"Curst" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... With each new burst! Like the tolling bell Of a convent curst; Like the billowy roar On a storm-lashed shore,— Now hushed, but once ...
— Poems • Victor Hugo
... eternity of ungrateful existence, Hell, and Elysium, of which no Thessalian witch shall partake, Proserpine, for ever cut off from thy health-giving mother, and horrid Hecate, Cerebrus [Errata: read Cerberus] curst with incessant hunger, ye Destinies, and Charon endlessly murmuring at the task I impose of bringing back the dead again to the land of the living, hear me!—if I call on you with a voice sufficiently impious and abominable, if I have never ...
— Lives of the Necromancers • William Godwin
... daughter on the stage and serves her head up in a charger before Appius, who promptly bursts into a cataclysm of C's ('O curst and cruel cankered churl, O carl unnatural'); but there is not a suggestion of the pathos noticed in Cambyses. Instead there is in one place a sort of frantic agitation, which the author doubtless thought was the pure voice of tragic sorrow. It is in the terrible moment ...
— The Growth of English Drama • Arnold Wynne
... sake forbeare To dig the dust enclosed heare; Bleste be the man that spares these stones, And curst be ...
— English Literature - Its History and Its Significance for the Life of the English Speaking World • William J. Long
... Priam's palace, and again Up to the citadel I speed my way. Armed, in the vacant courts, by Juno's fane, Phoenix and curst Ulysses watched the prey. There, torn from many a burning temple, lay Troy's wealth; the tripods of the Gods were there, Piled in huge heaps, and raiment snatched away, And golden bowls, and dames with streaming hair And tender boys stand round, ...
— The Aeneid of Virgil - Translated into English Verse by E. Fairfax Taylor • Virgil
... the pathway 'neath our feet, Though nothing in life be left that's sweet; Though friends prove faithless in trial's hours And love a curst and poisonous flower; Though Belial stalk in priestly gown And virtue's reward is fortune's frown; Though true hearts bleed and the coward slave Tramples in dust the fallen brave; Think not the unworthy acts of men Will 'scape the recording angel's pen; The sword of God, in ruin and ...
— Volume 1 of Brann The Iconoclast • William Cowper Brann
... he hath done thee? Words Are edgeless weapons: live we blest or curst, No jot the more of evil or good engirds The life with bitterest curses compassed round Or girt about with blessing. Hinds and herds Wage threats and brawl and wrangle: wind and sound Suffice their souls for vengeance: we require Deeds, and till place for these and time be found Silence. What bids ...
— Locrine - A Tragedy • Algernon Charles Swinburne
... gliding through half-opened doors, From couch to couch his pathway feeling, With envious and unwearied care Watching the unsuspecting fair; And whilst in sleep unguarded lying, Their slightest movement, breathing, sighing, He catches with devouring ear. O! curst that moment inauspicious Should some loved name in dreams be sighed, Or youth her unpermitted wishes To friendship ...
— The Bakchesarian Fountain and Other Poems • Alexander Pushkin and other authors
... my back to the point of the sword.—I have spoken my mind, my lords. And so use witchcraft if you like. Consult the fortune-tellers. Grease your skins with ointments and drugs to make them invulnerable; hang round your necks charms of the devil or the Virgin. I will fight you blest or curst, and I will not have you searched to see if you are wearing any wizard's tokens. On foot or on horseback, on the highroad if you wish it, in Piccadilly, or at Charing Cross; and they shall take up the pavement ...
— The Man Who Laughs • Victor Hugo
... Not that Philosophy on such a mind E'er deigned to bend her chastely-awful eyes: But Passion raves itself to rest, or flies; And Vice, that digs her own voluptuous tomb, Had buried long his hopes, no more to rise: Pleasure's palled victim! life-abhorring gloom Wrote on his faded brow curst Cain's ...
— Childe Harold's Pilgrimage • Lord Byron
... do I care to know thee. Thou must be An arrant coward, thus to league with foes Against so poor a wretch as I—to call me By the most curst, despised, unhallowed name God's creatures can own. Away! and let me pass; I injure ...
— The Poems of Emma Lazarus - Vol. I (of II.), Narrative, Lyric, and Dramatic • Emma Lazarus
... Inevitable Shall! In thee I trust. Time weaves my coronal! Go, mocking Is! Go, disappointing Was! That I am this Ye are the cursed cause! Ye are the cursed cause! Yet humble second shall be first, I wean And dead and buried be the curst Has Been! ...
— The Complete Plays of Gilbert and Sullivan - The 14 Gilbert And Sullivan Plays • William Schwenk Gilbert and Arthur Sullivan
... first, And after life true honour should be dear; Nay, wanting honour—of all wants the worst— Friend! nought remains of loved or lovely here. And who, alas! has honour's barrier burst, Unsex'd and dead, though fair she yet appear, Leads a vile life, in shame and torment curst, A lingering death, where all is dark and drear. To me no marvel was Lucretia's end, Save that she needed, when that last disgrace Alone sufficed to kill, a sword to die. Sophists in vain the contrary defend: ...
— The Sonnets, Triumphs, and Other Poems of Petrarch • Petrarch
... are trying—those bullies! My mother wants you to carry on their musical education. How selfish of her! As if attending to these curst cocks and hens here were not enough work for any girl. I would flatly refuse, ...
— Tess of the d'Urbervilles - A Pure Woman • Thomas Hardy
... some Messire Moses who dealt all manner of ill to those who crossed him; and I marked, and so did Clarke, how yester morn when I denied Bradford the beer he craved, and answered the governor in so curst a humor, three men fell ill before night, and two, who were mending, died in torment. And Clarke said, and so it seemed most like to me, that 't was you had done it, and might yet do worse; and so I would fain be friends, and I come myself to bring the beer and the meat, and I'll promise to do ...
— Standish of Standish - A story of the Pilgrims • Jane G. Austin
... Fear ever argues a degenerate kind; His birth is well asserted by his mind. Then, what he suffer'd, when by Fate betray'd! What brave attempts for falling Troy he made! Such were his looks, so gracefully he spoke, That, were I not resolv'd against the yoke Of hapless marriage, never to be curst With second love, so fatal was my first, To this one error I might yield again; For, since Sichaeus was untimely slain, This only man is able to subvert The fix'd foundations of my stubborn heart. And, to confess my frailty, to my shame, Somewhat I find within, if not the same, ...
— The Aeneid • Virgil
... Which, gorged and glutted, does with hunger last? Custom and duty cannot set me free, Even sin itself has not a charm for me. Of married lovers I am sure the first, And nothing but a king could be so curst. ...
— The Works Of John Dryden, Volume 4 (of 18) - Almanzor And Almahide, Marriage-a-la-Mode, The Assignation • John Dryden
... pow'r I blame, but pow'r obtain'd by crime; Angelick greatness is angelick virtue. Amidst the glare of courts, the shout of armies, Will not th' apostate feel the pangs of guilt, And wish, too late, for innocence and peace, Curst, as the tyrant of th' infernal realms, With gloomy state and ...
— Dr. Johnson's Works: Life, Poems, and Tales, Volume 1 - The Works Of Samuel Johnson, Ll.D., In Nine Volumes • Samuel Johnson
... hangman in all my life, Nor yet intend to trade; But curst be he," said bold Robin, "That first ...
— Journeys Through Bookland V3 • Charles H. Sylvester
... forgive the show; Has told Corruption thou wert ne'er her foe; Has boasted in thy country's awful ear, Her gross delusion when she held thee dear; How tame she followed thy tempestuous call, And heard thy pompous tales, and trusted all— Rise from your sad abodes, ye curst of old For laws subverted, and for cities sold! Paint all the noblest trophies of your guilt, The oaths you perjured, and the blood you spilt; Yet must you one untempted vileness own, One dreadful palm reserved for him alone: With studied arts his country's praise to spurn, To beg the infamy he ...
— Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern, Vol. 1 • Charles Dudley Warner
... always better thought of men Thou hadst then acted better. Curst suspicion, Unholy, miserable doubt! To him Nothing on earth remains unwrench'd and ...
— The German Classics of The Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, Vol. III • Kuno Francke (Editor-in-Chief)
... be the heart that thought the thought, And curst the hand that fired the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died ...
— Ballads of Mystery and Miracle and Fyttes of Mirth - Popular Ballads of the Olden Times - Second Series • Frank Sidgwick
... become sullen and proud, ignorant and suspicious, incharitable, curst, and in fine, the most depraved and perfidious under heaven? And whence does all this proceed, but from the effects of your own examples, and the ...
— An Apologie for the Royal Party (1659); and A Panegyric to Charles the Second (1661) • John Evelyn
... Peace, I am somwhat trobled. Oh tis hee, My brother; and those rude and violent gusts That to this strange Road thrust my shipp per force, And I but late for new disasters curst, Have with there light winges mounted mee aloft, And for a haven in heaven new harbord mee. Yet they but feede upon theire knowne delights; Anon ...
— A Collection Of Old English Plays, Vol. IV. • Editor: A.H. Bullen
... coming hither, And so have left their king and them together; We had, say they, been now a happy nation; No doubt we had seen a blessed reformation: For wise men say 'tis as dangerous a thing, A ruling priesthood, as a priest-rid king; And of all plagues with which mankind are curst, ...
— The True-Born Englishman - A Satire • Daniel Defoe
... Ho-ti tingled with horror. He curst his son, and he curst himself that ever he should beget a son that should eat ...
— The Best of the World's Classics, Vol. V (of X) - Great Britain and Ireland III • Various
... watch a maiden flee, Past seas and ice-mounts oriflammed With crystal diamonds red and bright, Where Persephone hath breathed a jem, And frozen jazels that we see, Alife with lusts of curst and damn'd, Tho' windblown, thro' the moonless night, She wanders with her anadem On golden hair; nor doth she haste When scarlet eyes peer thro' the snow, But caverned mouths of grottoes black, And storm-swept ...
— Betelguese - A Trip Through Hell • Jean Louis de Esque
... by Jove's high throne have ever stood, The source of evil one, and one of good; From thence the cup of mortal man he fills, Blessings to these, to those distributes ills, To most he mingles both: the wretch decreed To taste the bad, unmixed, is curst indeed; Pursued by wrongs, by meagre famine driven, He wanders, outcast both of earth and ...
— Gryll Grange • Thomas Love Peacock
... was the cause, our noble virago obtained a signal triumph, and "the oracle of law," with all his gravity, stood before the council-table hen-pecked. In June, 1616, Sir Edward appears to have yielded at discretion to his lady, for in an unpublished letter I find that "his curst heart hath been forced to yield to more than he ever meant; but upon this agreement he flatters himself that she will prove a ...
— Curiosities of Literature, Vol. II (of 3) - Edited, With Memoir And Notes, By His Son, The Earl Of Beaconsfield • Isaac D'Israeli
... that thy plays Are laught at by the pit, box, galleries, nay, stage? Think on't a while, and thou wilt quickly find Thy body made for labour, not thy mind. No other use of paper thou shouldst make Than carrying loads and reams upon thy back. Carry vast burdens till thy shoulders shrink, But curst be he that gives thee pen and ink: Such dangerous weapons should be kept from fools, As nurses from their children keep edg'd tools: For thy dull fancy a muckinder is fit To wipe the slobberings of thy snotty wit: And ...
— English Satires • Various
... Rover tore his hair, He curst himself in his despair; The waves rush in on every side, The ship ...
— Grace Darling - Heroine of the Farne Islands • Eva Hope
... private wound is deepest. Oh time, most curst!] I have a little mended the measure. The old edition, and all but ...
— Johnson's Notes to Shakespeare Vol. I Comedies • Samuel Johnson
... them! wherefore should I curse them? Would curses kill, as doth the mandrake's groan, I would invent as bitter-searching terms, As curst, as harsh and horrible to hear, Deliver'd strongly through my fixed teeth, With full as many signs of deadly hate, As lean-fac'd Envy in her loathsome cave. My tongue should stumble in mine earnest words; Mine eyes should sparkle like the beaten flint; Mine ...
— King Henry VI, Second Part • William Shakespeare [Rolfe edition]
... luxury! thou curst by Heaven's decree, How ill-exchanged are things like these for thee! How do thy potions, with insidious joy, Diffuse their pleasures, only to destroy. Kingdoms by thee, to sickly greatness grown, Boast of a florid vigour not their own. At every draught more large and large they grow, A bloated ...
— Oliver Goldsmith • E. S. Lang Buckland
... chance a' gaein' aboot the country like that curst villain yer brither, I suppose?' retorted Robert, rousing himself for ...
— Robert Falconer • George MacDonald
... pause, 'your rage is too violent and unbecoming. You should be my mother's comforter, and you encrease her pain. It ill suited you and your reverend character thus to curse your greatest enemy: you should not have curst him, villian as he is.'—'I did not curse him, child, did I?'—'Indeed, Sir, you did; you curst him twice.'—'Then may heaven forgive me and him if I did. And now, my son, I see it was more than human benevolence that first taught us to bless our enemies! Blest be his ...
— The Vicar of Wakefield • Oliver Goldsmith
... talking somewhat like. I would have you all disclaim my actions. I own I have done very vilely by this lady. One step led to another. I am curst with an enterprizing spirit. I hate to ...
— Clarissa, Volume 7 • Samuel Richardson
... I was at curst Dunbar, "And was a pris'ner ta'en; "And many weary night and day, "In ...
— Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border, Vol. II (of 3) • Walter Scott
... curst and unholy, For Ronaldsway lust, as they did for Logh Molley; Of Naboth, the tragedy’s played here anew: Thy murder, Brown William, ...
— Brown William - The Power of the Harp and Other Ballads • Thomas J. Wise
... be the wretch! nay, doubly curst! (If it may lawful be To curse our greatest enemy,) Who learn'd himself that heresy first, (Which since has seized on all the rest,) That knowledge forfeits all humanity; Taught us, like Spaniards, to be proud and poor, And fling our scraps ...
— The Poems of Jonathan Swift, D.D., Volume I (of 2) • Jonathan Swift
... night. Restore, celestial friend, my youthful morn, Call back my years, and let my fame return; Grant me to trace, beyond that pathless sea, Some happier shore from lust of empire free; To find in that far world a peaceful bower, From envy safe and curst Ovando's power. Earth's happiest realms let not their distance hide, Nor seas forever roll their useless tide. For nations yet unborn, that wait thy time, Demand their seats in that secluded clime; Ah, grant me still, ...
— The Columbiad • Joel Barlow
... for Iesus sake forbeare To digg the dust encloased heare: Blest be ye man yt spares thes stones And curst be ...
— Innocents abroad • Mark Twain
... that's kind in you seems to harden, and all that's straight to run crooked. There's times I think you couldn't do wrong if you weren't so sure of doing right; and there's times, when I hear of your being kind to the school-children, I think it must be some curst ill-luck of my own that brings us ...
— Shining Ferry • Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch
... should be my neighbours, and, if so, my friends; for which of my English neighbours have reason to be otherwise? I tell ye, yeomen, that even those among ye who have been branded with outlawry have had from me protection; for I have pitied their miseries, and curst the oppression of their tyrannic nobles. What, then, would you have of me? or in what can this violence serve ye?—Ye are worse than brute beasts in your actions, and will you imitate them ...
— Ivanhoe - A Romance • Walter Scott
... thy object: whether revenge or the natural bent of a cruel and degraded mind, I know not; but if any be curst because of the Outlaw of Torn, it will be thou—I had almost said, unnatural father; but I do not believe a single drop of thy debased blood flows in the veins of ...
— The Outlaw of Torn • Edgar Rice Burroughs
... twist his little limbs in childish sport, Until the angel, surfeited with fear, Would love and spare the thing that fear'd him not. No man could see his pretty ways and frown,— And he was full of little childish tricks, That won the very heart out of a man In spite of him. There's Beowolf the Curst, With ne'er a gentle word for man or child, But cold and crusty as a northern hill— Why this day sen'night did my master there, Crawl up his knees without a Yea or Nay, And toy'd him with his sword-hilt merrily, Till the rough man, caught with his gamesome arts, Swore that he had the making ...
— Poems • Walter R. Cassels
... find among these hills The House of Beauty!—Curst, yea, thrice accurst, The hope that lures one on from last to first With vain illusions that no ...
— Myth and Romance - Being a Book of Verses • Madison Cawein
... poet. In "Amabel" the ruinous passage of years, which has continued to be an obsession with Mr. Hardy, is already crudely dealt with. The habit of taking poetical negatives of small scenes—"your face, and the God-curst sun, and a tree, and a pond edged with grayish leaves" ("Neutral Times")—which had not existed in English verse since the days of Crabbe, reappears. There is marked already a sense of terror and resentment ...
— Some Diversions of a Man of Letters • Edmund William Gosse
... you may Boldly assault the necromancers hall; Where if he be, with dauntless hardihood, 650 And brandish't blade rush on him, break his glass, And shed the lushious liquor on the ground, But sease his wand, though he and his curst crew Feirce signe of battail make, and menace high, Or like the sons of Vulcan vomit smoak, Yet will they soon retire, if ...
— The Poetical Works of John Milton • John Milton
... he hung, and bowed his head, And prayed for them that smote, and them that curst; And, drop by drop, his slow life-blood was shed, And his last hour ...
— England's Antiphon • George MacDonald
... own. Of course we all know Goldsmith's Deserted Village, and that it is all about luxury. It is, however, very poetical poetry (if I may say so), and I don't know that it gives much assistance to a sober, prosaic view of the subject like the present. "O Luxury, thou curst by heaven's decree," sounds very grand; but I have not the least idea what it means. The pictures drawn in the poem of simple rural pleasures, and of gaudy city delights, are very pleasing; and the moral drawn from it all, viz., that nations sunk in luxury ...
— Interludes - being Two Essays, a Story, and Some Verses • Horace Smith
... More than before—desired me to have killed her. Even when I had not left her power to speak, she curst ...
— The Works of John Dryden, Volume 5 (of 18) - Amboyna; The state of Innocence; Aureng-Zebe; All for Love • John Dryden
... brightens; No fear, nor lust for sordid hoard, His light sleep frightens. Why bend our bows of little span? Why change our homes for regions under Another sun? What exiled man From self can sunder? Care climbs the bark, and trims the sail, Curst fiend! nor troops of horse can 'scape her, More swift than stag, more swift than gale That drives the vapour. Blest in the present, look not forth On ills beyond, but soothe each bitter With slow, calm smile. No suns on earth Unclouded glitter. Achilles' light ...
— Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace • Horace
... off, Which, as the Parcae knew, too soon was fated to happen 85 Should he a soldier sail bound for those Ilian walls. For that by Helena's rape, the Champion-leaders of Argives Unto herself to incite Troy had already begun, Troy (ah, curst be the name) common tomb of Asia and Europe, Troy to sad ashes that turned valour and valorous men! 90 Eke to our brother beloved, destruction ever lamented Brought she: O Brother for aye lost unto wretchedmost me, Oh, to thy wretchedmost brother lost the light of his life-tide, Buried together ...
— The Carmina of Caius Valerius Catullus • Caius Valerius Catullus
... first (Indeed she was curst) In knowledge that tasted delight; And sages agree, The laws should decree To the first possessor ...
— Letters of the Right Honourable Lady M—y W—y M—e • Lady Mary Wortley Montague
... and in their stead Convey'st malignant arrows tipt with lead: The heedless God, suspecting no deceits, Shoots on, and thinks he has done wondrous feats; But the poor nymph, who feels her vitals burn, And from her shepherd can find no return, Laments, and rages at the power divine, When, curst Discretion! all the fault was thine: Cupid and Hymen thou hast set at odds, And bred such feuds between those kindred gods, That Venus cannot reconcile her sons; When one appears, away the other runs. The former scales, wherein he used to poise Love ...
— Poems (Volume II.) • Jonathan Swift
... the Rover tore his hair; He curst himself in his despair; But the waves rush in on every side, And the vessel sinks beneath ...
— English Songs and Ballads • Various
... and heart, that very vice, Which I us'd but in private whilst honour was nice; I'll publickly now practice over and o'er, Till thou'rt fain'd for a Cuckold and I for a Whore." Cries Vulcan, "Could ever man think that a Goddess, Admir'd for her charms by such numbers of noddies, Should ever be curst with so rampant a tail, That will wallow more love-sap, than I can do ale; A pox on your rump, for I plainly see 'tis As salt as your parents, Oceanus and Tethys. But had I first known you had sprung from salt water, The ...
— The Power of Mesmerism - A Highly Erotic Narrative of Voluptuous Facts and Fancies • Anonymous
... leave me not uncertain thus! And, whilst thou tellest me what's like my fate, Oh! teach me how I may avert it too! Curst be the man who first a simile made! Curst ev'ry bard who writes!—So have I seen Those whose comparisons are just and true, And those who liken things not like at all. The devil is happy that the whole creation Can furnish out no ...
— Miscellanies, Volume 2 (from Works, Volume 12) • Henry Fielding
... his children and wife, Fled away from a town that was burning, By command of a friend, who added that life Must depend on their never back turning. The lady, alas! like her grandmother Eve, With a longing for knowledge is curst: She turns to behold—it is hard to believe— And is ...
— Harper's Young People, September 21, 1880 - An Illustrated Weekly • Various
... I jogged home with all this gold chinking in my pockets, I did feel that I had thrust my head fairly into a halter, and no chance left of drawing it out. Look at it how I might, this business wore a most curst aspect, to be sure; nor could I regard myself as anything ...
— A Set of Rogues • Frank Barrett
... and obey'd. No Noise, no Hiss: the dumb Apostate lay Sunk in soft silence, and dissolv'd away. Nor was this Miracle of Verse confin'd To Jews alone: For in a Heathen mind Some strokes appear: Thus Orpheus was inspir'd, Inchanting Syrens at his Song retir'd. To Rocks and Seas he the curst Maids pursu'd, And their strong Charms, by ...
— Discourse on Criticism and of Poetry (1707) - From Poems On Several Occasions (1707) • Samuel Cobb
... he tried Perils of war in yoked chariot; And yoked pairs abreast came earlier Than yokes of four, or scythed chariots Whereinto clomb the men-at-arms. And next The Punic folk did train the elephants— Those curst Lucanian oxen, hideous, The serpent-handed, with turrets on their bulks— To dure the wounds of war and panic-strike The mighty troops of Mars. Thus Discord sad Begat the one Thing after other, to be The terror of the nations under ...
— Of The Nature of Things • [Titus Lucretius Carus] Lucretius
... friend, within these Railes forbear {To dig the dust enclosed here. {Blest bee the man who spares these stones {And Curst be he ...
— Showell's Dictionary of Birmingham - A History And Guide Arranged Alphabetically • Thomas T. Harman and Walter Showell
... am most happy: mine is victory, Mine the king's favour, mine the nation's shout, And great men make their fortunes of my smiles. O curse of curses! in the lap of blessing To be most curst!—My Leonora's false! ...
— The Revenge - A Tragedy • Edward Young
... King. Be curst he and his Faction: oh, how I labour For these preventions! but, so crosse is Fate, My ills are ne're hid from me but their ...
— Old English Plays, Vol. I - A Collection of Old English Plays • Various
... skies! Why dost thou shriek and strain thy red-swoln eyes As the white sail dim lessens from thy view? Go pine in want and anguish and despair, There is no mercy found in human-kind— Go Widow to thy grave and rest thee there! But may the God of Justice bid the wind Whelm that curst bark beneath the mountain wave, And bless with Liberty and Death ...
— Poems • Robert Southey
... me out at last—man's love. List now, I pray thee and mark me, friend. Wounded was I at the ford you wot of beside the mill, and, thereafter, lost within the forest, a woeful wight! Whereon my charger, curst beast, did run off and leave me. So was I in unholy plight, when, whereas I lay sighful and distressed, there dawned upon my sight one beyond all beauty beautiful. Y-clad in ragged garb was she, yet by her loveliness her very rags were glorified. To me, shy as startled doe, came she ...
— Beltane The Smith • Jeffery Farnol
... builds a pleasure house and an arbour where he comes with his paramour to make merry in the summer days. But Nature sets her seal of condemnation upon the cruelty and vainglory of man. "The spot is curst"; no flowers or grass will grow there; no beast will drink of the fountain. Part I. tells the story without enthusiasm but without comment. ...
— A History of English Romanticism in the Nineteenth Century • Henry A. Beers
... Those, only fixed they first or last obey— The love of pleasure, and the love of sway. That, Nature gives; and where the lesson taught Is but to please, can pleasure seem a fault? Experience, this; by man's oppression curst, They seek the second not to lose the first. Men, some to business, some to pleasure take; But every woman is at heart a rake: Men, some to quiet, some to public strife; But every lady would be ...
— Essay on Man - Moral Essays and Satires • Alexander Pope
... so, in groans they brake When they came near him; and such space did take 'Twixt one another, loath to issue on, That in their shallow furrows earth was shown, And the poor lover took a little breath: But the curst Fates sate spinning of his death On every wave, and with the servile Winds Tumbled them on him. And now Hero finds, By that she felt, her dear Leander's state: She wept, and prayed for him to every Fate; 210 And every Wind that whipped her with her hair ...
— The Works of Christopher Marlowe, Vol. 3 (of 3) • Christopher Marlowe
... quickly take it—Perhaps I am not so curst, but heav'n may have sent thee at this moment to snatch ...
— The Gamester (1753) • Edward Moore
... "'Tis the last day's airnin' iver I seen by him, Mrs. Muldoon, ma'am! Ah, there's thim says for this war, an' there's thim says agin this war, but Heaven lave Himself where he is, I says, for of all the ragin' Turcomaniacs iver a misfortunate woman was curst with, Pat Brady, my full ...
— Penelope's Irish Experiences • Kate Douglas Wiggin
... by dale and down,' quoth Guy, 'And I have done many a curst turn; And he that calls me by my right name Calls ...
— Ballads of Robin Hood and other Outlaws - Popular Ballads of the Olden Times - Fourth Series • Frank Sidgwick
... kneel; And when for peace, ingloriously he sues, His crown, his life, untimely may he lose, And lie unburied on the naked shore; 765 With the last breath of life this pray'r I pour. And you, my Tyrian friends—thro' times extent On that curst race eternal hatred vent. These gifts, these honors, let my ashes reap, No peace, no treaty with that people keep. 770 Rise, rise some vast avenger from my tomb, With fire with sword that Dardan breed ...
— The Fourth Book of Virgil's Aeneid and the Ninth Book of Voltaire's Henriad • Virgil and Voltaire
... good and wise, Have fallen in thy curst embrace: The juices of the grapes of wrath ...
— East and West - Poems • Bret Harte
... Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst the hand that fired the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died ...
— Ballads of Mystery and Miracle and Fyttes of Mirth - Popular Ballads of the Olden Times - Second Series • Frank Sidgwick
... it is no gentle chase, But the blunt boar, rough bear, or lion proud, 884 Because the cry remaineth in one place, Wilere fearfully the dogs exclaim aloud: Finding their enemy to be so curst, They all strain courtesy who shall ...
— Venus and Adonis • William Shakespeare
... the common. But whatever the heart might be, no one ever took the eyes for the eyes of a fool. They were keen, alert, perpetually on guard. There is a letter extant—it was indeed a dear friend who wrote it—which mocks at Harry for his "curst stand-and-deliver stare." But it is a queer thing that most men had to know Harry Boyce a long time before they remarked that his eyes were not quite of the same colour. The common English grey-green-blue ...
— The Highwayman • H.C. Bailey
... as well as you can while you are in England. German cookery is an education for the sentiment of hogs. The play of sour and sweet, and crowning of the whole with fat, shows a people determined to go down in civilization, and try the business backwards. Adieu, curst Croat! On the Wallachian border mayst ...
— The Shaving of Shagpat • George Meredith
... a curst Lazarist, who by undertaking to teach me Latin made me detest it. His hair was coarse, black and greasy, his face like those formed in gingerbread, he had the voice of a buffalo, the countenance of an owl, ...
— The Confessions of J. J. Rousseau, Complete • Jean Jacques Rousseau
... and rain, * My fires would flame on high and every land calcine. To Allah make I moan of loved ones lost for aye, * Who for my pine and pain no more shall pain and pine: I never wronged them save that over love I nurst: * But Love departs us lovers into blest and curst." ...
— The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, Volume 3 • Richard F. Burton
... sake forbeare To digg the dvst enclosed heare: Bleste be y^e man y^t spares thes stones, And curst be he y^t ...
— An Introduction to Shakespeare • H. N. MacCracken
... avarice! already have we bartered for those curst estates our everlasting peace!—for those did midnight flames surprise the sleep of innocence—for those did the sacrificed ...
— The Mirror of Taste, and Dramatic Censor - Volume I, Number 1 • Stephen Cullen Carpenter
... last strenuous effort she advanced, at the same time hearing persons approaching behind her. She bared her poor curst arm; and Davies, uncovering the face of the corpse, took Gertrude's hand, and held it so that her arm lay across the dead man's neck, upon a line the colour of an unripe blackberry, which ...
— Wessex Tales • Thomas Hardy
... and in their fall Confusion to your elements ensued. The others kept their station: and this task, Whereon thou lookst, began with such delight, That they surcease not ever, day nor night, Their circling. Of that fatal lapse the cause Was the curst pride of him, whom thou hast seen Pent with the world's incumbrance. Those, whom here Thou seest, were lowly to confess themselves Of his free bounty, who had made them apt For ministries so high: therefore their views Were by enlight'ning grace and their own merit Exalted; ...
— The Divine Comedy, Complete - The Vision of Paradise, Purgatory and Hell • Dante Alighieri
... trow, is doubly blest, Who of the worst can make the best; And he, I'm sure, is doubly curst, Who of the best doth ...
— She and I, Volume 1 • John Conroy Hutcheson
... hath turned thy food, Whose senses like poor prisoners, hunger-starved Whose grief hath parched thy body, dried thy blood; Thou which hast scorned life and hated death, And in a moment, mad, sober, glad, and sorry; Thou which hast banned thy thoughts and curst thy birth With thousand plagues more than in purgatory; Thou thus whose spirit love in his fire refines, Come thou and ...
— Elizabethan Sonnet Cycles - Idea, by Michael Drayton; Fidessa, by Bartholomew Griffin; Chloris, by William Smith • Michael Drayton, Bartholomew Griffin, and William Smith
... then take me for a Coward? My Face look pale, and Death in it already? By Heav'n, shou'd any but my Friendly dare to tell me what thou hast said, my Sword shou'd ram the base Affront down the curst Villain's Throat. But you are my Friend, and I must only chide your Error. But prethee tell me who is it you are to fight with, for as yet I am ignorant both ...
— The City Bride (1696) - Or The Merry Cuckold • Joseph Harris
... 'um hate me, so they fear, with a hey, with a hey, Curst fox has the best cheer, with a ho; Two states, in blind house pent, Make brave strong government. With ...
— The Works Of John Dryden, Vol. 7 (of 18) - The Duke of Guise; Albion and Albanius; Don Sebastian • John Dryden
... Countenance, but seen the Astonishment, the Chagrin, the Vexation and Anguish of Soul, that appear'd on the Faces of these Atalantic Noblemen, at this surprizing Event; how they gnashed their Teeth for Anger, and curst the Hour that ever they were Members of this grand Council; how they Bann'd, (an Atalantis Word used there, for what we call Swearing and Damning in our Country;) how they raged at Greenwiccio, and the Lord ...
— Atalantis Major • Daniel Defoe
... he spends his breath, While hosts of hell, and powers of death, And all the sons of malice join To execute their curst design. ...
— The Psalms of David - Imitated in the Language of The New Testament - And Applied to The Christian State and Worship • Isaac Watts |
