served the lowliest first—nay, them alone— The most despised that e'er wreaked vain breath In cries of suppliance in the reign whereat Red Guilt sate squat upon her spattered throne.— For these doomed there it was he went to death. God! how the merest man loves ...
— Green Fields and Running Brooks, and Other Poems • James Whitcomb Riley
... mastiff howl'd at village door, The oaks were shatter'd on the green; Woe was the hour—for never more That hapless Countess e'er was seen! ...
— Kenilworth • Sir Walter Scott
... the ragged regiment, You of the blood! Prigg, my most upright lord, And these, what name or title e'er they bear, Jarkman, or Patrico, Cranke or Clapper-dudgeon, Frater ...
— Guy Mannering • Sir Walter Scott
... Wren make himself a student home, Or e'er he made a name that England loves; I wonder if this straying shadow moves, Adown the wall, as then he saw it roam." ...
— The Charm of Oxford • J. Wells
... that war, And bid my good knights prick and ride; The gled shall watch as fierce a fight As e'er was fought on ...
— Verses 1889-1896 • Rudyard Kipling
... the garden and the rural seat Preside, which shining through the cheerful land In countless numbers blest Britannia sees; O, lead me to the wide-extended walks, The fair majestic paradise of Stowe! Not Persian Cyrus on Ionia's shore E'er saw such sylvan scenes; such various art By genius fired, such ardent genius tamed By cool judicious art, that in the strife All-beauteous Nature fears ...
— Flowers and Flower-Gardens • David Lester Richardson
... hundred gross of long tagged laces, to fill up the vacancies of his time, which he had learned to do for that purpose, since he had been in prison. There, also, I surveyed his library, the least, but yet the best that e'er I saw—the Bible and the Book of Martyrs.[245] And during his imprisonment (since I have spoken of his library), he writ several excellent and useful treatises, particularly The Holy City, Christian Behaviour, The Resurrection ...
— The Works of John Bunyan • John Bunyan
... thus wrought in safety, Drifting seaward Chi-co chanted: "Go, White Doe, hide in the forest, Feed upon the sweet wild-grasses; No winged arrow e'er shall harm you, No Red Hunter e'er shall win you; Roam forever, fleet and fearless, Living free and yet ...
— The White Doe - The Fate of Virginia Dare • Sallie Southall Cotten
... of spirit. Nay, I do fear me that I cursed the day I was wed, the day on which my wife was born, wishing all women to the d—l; and that, moreover, out loud, which put me to much shame afterwards for some days; although, be it said to my still greater shame, it was full a fortnight e'er I confessed my repentance unto the wife whom ...
— A Brother To Dragons and Other Old-time Tales • Amelie Rives
... Graemes of the Netherby clan; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran; There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like ...
— The Prose Marmion - A Tale of the Scottish Border • Sara D. Jenkins
... shall be richly paid; That vow performed, fasting shall be abolished; None e'er served heaven well with a starved face: Preach abstinence no more; I tell thee, Mufti, Good feasting is devout; and thou, our head, Hast a religious, ruddy countenance. We will have learned luxury; ...
— The Works Of John Dryden, Vol. 7 (of 18) - The Duke of Guise; Albion and Albanius; Don Sebastian • John Dryden
... What poet e'er could trace That at this fatal passage Came o'er Prince Tom his face; The wonder of the ...
— Successful Recitations • Various
... lady love, where e'er thou be, Think of no man but only me; Love me, and wed me, and call me thine own, ...
— The Scarlet Stigma - A Drama in Four Acts • James Edgar Smith
... sent To wait upon Him first, what time He went Moving about 'mid the tumultuous noise Of each unpiloted element Upon the face of the void formless deep! Thou who didst come unbodied and alone, Ere yet the sun was set his rule to keep, Or ever the moon shone, Or e'er the wandering star-flocks forth were driven! Thou garment of the Invisible, whose skirt Falleth on all things from the lofty heaven! Thou Comforter, be with me as thou wert When first I longed for words, to be A radiant garment ...
— A Hidden Life and Other Poems • George MacDonald
... "Well, we'll talk more about that just now. Deborah, ye see, is widow Cartwright's wench; and a good wench she is too, as e'er clapped clog on a foot. She comes in each morn, and sees as fire's all right, and fills kettle for my breakfast. Then at noon she comes in again to see as all's right. And after mill's loosed, she just looks in and sets all straight. And then, afore ...
— Frank Oldfield - Lost and Found • T.P. Wilson
... kissing This white hand for my pains: No sweeter heart, nor falser, E'er filled such ...
— Pike County Ballads and Other Poems • John Hay
... it was said, in words of gold No time or sorrow e'er shall dim, That little children might be bold In perfect trust to come ...
— The Ontario Readers - Third Book • Ontario Ministry of Education
... forgetfulness a prey This pleasing, anxious being e'er resigned, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing, lingering ...
— The Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table • Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. (The Physician and Poet not the Jurist)
... now had completed some thirty campaigns, And for new generations was hammering chains; When whetting those terrible weapons, her eyes, To Jenny, her handmaid, in anger she cries, "Careless creature! did mortal e'er see such a glass! Who that saw me in this, could e'er guess what I was! Much you mind what I say! pray how oft have I bid you Provide me a new one? how oft have I chid you?" "Lord, Madam!" cried Jane, "you're so ...
— Letters of Horace Walpole - Volume I • Horace Walpole
... do you make a doubt of that; Shall we come thus far, and in such post-haste, And have our children here, and both within, And not behold them e'er our back-return? It were unfriendly and unfatherly. Come, Master Arthur, ...
— A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Vol. IX • Various
... a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be. In every work regard the Writer's end, Since none can compass more than they intend; And if the means be just, the conduct true, Applause, in spite of trivial faults, ...
— Memoirs of Henry Hunt, Esq. Volume 2 • Henry Hunt
... a doctor and musician, Lies under very foul suspicion. He sings, and without any shame He murders all the finest music: Does he prescribe? our fate's the same, If he shall e'er find ...
— The Bed-Book of Happiness • Harold Begbie
... beautiful flower that ever was seen in the spiritual world. She is the Queen of spiritual flowers and therefore she is called Rose, for the rose is fitly called of all flowers that most beautiful." Dante says: "The name of the fair flower that I e'er invoke morning and night utterly enthralled my soul to gaze upon the greater fire." Now with joy the poet sees the coronation by the spirits of Mary, Mystical Rose, and then his eyes follow her as she mounts to the Empyrean in the wake of her divine ...
— Dante: "The Central Man of All the World" • John T. Slattery
... thy charmer e'er an aunt? Then learn the rules of woman's cant, And forge a tale, and swear you read it, Such as, save woman, none would credit Win o'er her confidante and pages By gold, for this a golden age is; And should it be her wayward ...
— Marguerite de Navarre - Memoirs of Marguerite de Valois Queen of Navarre • Marguerite de Navarre
... buds that ever grew For us on Hope's ephemeral tree, All loves, all joys, that e'er we knew, Bloom in ...
— Graham's Magazine Vol XXXII No. 6 June 1848 • Various
... that the effulgence of my shield be brighter than e'er the sun's rays in a cloudless sky: when the time for action comes and the battle's on, I intend it shall dazzle the eyesight o' m' foes. (Patting his sword). Verily I would condole with this m' sword, lest ...
— The Dramatic Values in Plautus • Wilton Wallace Blancke
... truths are portions of the soul of man; Great souls are portions of eternity; Each drop of blood that e'er through true heart ran With lofty message, ran ...
— Outlines of English and American Literature • William J. Long
... I love the sound. However simple they may be, What e'er with time hath sanction found, Is welcome and is dear to me. ...
— Weather and Folk Lore of Peterborough and District • Charles Dack
... I'm laughing at the world. It has laughed long enough at me; and so I'll turn the tables. Ho! ho! ho! I've heard A better joke of Uncle Malatesta's Than any I e'er ...
— Representative Plays by American Dramatists: 1856-1911: Francesca da Rimini • George Henry Boker
... so," said the girl. "What this weakness that has o'ertaken me may be, I know not, unless it be death. E'er I depart I would assoil my soul of all taint. Therefore incline thine ear, Master Devereaux, and receive my confession. It cuts me to the quick to make acknowledgment, but I have hated thee because thy skill with the bow was greater than mine." She paused for a moment. It was hard ...
— In Doublet and Hose - A Story for Girls • Lucy Foster Madison
... perchance if you're ambitious in a literary line, Be as dull as e'er you can be, you will surely cut a shine, If you'll only take advantage of this opportunity, When you're passing by to stop in for a little chat ...
— Cobwebs from a Library Corner • John Kendrick Bangs
... An't please your Worship's Honour, my Lord, I am as honest a fellow as ever went between stem and stern of a ship, and can hand, reef, steer, and clap two ends of a rope together, as well as e'er a He that ever crossed Salt-water; but I was taken by one George Bradley (the name of the Judge) a notorious Pirate, and a sad rogue as ever was hanged, and he forced me, ...
— Pirates • Anonymous
... lessons lagged behind; She reasoned, without plodding long, Nor ever gave her judgment wrong. But now a sudden change was wrought, She minds no longer what he taught. Cadenus was amazed to find Such marks of a distracted mind; For though she seemed to listen more To all he spoke, than e'er before. He found her thoughts would absent range, Yet guessed not whence could spring the change. And first he modestly conjectures, His pupil might be tired with lectures, Which helped to mortify his pride, Yet gave him not the heart to chide; But in a mild dejected strain, At last he ventured ...
— The Battle of the Books - and Other Short Pieces • Jonathan Swift
... spook-hunters show a wish to learn If (hic!) departed spiritsh e'er return! Did they, I should not have so dry a throttle, Nor would it cost so mush to—passh the bottle! Thersh no returning (hic!) of Spiritsh fled, And ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 104, March 4, 1893 • Various
... "If e'er when faith had fallen asleep, I heard a voice 'believe no more,' And heard an ever-breaking shore That tumbled ...
— Spare Hours • John Brown
... in the gem right from the start. It was rash of Master Lorimer to attempt such a difficult metre. Plucky, but rash. He should have stuck to blank verse. Tyre, you notice, two syllables to rhyme with "deny her" in line three. "What did fortune e'er deny her? Were not all her warriors brave?" That last line seems to me distinctly weak. I don't know how ...
— A Prefect's Uncle • P. G. Wodehouse
... the widow; "betther bail than e'er a Lynch or Daly—not but what the Dalys is respictable—betther bail, any way, than e'er a Lynch in Galway could show, either for sessions or 'sizes, by night or ...
— The Kellys and the O'Kellys • Anthony Trollope
... while and listen to the voices of the past, Softly echoing, vaguely lingering, e'er they fade away at last, Dreaming in a dusky corner of the quaint, blue-panelled pew While the massive walls of granite shut the hurrying crowds from view, And the street's loud clang and clatter, screams of rage and cries of pain, And the endless plodding, thudding, ...
— The Kirk on Rutgers Farm • Frederick Bruckbauer
... have no one to lord it over me. If I had lived and slaved in England for a hundred years I should never have been any better off, and now I have a farm as good as any in Will County, and am just as good a man as e'er ...
— The Book of the Bush • George Dunderdale
... from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flowed mingled down; Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? Were the whole realm of nature ours, That were an off'ring far too small; Love that transcends our highest powers Demands our soul, our ...
— The Lord of Glory - Meditations on the person, the work and glory of our Lord Jesus Christ • Arno Gaebelein
... e'er a lady in the land," said Tony, turning his large black eye round the room, and letting it dwell a moment on the beautiful face of Julia—her heart throbbed with tumultuous emotion at the first sound ...
— Tales for Fifteen: or, Imagination and Heart • James Fenimore Cooper
... a child in years, the bright-eyed maid, Yet with heart of gold and mother wit Working e'er to save our colony from ruin. He who dares vile slander make or evil think Is unworthy ...
— Pocahontas. - A Poem • Virginia Carter Castleman
... time to squander e'er Have Norsemen bold, He came self-bidden 'mongst us here," Thus Carl was told; "If we can drive him back agen, We now must try!" And it was Peter Colbiornsen Made that reply. Thus for Norroway ...
— Tord of Hafsborough - and Other Ballads • Anonymous
... Gospel I refuse, How shall I e'er lift up mine eyes? For all the Gentiles and the Jews Against ...
— Divine Songs • Isaac Watts
... the lightest ill I will commit. A race of wicked acts Shall flow out of my anger, and o'erspread The world's wide face, which no posterity Shall e'er approve, nor ...
— Shakespeare, Ben Jonson, Beaumont and Fletcher • S. T. Coleridge
... guards the Sea-boy's head, He, who can save or can destroy, Snatch'd up to Heav'n the purest soul That e'er ...
— The Olden Time Series, Vol. 6: Literary Curiosities - Gleanings Chiefly from Old Newspapers of Boston and Salem, Massachusetts • Henry M. Brooks
... love, for it e'er will last; It is rich and warm and free; Through the years of life it will hold me fast, And my help and comfort be. To my waiting heart all its treasures rare, As a sparkling stream shall flow; In the joy of God I shall ever share, Just because he loves ...
— Heart Talks • Charles Wesley Naylor
... earth-peopling, where are they? * The built and peopled left they e'er and aye! They're tombed yet pledged to actions past away * And after death upon them came decay. Where are their troops? They failed to ward and guard! * Where are the wealth and hoards in treasuries lay? Th' Empyrean's ...
— The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, Volume 6 • Richard F. Burton
... through th' heawse; but he darted forrud, an' took no notice o' nobody. 'What's up now,' thought Betty; an' hoo ran after him. When hoo geet up-stairs th' owd lad had retten croppen into bed; an' he wur ill'd up, e'er th' yed. So Betty turned th' quilt deawn, an' hoo said. 'Whatever's to do witho, James?' 'Howd te noise!' said Thwittler, pooin' th' clooas o'er his yed again, 'howd te noise! I'll play no moor at yon shop!' an' th' bed fair wackert again; he 're i' sich a fluster. 'Mun I make tho a ...
— Th' Barrel Organ • Edwin Waugh
... let the Prince of Ill Look grim as e'er he will, He harms us not a whit. For why? His doom is writ. A word shall quickly ...
— Expositions Of Holy Scripture - Volume I: St. Luke, Chaps. I to XII • Alexander Maclaren
... secret so long hidden Having myself told, his knowledge Of the fact but matters little. See me presently, for I Much must speak upon this business, And for me you much must do For a part will be committed To you in the strangest drama That perhaps the world e'er witnessed. As for these, that you may know That I mean not your remissness To chastise, ...
— Life Is A Dream • Pedro Calderon de la Barca
... no gift Of teaching in the nose that e'er I knew of. You saw no bills set up that promised cure Of agues, ...
— The Alchemist • Ben Jonson
... elder comic poets, great and small, If e'er a worthy in those ancient times Deserved peculiar notice for his crimes, Adulterer, cut-throat, ne'er-do-well, or thief, Portrayed him without fear in strong relief. From these, as lineal heir, Lucilius springs, The same in all points save the tune he sings, A shrewd keen satirist, ...
— The Satires, Epistles, and Art of Poetry • Horace
... give my hand to any other;— Describing what he knew that I should never Endure, if life should ever take that form. As little as himself would e'er have borne it A single hour, for he but made a show, Acquaint with me, and knowing it would cost The less of pain to wrench my heart from him, So soon as I had come to doubt ...
— The German Classics, v. 20 - Masterpieces of German Literature • Various
... at parson's chickens. Besides, I've seen her in the school when I was a little chap.' He was evidently proud of his acquaintance with so sweet-spoken and kind a lady, and when he left the garden with the jacket under his arm, remarked, 'I'll make a bigger haycock than e'er a one else in the field right under madam's window, that'll pleasure her, maybe, for it smells ...
— Holiday Tales • Florence Wilford
... will never show himself, Who could not with his beams e'er melt me so; My dripping locks,—they would become an elf, Who in a beaded coat ...
— The Golden Treasury of American Songs and Lyrics • Various
... Would come with joy to ev'ry honest heart, Would shed divinest blessings from its wing; But no such hour in all the round of time, I fear, the fates averse will e'er lead on. ...
— The Grecian Daughter • Arthur Murphy
... reached his listening ear e'er, senseless, Majnun fell as one by lightning struck. A short time, fainting, thus he lay; recovered, then he raised his head to heaven and thus exclaimed: "O merciless! what fate severe is this on one so helpless? Why such wrath? Why blast a blade ...
— Flowers from a Persian Garden and Other Papers • W. A. Clouston
... the Author of my Shame; who has expos'd me under a Gibbet, in the Publick Market-Place—Oh!—I am deaf to all Reason, blind to natural Affection. I renounce her, I hate her as my mortal Foe, my Stop to Glory, and the Finisher of my Days, e'er half my ...
— The Works of Aphra Behn - Volume V • Aphra Behn
... If e'er he went into excess, 'Twas from a somewhat lively thirst; But he who would his subjects bless, Odd's fish!—must wet his whistle first; And so from every cask they got, Our king did to himself allot, At least a pot. Sing ...
— The Paris Sketch Book Of Mr. M. A. Titmarsh • William Makepeace Thackeray
... thro' the darksome air.— Haply in that mild Planet's crystal sphere Live the freed Spirits, o'er whose timeless shroud Swell'd my lone sighs, my tearful sorrows flow'd. They, of these long regrets perhaps aware, View them with pitying smiles.—O! then, if e'er Your guardian cares may be on me bestow'd, For the pure friendship of our youthful days, Ere yet ye soar'd from earth, illume my heart, That roves bewilder'd in Dejection's night, And lead it back to peace!—as now ye dart, From your ...
— Original sonnets on various subjects; and odes paraphrased from Horace • Anna Seward
... all the Angels cried, "O Holy One, See what the son of Levi here has done! The kingdom of Heaven he takes by violence, And in Thy name refuses to go hence!" The Lord replied, "My Angels, be not wroth; Did e'er the son of Levi break his oath? Let him remain; for he with mortal eye Shall look upon my face and ...
— Tales of a Wayside Inn • Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
... that I so loathe that time, I could recall how first I learned to turn my mind against itself ... at length I was restored, yet long the influence remained; and nought but the still life I led, apart from all, which left my soul to seek its old delights, could e'er have brought me thus far back to peace." No reader, alert to the subtle and haunting music of rarefied blank verse (and unless it be rarefied it should not be put forward as poetry), could possibly accept these lines as expressionally poetical. It would seem as though, from ...
— Life of Robert Browning • William Sharp
... Now I'm become fine gold, Such gold as none flings lightly to the wind, Fit for the best work eyes shall e'er behold. ...
— The Autobiography of Benvenuto Cellini • Benvenuto Cellini
... an't vor such small gentry as he to be mad; they mun leave that to their betters." "You seem to hint at me, Crabshaw. Do you really think I am mad?" "I may say as how I have looked your honour in the mouth; and a sorry dog should I be, if I did not know your humours as well as I know e'er a beast in the steable at Greavesbury Hall." "Since you are so well acquainted with my madness," said the knight, "what opinion have you of yourself, who serve and follow a lunatic?" "I hope I han't served your honour for nothing, ...
— The Adventures of Sir Launcelot Greaves • Tobias Smollett
... traitor's vainly-trusted vow? Could they, the fond and happy, see me now, Who knew me when life's early summer smiled, They would not know 'twas I, or marvel how The laughing thing, half woman and half child, Could e'er be changed to form so squalid, wan, ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Vol. 13 Issue 364 - 4 Apr 1829 • Various
... can tell me where Weinsberg lies? As brave a town as any; It must have sheltered in its time Brave wives and maidens many: If e'er I wooing have to do, Good faith, in ...
— Memoirs • Charles Godfrey Leland
... hast slain the best and bravest That e'er set a lance in rest; Of our holy faith the bulwark,— Terror of ...
— Legends of the Middle Ages - Narrated with Special Reference to Literature and Art • H.A. Guerber
... power, We cannot free the Lady that sits here In stony fetters fixed and motionless. Yet stay: be not disturbed; now I bethink me, Some other means I have which may be used, Which once of Meliboeus old I learnt, The soothest shepherd that e'er piped on plains. There is a gentle Nymph not far from hence, That with moist curb sways the smooth Severn stream: Sabrina is her name: a virgin pure; Whilom she was the daughter of Locrine, That had the sceptre ...
— L'Allegro, Il Penseroso, Comus, and Lycidas • John Milton
... the God in Man displayed— Where e'er we see that Birth, Be love and understanding paid ...
— The Years Between • Rudyard Kipling
... cunning hands, A stately pile, and fair to see! The chisel's touch, and pencil's trace, Have blent for it a goodly grace; And yet, it much less pleaseth me, Than did the simple rustic cot, Which occupied of yore that spot. For, 'neath its humble shelter, grew The fairest flower that e'er drank dew; A lone exotic of the wood, The fairy of the solitude, Who dwelt amid its loneliness To brighten, beautify, and bless. The summer sky's serenest blue, Would best portray her eye's soft hue; From her white brow were backward rolled Long curls of mingled light and gold; The flush ...
— Mazelli, and Other Poems • George W. Sands
... I owe them, Father thine, O wine-may, And mother, that they made thee So fair beneath thy maid-gear; For thou, sweet field of sea-flame, All joy hast slain within me.— Lo, here, take it, loveliest E'er made of ...
— The Story Of Gunnlaug The Worm-Tongue And Raven The Skald - 1875 • Anonymous
... earth my Emma lay; And yet I loved her more, For so it seemed, than till that day I e'er ...
— Six Centuries of English Poetry - Tennyson to Chaucer • James Baldwin
... the woods and waters,—to the studio,—to the market! Give me simple conversation, books, arts, sports, and friends sincere! Let no priest be e'er my tutor! on my brow no label written! Coin or passport to salvation, rather none, than ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 5, No. 27, January, 1860 • Various
... Sun's warm rays Illumine hill and heather, I think of all the pleasant days We might have had together. When Lucifer's phosphoric beam Shines e'er the Lake's dim water, O then, my Beautiful, I dream Of thee, the ...
— Sagittulae, Random Verses • E. W. Bowling
... of every sac, A muscle strong, but loose and slack, Will tighten up when it is filled, So that no drink can e'er be spilled. ...
— Mother Truth's Melodies - Common Sense For Children • Mrs. E. P. Miller
... fierce troops of Thracian Rhesus fell, And captive horses bade their lord farewell. Sooth,[184] lovers watch till sleep the husband charms, Who slumbering, they rise up in swelling arms. The keepers' hands[185] and corps-du-gard to pass, The soldier's, and poor lover's work e'er was. Doubtful is war and love; the vanquished rise, And who thou never think'st should fall, down lies. 30 Therefore whoe'er love slothfulness doth call, Let him surcease: love tries wit best of all. Achilles burned, Briseis being ta'en ...
— The Works of Christopher Marlowe, Vol. 3 (of 3) • Christopher Marlowe
... down beside the maid And on her breast a hand unfelt he laid, And drew the gown from off her dainty feet, And set his fair cheek to her shoulder sweet, And kissed her lips that knew of no love yet, And wondered if his heart would e'er forget The perfect arm that o'er ...
— The Earthly Paradise - A Poem • William Morris
... seem'd more than all before E'er given to mortal man, The radiance came, and with it bore ...
— The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume IV. - The Songs of Scotland of the Past Half Century • Various
... fast, his lessons lagg'd behind; She reason'd, without plodding long, Nor ever gave her judgment wrong. But now a sudden change was wrought; She minds no longer what he taught. Cadenus was amazed to find Such marks of a distracted mind: For, though she seem'd to listen more To all he spoke, than e'er before, He found her thoughts would absent range, Yet guess'd not whence could spring the change. And first he modestly conjectures His pupil might be tired with lectures; Which help'd to mortify his pride, Yet gave him not the heart to chide: But, in a mild dejected strain, At last he ventured ...
— Poems (Volume II.) • Jonathan Swift
... a garden still beyond all price, Even yet it was a place of paradise; And here were coral bowers, And grots of madrepores, And banks of sponge, as soft and fair to eye As e'er was mossy bed Whereon the wood-nymphs lie With languid limbs in summer's sultry hours. Here, too, were living flowers, Which, like a bud compacted, Their purple cups contracted; And now in open blossom spread, Stretch'd, like ...
— Glaucus; or The Wonders of the Shore • Charles Kingsley
... a Peri at the gate Of Eden stood, disconsolate; And as she listened to the Springs Of Life within, like music flowing, And caught the light upon her wings 5 Through the half-open portal glowing, She wept to think her recreant race Should e'er have lost that glorious place! "How happy," exclaimed this child of air, "Are the holy spirits who wander there, 10 'Mid flowers that never shall fade or fall; Though mine are the gardens of earth and sea, And the stars themselves ...
— The Ontario High School Reader • A.E. Marty
... these words,—turned round a face so white, and gaunt, and tear-furrowed, and hopeless, that its very calm forced Margaret to weep. 'Yo' know well, that a worser tyrant than e'er th' masters were says "Clem to death, and see 'em a' clem to death, ere yo' dare go again th' Union." Yo' know it well, Nicholas, for a' yo're one on 'em. Yo' may be kind hearts, each separate; but once banded together, yo've no more pity for a man ...
— North and South • Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell
... can e'er divide The Knot that sacred Love hath ty'd. When Parents draw against our Mind, The True-Love's Knot they faster bind. Oh, oh ray, ...
— The Beggar's Opera • John Gay
... in course is he that weds a Shrew; One that will talk, and wear the Breeches too; Governs, insults, do's what e'er she thinks fit, And he good Man, must to her Will submit; Mannages all Affairs at home, abroad, While he a Cypher seems, and stands for naught; When e'er he speaks, she snaps him, and crys, Pray hold your Tongue, who was't made you so wife? You ...
— The Fifteen Comforts of Matrimony: Responses from Men • Various
... in heart and hand, A gallant and courageous band, If e'er a foe dares look awry, We'll one and all poke out ...
— The Peace Egg and Other tales • Juliana Horatia Ewing
... That e'er wore earth about him was a sufferer; A soft, meek, patient, humble, tranquil spirit; The first true ...
— Hazlitt on English Literature - An Introduction to the Appreciation of Literature • Jacob Zeitlin
... how dearly, Words too faintly but express; This heart beats too sincerely, E'er in life to love you less; No, my fancy never ranges, Hopes like mine, can never soar; If the love I cherish, changes, 'Twill only be ...
— "Co. Aytch" - Maury Grays, First Tennessee Regiment - or, A Side Show of the Big Show • Sam R. Watkins
... part, and the too-fascinating Master Prout another. Let not the solemn pretender to decorum, who, in proportion to his demureness, is apt to be worse than others, with owlish visage quote, "frailty, thy name is woman," or, "e'er those shoes were old," or whatever musty apothegms besides, as stale and senseless. The name of Frailty is no more woman than man, and old shoes have no business at weddings. Stand aside O censorious ...
— The Knight of the Golden Melice - A Historical Romance • John Turvill Adams
... None e'er knew him but to love him, the brave martyr to his clime— Now his name belongs to Freedom, to the very end of Time: And the last words that he uttered will forgotten be by few: "I have bravely fought them, mother—I have bravely fought for you!" Let his memory be green in ...
— War Poetry of the South • Various
... not scorn my foolish fear, Nor e'er upbraid my dreamy thinking; Thou dost not brand me with contempt Because of all my frequent shrinking. Thou art a tower of strength to me, So let me walk ...
— A Williams Anthology - A Collection of the Verse and Prose of Williams College, 1798-1910 • Compiled by Edwin Partridge Lehman and Julian Park
... vines! And ever pure the fanning gale That pants in Arno's myrtle vale! Here, when the barb'rous northern race, Dire foes to every muse, and grace, Had doom'd the banish'd arts to roam The lovely wand'rers found a home; And shed round Leo's triple crown Unfading rays of bright renown. Who e'er has felt his bosom glow With knowledge, or the wish to know; Has e'er from books with transport caught The rich accession of a thought; Perceiv'd with conscious pride, he feels The sentiment which ...
— Poems (1786), Volume I. • Helen Maria Williams
... dwell with him sometime? Wit dwelt with him, indeed, as appeared by his rhyme, And served him well; and Will was with him now and then. But, soft, thy name is Wealth: I think in earnest he was little acquainted with thee. O, it was a fine fellow, as e'er was born: There will never come his like, while the earth can corn. O passing fine Tarlton! I would ...
— A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Vol. VI • Robert Dodsley
... me, Though all else depart, Nought shall e'er deceive thee In this faithful heart. Beauty may be blighted— Youth must pass away; But the vows we plighted Ne'er ...
— The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume III - The Songs of Scotland of the Past Half Century • Various
... to be cock-sure of the stuff you drink, if e'er a man did," said the boatbuilder, whose eye blazed yellow in this frothing ...
— The Shaving of Shagpat • George Meredith |
