The Handbook of QuotationsSully and Kleinteich, 1913 - 250 pagini |
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Pagina 5
... Beauty Bells Benevolence Blindness Books Boyhood Brotherhood Calmness Candor Care Caution *** 2 **** 5 ** **** Cowardice Crime Criticism Critics Custom Danger Daring Dawn Day Death Deceit Decision Deeds Deity Despair SUBJECT PAGE ...
... Beauty Bells Benevolence Blindness Books Boyhood Brotherhood Calmness Candor Care Caution *** 2 **** 5 ** **** Cowardice Crime Criticism Critics Custom Danger Daring Dawn Day Death Deceit Decision Deeds Deity Despair SUBJECT PAGE ...
Pagina 9
... Drayton . Thou ever wilt remain . George Linley : Song . Absence makes the heart grow fonder . Thomas Haynes Bayly : Isle of Beauty . Oh ! couldst thou but know With what a deep 9 SUBJECT PAGE SUBJECT PAGE Absence Chance.
... Drayton . Thou ever wilt remain . George Linley : Song . Absence makes the heart grow fonder . Thomas Haynes Bayly : Isle of Beauty . Oh ! couldst thou but know With what a deep 9 SUBJECT PAGE SUBJECT PAGE Absence Chance.
Pagina 20
... beauty grew . Emerson : The Problem . Art is the child of Nature ; yes , Her darling child , in whom we trace The features of the mother's face , Her aspect and her attitude . He is the greatest artist , then , Whether of pencil or of ...
... beauty grew . Emerson : The Problem . Art is the child of Nature ; yes , Her darling child , in whom we trace The features of the mother's face , Her aspect and her attitude . He is the greatest artist , then , Whether of pencil or of ...
Pagina 24
... Beauty . Pope : Moral Essays . A thing of beauty is a joy forever : Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us , and a sleep Full of sweet dreams , and health , and quiet ...
... Beauty . Pope : Moral Essays . A thing of beauty is a joy forever : Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us , and a sleep Full of sweet dreams , and health , and quiet ...
Pagina 25
... Beauty . The Universe is girdled with a chain , And hung below the Throne Where Thou dost sit , the Universe to bless , Thou sovereign Smile of God , Eternal Loveliness . R. H. Stoddard : Hymn to the Beautiful . All things of beauty are ...
... Beauty . The Universe is girdled with a chain , And hung below the Throne Where Thou dost sit , the Universe to bless , Thou sovereign Smile of God , Eternal Loveliness . R. H. Stoddard : Hymn to the Beautiful . All things of beauty are ...
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Addison angels Bailey Bayard Taylor beauty bless breath Browning Bryant Byron Cato Childe Harold clouds Cowper dark death deeds deep divine Don Juan doth dream Dryden earth Elizabeth Essay on Criticism eternal eyes fair Fame Farewell fate fear feel Festus Flowers fools George Eliot gold Goldsmith grief Hamlet happiness hath heart heaven Henry Henry VI honor hope hour human immortal Joaquin Miller Julius Cæsar King light live Locksley Hall Longfellow Lowell man's Memoriam Merchant of Venice Milton mind Moore Moral Essays morn nature ne'er never Night Thoughts noble o'er pain Paradise Lost passion peace pleasure Pope prayer Rabbi Ben Ezra Shakespeare shine Sidney Lanier silence Sing sleep smile solitude song Sonnets sorrow soul spirit stars strife sweet tears Tennyson thine things Thomson thou art toil true truth virtue Whittier wind Wisdom wise woman Wordsworth Young youth
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Pagina 130 - Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Pagina 54 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Pagina 174 - Though justice be thy plea, consider this, — That in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation ; we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
Pagina 55 - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of truth with falsehood, for the good or evil side; Some great cause, God's New Messiah, offering each the bloom or blight, Parts the goats upon the left hand and the sheep upon the right; And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
Pagina 13 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Pagina 53 - There is no death ! What seems so is transition : This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
Pagina 61 - STERN Daughter of the Voice of God ! O Duty ! if that name thou love Who art a light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove ; Thou, who art victory and law When empty terrors overawe, From vain temptations dost set free, And calm'st the weary strife of frail humanity!
Pagina 150 - Let me play the Fool: With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come ; And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?
Pagina 177 - Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense, that we endow With form our fancy, gaining as we give The life we image, even as I do now.
Pagina 64 - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...