"Stand still" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... Ringing the chimes from yonder village belfry! A solemn sound, that echoes far and wide Over the red roofs of the cottages, And bids the laboring hind a-field, the shepherd, Guarding his flock, the lonely muleteer, And all the crowd in village streets, stand still, And breathe a prayer unto the ...
— The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow • Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
... she. Come hither, maid: Upon thy life, give not a word, a look, That she may know aught of my being here. Stand still, and do whate'er she bids thee do. Go, get thee gone; but if thou dost betray me, I'll cut thy throat: look to it, for I will do it. I'll stand here close to see the end of this, And see what rakes she keeps, when I'm abroad. [CASTILIANO ...
— A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Vol. VIII (4th edition) • Various
... much for you in War When you come thither: yet I have a Mistress To bring to your delights; rough though I am, I have a Mistress, and she has a heart, She saies, but trust me, it is stone, no better, There is no place that I can challenge in't. But you stand still, ...
— The Maids Tragedy • Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher
... father is killed, raises the town and comes raving to the presence to stab the killer. He is baffled by the King's wisdom. Ophelia, "incapable of her own distress," goes mad and drowns herself. The play seems to hesitate and stand still while the energies spilled in the baffling of Fate work and simmer and grow strong, till they combine with Fate in the preparation of an end that shall not be baffled. Even so, "the end men looked for cometh not." The end comes to both ...
— William Shakespeare • John Masefield
... as thou wert in the day-spring of thy fancies, with hope like a fiery column before thee—the dark pillar not yet turned—Samuel Taylor Coleridge—Logician, Metaphysician, Bard!—How have I seen the casual passer through the Cloisters stand still, intranced with admiration (while he weighed the disproportion between the speech and the garb of the young Mirandula), to hear thee unfold, in thy deep and sweet intonations, the mysteries of Jamblichus, or Plotinus (for even in those years thou waxedst ...
— The Works of Charles and Mary Lamb, Volume 2 • Charles Lamb
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