"Quench" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... behaviour, were now the most orderly, and did not descend before all the men were collected. The kloof was strewn with bodies of khakies, who were sent up as reinforcement and pitilessly shot down by the burghers. The little stream of water was red with blood, so that we could not even quench our thirst. Some of the khakies had fallen from the high cliffs, where they had to lie unburied—like the soldiers on ...
— On Commando • Dietlof Van Warmelo
... Where spirits that are parted here may "mingle into bliss;" "Deep trust" that all our sinless hopes, which death forbids to bloom, Shall ripen 'neath the cloudless sky that dawns beyond the tomb; Conviction firm that things of time were never yet designed To quench the vast and deathless thirst of an ...
— Heart Utterances at Various Periods of a Chequered Life. • Eliza Paul Kirkbride Gurney
... live without her, no not a day, an hour——to save the world, unless I had the entire possession of my lovely maid: ah, Sylvia, I am not that indifferent dull lover that can be raised by one beauty to an appetite, and satisfy it with another; I cannot carry the dear flame you kindle to quench it in the embraces of Myrtilla; no, by the eternal powers, he that pretends to love, and loves at that coarse rate, needs fear no danger from that passion, he never was born to love, or die for love; Sylvia, Myrtilla and a thousand more were all the same to such a dull ...
— Love-Letters Between a Nobleman and His Sister • Aphra Behn
... acids produce intense irritation and thirst—thirst which water does not quench. Hence a resort to cider and beer. The more this thirst is fed, the more insatiate it becomes, and ...
— Elsie's Motherhood • Martha Finley
... around, Protested that he had not slept, But only shut his eyes, and kept His ears attentive to each word. Then all arose, and said 'Good-Night.' Alone remained the drowsy Squire To rake the embers of the fire, And quench the waning parlor light; While from the windows, here and there, The scattered lamps a moment gleamed, And the illumined hostel seemed The constellation of the Bear, Downward, athwart the misty air, Sinking and setting toward the sun. Far off the ...
— Two Thousand Miles On An Automobile • Arthur Jerome Eddy
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