Carleton's Hand-book of Popular QuotationsG. W. Carleton & Company, 1877 - 340 psl. |
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... brave , Still , like muffled drums , are beating Funeral marches to the grave . LONGFELLOW , A Psalm of Life . Artful Dodger . — A sobriquet of one of the characters in Dickens's " Oliver Twist . " He is a young thief , and an adept in ...
... brave , Still , like muffled drums , are beating Funeral marches to the grave . LONGFELLOW , A Psalm of Life . Artful Dodger . — A sobriquet of one of the characters in Dickens's " Oliver Twist . " He is a young thief , and an adept in ...
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... Brave . How sleep the BRAVE who sink to rest , - - By all their country's wishes bless'd ! -- COLLINS , Ode , 1746 . None but the BRAVE deserves the fair . - DRYDEN , Alexander's Feast . Toll for the BRAVE ! The brave that are no more ...
... Brave . How sleep the BRAVE who sink to rest , - - By all their country's wishes bless'd ! -- COLLINS , Ode , 1746 . None but the BRAVE deserves the fair . - DRYDEN , Alexander's Feast . Toll for the BRAVE ! The brave that are no more ...
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... brave live on .-- Dr . SEWELL . Cowards . - CoWARDS die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once . SHAKESPERE , Julius Cæsar . Cowards . - COWARDS falter , but danger is often POPULAR QUOTATIONS . 29.
... brave live on .-- Dr . SEWELL . Cowards . - CoWARDS die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once . SHAKESPERE , Julius Cæsar . Cowards . - COWARDS falter , but danger is often POPULAR QUOTATIONS . 29.
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... brave soldier , who fights by my side In the cause of mankind , if our CREEDS agree ? MOORE , Come send round the wine . The knots that tangle human CREEDS . - TENNYSON , Poems . Cricket . — Save the CRICKET on the hearth . — MILTON ...
... brave soldier , who fights by my side In the cause of mankind , if our CREEDS agree ? MOORE , Come send round the wine . The knots that tangle human CREEDS . - TENNYSON , Poems . Cricket . — Save the CRICKET on the hearth . — MILTON ...
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... brave , And , uplifted to strike , still be ready to save : Nor one feeling of vengeance presume to defile The cause or the men of the EMERALD ISLE . Empty . - My Lord St. Albans said that nature did never put her pre- cious jewels into ...
... brave , And , uplifted to strike , still be ready to save : Nor one feeling of vengeance presume to defile The cause or the men of the EMERALD ISLE . Empty . - My Lord St. Albans said that nature did never put her pre- cious jewels into ...
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angels bless blows brave breath BUTLER BYRON canto Childe Harold COWPER dark death devil divine Don Juan doth Dream DRYDEN Dunciad earth Essay on Criticism eyes faith fall fame Farewell fear feast fools give GOLDSMITH grave grief Hamlet hath heart heaven hell Henry Henry IV honest honour hope Hudibras human Ibid immortal Julius Cæsar King King Lear Lady light live look Lord Love's Macbeth man's Measure for Measure Memoriam Merchant of Venice merry MILTON mind nature Nature's ne'er never Night Thoughts numbers o'er Othello Paradise Lost pleasure poor POPE Queen rhyme Richard Richard III Romeo and Juliet SHAKESPERE sigh sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit sweet tale tears TENNYSON thee There's things thou thousand true truth Twas virtue wind wise woman words WORDSWORTH YOUNG youth
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23 psl. - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the Queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision. I saw her just above the horizon, decorating and cheering the elevated sphere she just began to move in— glittering like the morning star, full of life, and splendour, and joy.
74 psl. - tis no matter; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on? how then? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then? No. What is honour? A word. What is that word honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! Who hath it? He that died o
184 psl. - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do: Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
162 psl. - And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
161 psl. - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood : — List, list, O list!
128 psl. - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
171 psl. - I'll example you with thievery: The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction Robs the vast sea: the moon's an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun...
105 psl. - AWAKE, my St John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of Man ; A mighty maze ! but not without a plan ; A wild, where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot ; Or garden, tempting with forbidden fruit.
91 psl. - Life ! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; 'Tis hard. to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time; Say not Good Night, — but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning.
137 psl. - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.