"Whene'er" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... So we,— Whene'er we fail Of our full duty, Cast on Him our load,— Who suffered sore for us, Who frail flesh wore for us, Who all things bore for ...
— Bees in Amber - A Little Book Of Thoughtful Verse • John Oxenham
... Whene'er with haggard eyes I view This dungeon that I'm rotting in, I think of those companions true Who studied with me at the U niversity of Gottingen, niversity ...
— The Book of Humorous Verse • Various
... Say, Stella, when you copy next, Will you keep strictly to the text? Dare you let these reproaches stand, And to your failing set your hand? Or, if these lines your anger fire, Shall they in baser flames expire? Whene'er they burn, if burn they must, They'll prove ...
— Poems (Volume II.) • Jonathan Swift
... owns he teeth snow-white, Grins ever, everywhere. When placed a wight In dock, when pleader would draw tears, the while He grins. When pious son at funeral pile Mourns, or lone mother sobs for sole lost son, 5 He grins. Whate'er, whene'er, howe'er is done, Of deed he grins. Such be his malady, Nor kind, nor courteous—so beseemeth me— Then take thou good Egnatius, rede of mine! Wert thou corrupt Sabine or a Tiburtine, 10 Stuffed Umbrian or Tuscan overgrown Swarthy ...
— The Carmina of Caius Valerius Catullus • Caius Valerius Catullus
... spite of all our bastides, damned Blackhead Would ride abroad whene'er he chose to ride, We could not stop him; many a burgher bled Dear gold all round his ...
— The Defence of Guenevere and Other Poems • William Morris
... memory of a mother gone! Whene'er with others, or alone, I hear or breathe that sacred name, May it allure the hallowed flame To shine on thee, and lead thy son Into a better life, begun Unworthy that which hath been done. For him and ...
— A Leaf from the Old Forest • J. D. Cossar
... to crag descending, swiftly sped Stern Conrad down, nor once he turned his head; But shrunk whene'er the windings of his way Forced on his eye what he would not survey, His lone, but lovely dwelling on the steep, That hailed him first when homeward from the deep: 510 And she—the dim and melancholy Star, Whose ray of Beauty ...
— The Works Of Lord Byron, Vol. 3 (of 7) • Lord Byron
... prophet? what is he? a man Who speaks, 'mong many falsehoods, but few truths, Whene'er chance leads him to speak true; when false, ...
— Woman in the Ninteenth Century - and Kindred Papers Relating to the Sphere, Condition - and Duties, of Woman. • Margaret Fuller Ossoli
... I done my work: which not Jove's ire Can make undone, nor sword nor time nor fire. Whene'er that day, whose only powers extend Against this body, my brief life shall end, Still in my better portion evermore Above the stars undying shall I soar. My name shall never die; but through all time Whenever Rome shall reach a conquer'd ...
— My Life as an Author • Martin Farquhar Tupper
... Whene'er day-light's parting gleam A smiling form salutes my love, And loiters near the murm'ring stream, And glides beneath the conscious grove: Ah! then my Henry's spirit see: Soft joy and peace it ...
— Translations of German Poetry in American Magazines 1741-1810 • Edward Ziegler Davis
... so deceiv'd, He was the best of curs believ'd. The flock was trusted to his care, Whene'er the shepherd was not there. And in the house, a favored guest, He always fed upon the best. The treacherous guard his charge betray'd And on the sheep in secret prey'd. The master, when the crime was prov'd, With double indignation mov'd, About his neck the halter tied Himself: the dog for ...
— Aesop, in Rhyme - Old Friends in a New Dress • Marmaduke Park
... whene'er the good and just Close the dim eye on life and pain, Heaven watches o'er their sleeping dust Till the pure ...
— Poems • William Cullen Bryant
... hear the robins brag about the sweetness of their song, Nor do they stop their music gay whene'er a poor man comes along. God taught them how to sing an' when they'd learned the art He sent them here To use their talents day by day the dreary lives o' men to cheer. An' rich or poor an' sad or gay, the ugly an' ...
— The Path to Home • Edgar A. Guest
... dread my daily chore, I used to think it tough When mother at the kitchen door Said I'd not chopped enough. And on her baking days, I know, I shirked whene'er I could In that now happy long ago When mother ...
— Just Folks • Edgar A. Guest
... Whene'er you're in doubt, said a sage I once knew, 'Twixt two lines of conduct which course to pursue, Ask a woman's advice, and whate'er she advise Do the very reverse, and ...
— Supplemental Nights, Volume 1 • Richard F. Burton
... their airy garments flew, Thin glitt'ring textures of the filmy dew, Dipt in the richest tincture of the skies, 65 Where light disports in ever-mingling dyes, While ev'ry beam new transient colours flings, Colours that change whene'er they wave their wings. Amid the circle, on the gilded mast, Superior by the head, was Ariel plac'd; 70 His purple pinions op'ning to the sun, He rais'd his ...
— The Rape of the Lock and Other Poems • Alexander Pope
... the fork, Whene'er he carves the duck, And won't allow a soul to talk Until he carves the duck. The fork is jabbed into the sides, Across the breast the knife he slides, While every careful person hides ...
— Poems Teachers Ask For, Book Two • Various
... nests of the hoarse bird That talks, but understands not his own word; Stands, and so stood a thousand years ago, A single tree. Thunder has done its worst among its twigs, Where the great crest yet blackens, never pruned, But in its heart, alway Ready to push new verdurous boughs, whene'er The rotting saplings near it fall and leave it air, Is all antiquity and no decay. Rich, though rejected by the forest-pigs, Its fruit, beneath whose rough, concealing rind They that will break it find Heart-succouring savour of each several meat, And kernell'd ...
— The Unknown Eros • Coventry Patmore
... kindly smother. Often when my thoughts are low, Send them where they ought to go; When to study I incline, Let her aid be such as thine; Such as thine the charming power In the vacant social hour. Let her live to give delight, Ever warm and ever bright; Let her deeds, whene'er she dies, Mount as incense ...
— Pipe and Pouch - The Smoker's Own Book of Poetry • Various
... Whene'er your vitality Is feeble in quality, And you fear a fatality May end the strife, Then Dr. Joe Dickson Is the man I would fix on For putting new wicks ...
— Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. 26, September 1880 • Various
... unwise In echoing your eyes Whene'er they leave their far-off gaze, and turn To melt and blur my sight; For every other light Is servile to your cloud-grey eyes, wherein cloud ...
— Flint and Feather • E. Pauline Johnson
... princes may retire, whene'er they please, And breathe free air from out their palaces: They go sometimes unknown, to shun their state; And then, 'tis manners not to know ...
— The Works Of John Dryden, Volume 4 (of 18) - Almanzor And Almahide, Marriage-a-la-Mode, The Assignation • John Dryden
... the deep, Pull away, gallant boys! O'er the ocean let us sweep, Pull away! Round the earth our glory rings, At the thought my bosom springs, That whene'er our pennant swings, Pull away, gallant boys! Of the ocean we 're the ...
— The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume II. - The Songs of Scotland of the past half century • Various
... Their glee and game declined. All gazed at length in silence drear, Unbroke, save when in comrade's ear Some yeoman, wondering in his fear, Thus whispered forth his mind:- "Saint Mary! saw'st thou e'er such sight? How pale his cheek, his eye how bright, Whene'er the firebrand's fickle light Glances beneath his cowl! Full on our lord he sets his eye; For his best palfrey, would not I Endure ...
— Marmion: A Tale of Flodden Field • Walter Scott
... And whene'er a storm portended He'd betake himself below. So much fear and courage blended Did a pirate ...
— The Jingle Book • Carolyn Wells
... his foes knew about him— He was fond of satire or joke, Writing some verses of rhythm, Which always amused the folk. Whene'er he walked into the pulpit, He bowed for a moment in prayer, Every soul in the temple grew thirsty;— The true Christian spirit ...
— Adventures and Recollections • Bill o'th' Hoylus End
... garden, all is thine: On turnips feast whene'er you please, And riot in my beans and peas; If the potato's taste delights, Or the red carrot's sweet invites, Indulge thy morn and evening hours, But let due care regard my flowers; My tulips are my garden's pride— What vast ...
— Parker's Second Reader • Richard G. Parker
... Whene'er a task is set for you, Don't idly sit and view it, Nor be content to wish it done; Begin at once and ...
— Ontario Teachers' Manuals: Literature • Ontario Ministry of Education
... Homer the blind— I'll show you a poet that's blinder: You may see him whene'er you've a mind In Gally i.o. the Grinder. Gally ...
— The Works of Lord Byron, Vol. 7. - Poetry • George Gordon Byron
... waste, the sage avers, And instances are far too plenty; Whene'er the hasty impulse stirs, Put ...
— Nerves and Common Sense • Annie Payson Call
... of the mystic band, Wind we round thee, hand in hand; Whene'er thou hear'st thy chieftain's call Rest not, pause not, hither crawl; Or to the realms of creepy-crawley, Shivery-shaky, we will ...
— The Hero of Garside School • J. Harwood Panting
... already The guilty pangs of hell. Scarce had the blow Escaped my hand before a swift remorse, Swift but too late, fell terrible upon me. From that hour still the sanguinary ghost By day and night, and ever horrible, Hath moved before mine eyes. Whene'er I turn I see its bleeding footsteps trace the path That I must follow; at table, on the throne, It sits beside me; on my bitter pillow If e'er it chance I close mine eyes in sleep, The specter—fatal vision!—instantly Shows itself in my dreams, and tears the breast, Already mangled, with a ...
— Modern Italian Poets • W. D. Howells
... Learned of every bird its language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How they built their nests in Summer, Where they hid themselves in Winter, Talked with them whene'er he met them, Called them ...
— The Song Of Hiawatha • Henry W. Longfellow
... who makes your heart so glad, Who bids the good be gay, With the same love will make it sad, Whene'er you disobey. ...
— Hymns, Songs, and Fables, for Young People • Eliza Lee Follen
... fate. See, now, how Aigisthos forced it in taking the wedded wife of Atreides and slaying her lord when he returned, yet he had sheer destruction before his eyes, for we ourselves had forewarned him not to slay the king nor wed his wife, or vengeance would come by Atreides' son Orestes, whene'er he should grow to manhood and long for his home. So spake our messenger, but with all his wisdom he did not soften the heart of Aigisthos, and now he has paid in full' ...
— The Legacy of Greece • Various
... An awful sight The eye beholdeth As blood-red clouds Are borne through heaven; The skies take hue Of human blood, Whene'er fight-maidens ...
— Sutherland and Caithness in Saga-Time - or, The Jarls and The Freskyns • James Gray
... empty and light, Whene'er she obtained a new hat, With pride in her air, She'd go round, here and there, For all whom she knew ...
— The Youth's Coronal • Hannah Flagg Gould
... a noble deed is wrought, Whene'er is spoken a noble thought, Our hearts, in glad surprise, To higher ...
— Successful Recitations • Various
... a flower, whose modest eye Is turn'd with looks of light and love, Who breathes her softest, sweetest sigh. Whene'er ...
— Poems (1828) • Thomas Gent
... "Whene'er you speak, remember every cause Stands not on eloquence, but stands on laws— Pregnant in matter, in expression brief, Let every sentence stand in bold relief; On trifling points nor time nor talents waste, A sad offence to learning and to ...
— The International Monthly Magazine - Volume V - No II • Various
... she of her own. My hope! my joy! my Genevieve! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that ...
— Coleridge's Ancient Mariner and Select Poems • Samuel Taylor Coleridge
... if she let Herself be lessoned so, nor plainly set 40 Her wits to yours, forsooth, and made excuse, —E'en then would be some stooping; and I choose Never to stoop. Oh, sir, she smiled, no doubt, Whene'er I passed her; but who passed without Much the same smile? This grew; I gave commands; 45 Then all smiles stopped together. There she stands As if alive. Will't please you rise? We'll meet The company below, then. I ...
— Selections from the Poems and Plays of Robert Browning • Robert Browning
... flowing silver locks And bind about thy snowy neck A necklace golden studded full With rarest gems and shining pearls. Our eyes, though sometimes dimmed with tears, In purer lustre sparkle forth Whene'er they fall agaze on thee! Our ears attuned to thy sweet lay Catch every flowing, cadent note And bear it ever safe within Our rapturous hearts, which gladly leap Whene'er thy name is called! Deep in our souls the quenchless fire Of love full brightly burns upon The sacred altar, set apart ...
— The Sylvan Cabin - A Centenary Ode on the Birth of Lincoln and Other Verse • Edward Smyth Jones
... contempt, clothed with distrust, For him who puketh up a sour disdain, From stomach filled with racial prejudice, That shall his downfall speed, helped by the spleen, Which pampered youth, fed with a golden spoon, Must ever show, whene'er its will is crossed. And thus will I proceed to "cook his goose," Until the flesh shall cleave from off its bones. But as it seemeth to my anxious mind, I read uncertainty in Francos' eye, "The welfare of thy people" once he voiced, Such words make music not unto mine ear. (Disdainfully) "Thy ...
— 'A Comedy of Errors' in Seven Acts • Spokeshave (AKA Old Fogy)
... was no concern of mine, I should to thee have paid no heed, For while I humour this, that one to please I don't succeed! Act as thy wish may be! go, come whene'er thou list; 'tis naught to me. Sorrow or joy, without limit or bound, to indulge thou art free! What is this hazy notion about relatives distant or close? For what purpose have I for all these days racked my heart with woes? Even at this time ...
— Hung Lou Meng, Book I • Cao Xueqin
... in thy hand! Many or few, my days I leave with thee,—this only pray, That by thy grace, I, every day Devoting to thy praise, May ready be To welcome thee Whene'er thou com'st to set ...
— The World's Best Poetry Volume IV. • Bliss Carman
... saints let me be found, Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound, To see Thy smiling face; Then loudest of the throng I'll sing, While heaven's resounding arches ring With shouts of ...
— The Story of the Hymns and Tunes • Theron Brown and Hezekiah Butterworth
... eye, and mild of mien Walks forth of marriage yonder gentle queen; What chaste sobriety whene'er she speaks, What glad content sits smiling on her cheeks, What plans of goodness in that bosom glow, What prudent care is throned upon her brow, What tender truth in all she does or says, What pleasantness and peace in all her ways! For ever blooming on that cheerful face, Home's ...
— The Wedding Guest • T.S. Arthur
... now I am—a few days hence I shall not be; I fain would look before And after, but can neither do; some Power Or lack of power says "no" to all I would. I stand upon a wide and sunless plain, Nor chart nor steel to guide my steps aright. Whene'er, o'ercoming fear, I dare to move, I grope without direction and by chance. Some feign to hear a voice and feel a hand That draws them ever upward thro' the gloom. But I—I hear no voice and touch no hand, Tho' oft thro' silence infinite I list, And strain ...
— The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar • Paul Laurence Dunbar
... Whene'er she moves there are fresh beauties stirred; As the sunned bosom of a humming-bird At each pant shows some fiery hue, Burns gold, intensest green or blue: The same, yet ...
— The Germ - Thoughts towards Nature in Poetry, Literature and Art • Various
... Whene'er I poke Sarcastic joke Replete with malice spiteful, The people vile Politely smile And vote me quite delightful! Now, when a wight Sits up all night Ill-natured jokes devising, And all his wiles Are met with smiles, It's hard, there's no disguising! Oh, ...
— Bab Ballads and Savoy Songs • W. S. Gilbert
... our auld Scots sangs, The mournfu' and the gay; They charm'd me by a mither's knee, In bairnhood's happy day: And even yet, though owre my pow The snaws of age are flung, The bluid loups joyfu' in my veins Whene'er I ...
— The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume V. - The Songs of Scotland of the Past Half Century • Various
... "honey-moons" Complain of—want of order, I confess, But not of system in its highest sense. Who asks a guiding clue through this wide mind, In love of Nature such will surely find. In tropic climes, live like the tropic bird, Whene'er a spice-fraught grove may tempt thy stay; Nor be by cares of colder climes disturbed— No frost the summer's bloom shall drive away; Nature's wide temple and the azure dome Have plan enough, for the free ...
— Memoirs of Margaret Fuller Ossoli, Vol. I • Margaret Fuller Ossoli
... to soul, eye speaks to eye, And mind by mind is read; The heart bounds in sweet ecstasy Whene'er a light is shed, That shines to illume a cherished thought That seemed to dwell alone, But on through years has nobly sought To ...
— Our Profession and Other Poems • Jared Barhite
... town there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er ...
— The Vicar of Wakefield • Oliver Goldsmith
... her is sweet delight: 'T is heaven whene'er she 's in my sight, But when she's gone, 't is endless night— All 's ...
— Janice Meredith • Paul Leicester Ford
... Whene'er my heart love's warmth but entertains, Oh frost! oh snow! oh hail! forbid the banes. One drop now deads a spark, but if the same Once gets a force, floods cannot quench the flame. Rather than love, let me be ever lost, Or let me ...
— The Hesperides & Noble Numbers: Vol. 1 and 2 • Robert Herrick
... the rash spectator meet his eyes, Eyes that confess'd him born for kingly sway, So fierce, they flash'd intolerable day. His age in nature's youthful prime appear'd, And just began to bloom his yellow beard. Whene'er he spoke, his voice was heard around, Loud as a trumpet, with a silver sound; A laurel wreath'd his temples, fresh and green, And myrtle sprigs, the marks of love, were mix'd between. Upon his fist he bore, for his delight, An eagle ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 57, No. 356, June, 1845 • Various
... Whene'er I take my walks abroad, How many poor I see! What shall I render to my God For all his ...
— Pleasing Stories for Good Children with Pictures • Anonymous
... great First Cause," Creator, King, and Lord, The worm that breathed at Thy commanding word, And dies whene'er Thou wilt, presumptuous man, Has dared the mazes of Thy path to scan; Guided by reason's powerless rays alone, Would pierce the veil ...
— Heart Utterances at Various Periods of a Chequered Life. • Eliza Paul Kirkbride Gurney
... vainly she dissembled, For whene'er she tried to smile, A tear unbidden trembled In her blue ...
— Essays in Little • Andrew Lang
... always salute us with unction; And still the old cry some one will repeat— "It's only nine miles to the Junction!" Three cheers for the warm hearted Rhode Island boys, May each be true to his function; And whene'er we meet, let us each other greet, With "Only nine miles to ...
— History of Company F, 1st Regiment, R.I. Volunteers, during the Spring and Summer of 1861 • Charles H. Clarke
... of ocean, eater-out of walls Around the coasts. Nor ever cease to flit The varied voices, sounds athrough the air. Then too there comes into the mouth at times The wet of a salt taste, when by the sea We roam about; and so, whene'er we watch The wormword being mixed, its bitter stings. To such degree from all things is each thing Borne streamingly along, and sent about To every region round; and nature grants Nor rest nor respite of the onward flow, Since 'tis incessantly we feeling have, ...
— Of The Nature of Things • [Titus Lucretius Carus] Lucretius
... look less mazed Whene'er of bliss debarr'd, Nor think the Gods were crazed When thy own lot went hard. But we are all the same—the fools of ...
— Poetical Works of Matthew Arnold • Matthew Arnold
... true, but scan him well Whene'er you see him pass; Look at his ears and you can tell He's ...
— The Poets and Poetry of Cecil County, Maryland • Various
... his companions / to castle court he went, E'en as do now the people / whene'er on pleasure bent, There stood 'fore all so graceful / Siegelind's noble son, For whom in love did languish / the hearts of ...
— The Nibelungenlied - Translated into Rhymed English Verse in the Metre of the Original • trans. by George Henry Needler
... Will, I ever will Be at your will, Whene'er you will, And where you will; So that your Will Be Good-Will, I never will Dispute your Will; But give you ...
— The Merry-Thought: or the Glass-Window and Bog-House Miscellany. Part 1 • Samuel Johnson [AKA Hurlo Thrumbo]
... I have heard those rich ones sigh, Made poor by their desires so high, I cherish more a simple mind; That I am well content to find My pictures in the open air, And let my walls and floors go bare; That I with lovely things can fill My rooms, whene'er sweet Fancy will. I make a fallen tree my chair, And soon forget no cushion's there; I lie upon the grass or straw, And no soft down do I sigh for; For with me all the time I keep Sweet dreams that, do I wake or sleep, Shed ...
— Foliage • William H. Davies
... informed man of his year. His fellow candidates remember even now his appearance during scholarship week. Like David, he was ruddy of countenance, like Saul he towered head and shoulders above the rest, and a mass of fair hair fell over his forehead. Whene'er he took his walks abroad he wore a large soft hat, and a large soft scarf, and carried a stick that was large ...
— Side Lights • James Runciman
... here, Christmas comes but once a year, But when it comes it brings good cheer, And when it's gone it's no longer near. May luck attend the milking-pail, Yule logs and cakes in plenty be, May each blow of the thrashing-flail Produce good frumenty. And let the Wassail Cup abound, Whene'er ...
— The Peace Egg and Other tales • Juliana Horatia Ewing
... we fall apart, Tacitly sunder—neither you nor I Conscious of one intelligible Why, And both, from severance, winning equal smart. So, with resigned and acquiescent heart, Whene'er your name on some chance lip may lie, I seem to see an alien shade pass by, A spirit wherein I have no lot or part. Thus may a captive, in some fortress grim, From casual speech betwixt his warders, learn That June ...
— Poems of To-Day: an Anthology • Various
... to stray Whene'er the sward is green, Round your mementos grey, And haunts the mouldering scene; And lovely in repose, At sunset's gorgeous close, Your holy walls seem blending With purple light ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Vol. 17, No. - 482, March 26, 1831 • Various
... help I can: Before you up the mountain go, Up to the dreary mountain-top, I'll tell you all I know. 'Tis now some two-and-twenty years Since she (her name is Martha Ray) Gave, with a maiden's true good will, Her company to Stephen Hill; And she was blithe and gay, And she was happy, happy still Whene'er she ...
— English Critical Essays - Nineteenth Century • Various
... I close my eyes, To part with every lust; And charge my flesh whene'er it rise To ...
— Hymns and Spiritual Songs • Isaac Watts
... little sight, one plant, . . . whene'er the leaf grows there Its drop comes from my heart, that's all." —Browning's ...
— Six Centuries of English Poetry - Tennyson to Chaucer • James Baldwin
... hour The slave of Fate, I've knelt before thy throne; To thy loved courts have sped Whene'er my heart has bled, And every ray of bliss that heart has known Has reached ...
— Zophiel - A Poem • Maria Gowen Brooks
... or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play; And could I ever keep awake With me ...
— The Home Book of Verse, Vol. 1 (of 4) • Various
... understood, And summoned round his gosling brood: "Whene'er you hear a rogue commended, Be sure some mischief is intended; A fox now spoke in commendation— Foxes no doubt will rise in station; If they hold places, it is plain The geese will feel a tyrant ...
— Fables of John Gay - (Somewhat Altered) • John Gay
... Whene'er in place of using patent wile, Or trying to frighten me with horrid grin, You tempt me with two crimson lips curved in a smile; Old Devil, I ...
— Fifty years & Other Poems • James Weldon Johnson
... "And loving will I die, oh happy day Whene'er it chanceth! but oh far more blessed If as about thy polished sides I stray, My bones within thy hollow grave might rest, Together should in heaven our spirits stay, Together should our bodies lie in chest; So happy death should join what life doth sever, 0 Death, 0 Life! sweet both, ...
— Jerusalem Delivered • Torquato Tasso
... beheld, thou excellent, Ideal of grace! 'tis ravishment To breathe thy atmosphere, O Beauty, Whene'er thou stirr'st ...
— Song-waves • Theodore H. Rand
... I sigh whene'er my musing thoughts Those happy days present, When I with troops of pious friends Thy ...
— Love and Life • Charlotte M. Yonge
... Whene'er she Smiles, new Life she gives, And happy, happy who receives, From her Inchanting Breath; Then prithee Caelia smile once more, Since I no longer must adore, For ...
— Wit and Mirth: or Pills to Purge Melancholy, Vol. 5 of 6 • Various
... beyond your brightest bloom (This Envy owns, since now her bloom is fled): Fair as the Forms that wove in Fancy's loom, Float in light vision round the Poet's head. Whene'er with soft serenity she smiled, Or caught the orient blush of quick surprise, How sweetly mutable, how brightly wild. The liquid lustre darted from her eyes! Each look, each motion, waked a new-born grace That o'er her form its transient glory cast: Some lovelier ...
— Some Old Time Beauties - After Portraits by the English Masters, with Embellishment and Comment • Thomson Willing
... romantic, but, upon my word, There are some moments when one can't help feeling As if his heart's chords were so strongly stirred By things around him, that 'tis vain concealing A little music in his soul still lingers, Whene'er the keys ...
— Tent Life in Siberia • George Kennan
... was I nurtured wondrously, So Rumour saith: I know not of these things, For mortal men are ever wont to lie, Whene'er they speak of sceptre-bearing kings: I tell what I was told, for memory brings No record of those days, that are as deep Lost as the lullaby a mother sings In ears of children that ...
— Helen of Troy • Andrew Lang
... content themselves, as CORNEILLE did, with some flat design, which (like an ill riddle) is found out ere it be half proposed; such Plots, we can make every way regular, as easily as they: but whene'er they endeavour to rise up to any quick Turns or Counter-turns of Plot, as some of them have attempted, since CORNEILLE's Plays have been less in vogue; you see they write as irregularly as we! though they cover it more ...
— An English Garner - Critical Essays & Literary Fragments • Edited by Professor Arber and Thomas Seccombe
... lads!" "We'll not forget ye, an' ye'll bear us in mind!" "Whene'er thee's tired o' city, coom back, an' ye'll find a welcome!" "Mind t' fire-damp i' t' city, lads, an' use naught ...
— Derrick Sterling - A Story of the Mines • Kirk Munroe
... Temper, when out o'th' Trading City; in it, I forc'd my Nature to a dull slovenly Gravity, which well enough deceiv'd the busy Block-heads; my Clothes and Equipage I lodg'd at this End of the Town, where I still pass'd for something better than I was, whene'er I pleas'd to change the ...
— The Works of Aphra Behn - Volume IV. • Aphra Behn
... he, unmoved, contemns their idle threat, Secure of fame whene'er he please to fight: His cold experience tempers all his heat, And inbred worth ...
— The Poetical Works of John Dryden, Vol I - With Life, Critical Dissertation, and Explanatory Notes • John Dryden
... meant to slay The foe of human kind. With rival ardour We took the field; one voice, one mind, one heart; All leagu'd, all covenanted: in yon camp Spirits there are who aim, like us, at glory. Whene'er you sally forth, whene'er the Greeks Shall scale your walls, prepare thee to encounter A like assault. By me the youth of Greece Thus notify the war they ...
— The Grecian Daughter • Arthur Murphy
... children, be chaste till you're tempted— While sober, be wise and discreet— And humble your bodies with fasting, Whene'er you've got ...
— Irish Wit and Humor - Anecdote Biography of Swift, Curran, O'Leary and O'Connell • Anonymous
... "Whene'er a mule shall mount upon the Median throne, Then, and not till then, shall great Croesus fear to ...
— Cyrus the Great - Makers of History • Jacob Abbott
... cawing through the air To pluck the Pilgrims' corn, The bears came snuffing round the door Whene'er a babe was born, The rattlesnakes were bigger round Than the but of the old rams horn The deacon blew at meeting time ...
— The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes, Complete • Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
... restored you rank? Ill-will, scarce audible in low estate, Gives tongue, and opens loudly, now you're great. Poor fools! they take the stripe, draw on the shoe, And hear folks asking, "Who's that fellow? who?" Just as a man with Barrus's disease, His one sole care a lady's eye to please, Whene'er he walks abroad, sets on the fair To con him over, leg, face, teeth, and hair; So he that undertakes to hold in charge Town, country, temples, all the realm at large, Gives all the world a title ...
— The Satires, Epistles, and Art of Poetry • Horace
... modern undergraduate, with a feather in her hat, Shall parade the streets of Cambridge, followed by her faithful cat. From Parker's Piece and Former's shall be banished bat and wicket, For crotchet work and knitting shall supplant the game of cricket, Save whene'er a match at croquet once a Term is played at Girton By the Members of "the College" and the Moralists of Merton. Then no tandems shall be driven, and no more athletic sports, Save fancy balls and dances, shall appear in "Field" reports: And instead of 'pots' and ...
— Sagittulae, Random Verses • E. W. Bowling
... 's but a night and hauf a day that I 'll leave my dearie; But a night and hauf a day that I 'll leave my dearie; But a night and hauf a day that I 'll leave my dearie; Whene'er the sun gaes west the loch, I 'll ...
— The Modern Scottish Minstrel , Volume I. - The Songs of Scotland of the past half century • Various
... little, and cantie wi' mair, Whene'er I forgather wi' sorrow and care, I gie them a skelp as they're creepin' alang, Wi' a cog o' gude swats, and ...
— Robert Burns • Principal Shairp
... Chillanwallah! Where our brothers fought and bled, O thy name is natural music And a dirge above the dead! Though we have not been defeated, Though we can't be overcome, Still, whene'er thou art repeated, I would fain that ...
— The Shaving of Shagpat • George Meredith
... Wallenstein, whene'er he falls, Will drag a world to ruin down with him; And as a ship that in the midst of ocean Catches fire, and shiv'ring springs into the air, And in a moment scatters between sea and sky The crew it bore, so will he hurry to ...
— The Life of Friedrich Schiller - Comprehending an Examination of His Works • Thomas Carlyle
... Villette, Whene'er the weather's fine, We call on uncle, old Tinette, Who's in the dustman line. To feast upon some cherry stones The young un's almost wild, And rolls amongst the dust and bones, What a piggish child! What a ...
— L'Assommoir • Emile Zola
... I, O, U, The vowels we may call; W, Y, are vowels too, Whene'er they chance to fall To the end of syllable or word. And this we well may know That all the rest are consonants; Just nineteen in ...
— Mother Truth's Melodies - Common Sense For Children • Mrs. E. P. Miller
... can but make things fine, Have consciences by no means tender In sinking all that, will not shine, All vulgar facts, that spoil their splendour:— As Irish country squires they say, Whene'er the Viceroy travels nigh, Compound with beggars, on the way, To be lock'd up, till he goes by; And so send back his Lordship marvelling, That Ireland ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, No. 578 - Vol. XX, No. 578. Saturday, December 1, 1832 • Various
... murder done Since Calvary. Rise then, O Countrymen! Scatter these marsh-lights hopes of Union won Through pardoning clemency. Strike, strike again! Draw closer round the foe a girdling flame. We are stabbed whene'er we spare—strike in ...
— The Poets' Lincoln - Tributes in Verse to the Martyred President • Various
... something strange and odd About a certain magic rod That, bending down its top, divines Whene'er the soil has golden mines; Where there are none, it stands erect, Scorning to show the least respect. As ready was the wand of Sid To bend where golden mines were hid. In Scottish hills found precious ore, Where none e'er looked for ...
— The Folk-lore of Plants • T. F. Thiselton-Dyer
... ladies of honor Were plagued, awake and in bed; The queen she got them upon her, The maids were bitten and bled. And they did not dare to brush them, Or scratch them, day or night: We crack them and we crush them, At once, whene'er they bite. ...
— Faust • Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
... her milk-white steed, She's ta'en true Thomas up behind; And aye, whene'er her bridle rung, The steed flew swifter ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 61, No. 379, May, 1847 • Various
... Augustus Agricola Gunn, He was a Goop if there ever was one! Slapped his small sister whene'er he could reach her, Muddied the carpet, made mouths at the preacher, Talked back to his mother whenever she chid, Always did otherwise than he was bid; Gunther Augustus Agricola Gunn, Manners he certainly had ...
— The Camp Fire Girls at School • Hildegard G. Frey
... a stick of wood On all this prairie wide; Whene'er you eat you've got to stand Or sit on some old bull hide. It's fun to cook with buffalo chips Or mesquite, green as corn,— If I'd once known what I know now I'd have ...
— Cowboy Songs - and Other Frontier Ballads • Various
... love the festive boy, Tripping through the dance of joy! How I love the mellow sage, Smiling through the veil of age! And whene'er this man of years In the dance of joy appears, Snows may o'er his head be flung, But ...
— The Complete Poems of Sir Thomas Moore • Thomas Moore et al
... the strayed one, Long she sought, but found him never, And whene'er she crossed a pathway, Then she bowed herself before it. "O thou path whom God created, Hast thou seen my son pass over; Hast thou seen my golden apple, Hast thou ...
— Kalevala, Volume I (of 2) - The Land of the Heroes • Anonymous
... feel for the woes of my sex!" "The legions of hearts you've been breaking Your conscience affright, and your reckoning perplex, Whene'er an account you've been taking!" "I'd scarcely believe How deeply you grieve At the mischief your ...
— Point Lace and Diamonds • George A. Baker, Jr.
... son 51 Of him who bearded Jefferson, A non-resistant by conviction, But with a bump in contradiction, So that whene'er it gets a chance His pen delights to play the lance, And—you may doubt it, or believe it— Full at the head of Joshua Leavitt The very calumet he'd launch, And scourge him with the olive branch. 60 A master with the foils of wit, 'Tis natural he ...
— The Complete Poetical Works of James Russell Lowell • James Lowell
... Whene'er I recollect the happy time When you and I held converse sweet together, There come a thousand thoughts of sunny weather, Of early blossoms, and the young year's prime. Your memory lives for ever in my mind, With all the fragrant freshness of the spring, ...
— Records of a Girlhood • Frances Anne Kemble
... year; I've done what seemed my part to do, An' prayed my duty clear; But Death will stop my voice, I know, For he is on my track; And some day I to church will go, And never more come back; And when the folks gets up to sing— Whene'er that time shall be— I do not want no patent thing A-squealin' ...
— Farm Ballads • Will Carleton
... by thine whene'er I hold Converse with things that are or things that were; Whene'er I seek life's hidden folds to stir, And watch the ...
— The Judgment House • Gilbert Parker
... the men swear. "It did rain to-morrow," is growing good grammar; Vauxhall and camp-stools have been brought to the hammer; A pony-gondola is all I can keep, And I use my umbrella and pattens in sleep: Row out of my window, whene'er 'tis my whim To visit a friend, and just ...
— Our Village • Mary Russell Mitford
... be it!) To raise the fallen from this low estate, To boldly combat wrong whene'er we see it, To render good for evil, ...
— Poems with Power to Strengthen the Soul • Various
... Whene'er the Milky Way you spy, Diagonal across the sky, The egg-plant you may safely eat, And all your ...
— The Chinese Boy and Girl • Isaac Taylor Headland
... Whene'er a thrifty matron this idle maid espied, She shook her head in warning, and scarce her wrath could hide; For girls were made for housewives, for spinning-wheel and loom, And not to drink the sunshine and wild flower's ...
— Poems Teachers Ask For • Various
... hast deigned the Christian's heart to call Thy Church and Shrine; whene'er our rebel will Would in that chosen home of Thine instal Belial or Mammon, grant us not the ill We blindly ask; in very love refuse Whate'er Thou ...
— The Christian Year • Rev. John Keble
... whene'er they dream of hope, Bann'd be those haps, that henceforth flatter us, When mischief dogs us still and still for ay, From our first birth until our burying day: In our first gamesome age, our doting ...
— A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Vol. IX • Various
... He marks, combines, reposits. Other powers And features of the self-same thing (unless The beauteous form, the creature of his mind, 630 Request their close alliance) he o'erlooks Forgotten; or with self-beguiling zeal, Whene'er his passions mingle in the work, Half alters, half disowns. The tribes of men Thus from their different functions and the shapes Familiar to their eye, with art obtain, Unconscious of their purpose, yet with art Obtain the Beauty fitting man to love; Whose ...
— Poetical Works of Akenside - [Edited by George Gilfillan] • Mark Akenside
... a summer sky; But give to me the lips that say The honest words, "Good-bye!" "Adieu! adieu!" may greet the ear, In the guise of courtly speech: But when we leave the kind and dear, 'Tis not what the soul would teach. Whene'er we grasp the hands of those We would have forever nigh, The flame of Friendship bursts and glows In the ...
— The World's Best Poetry, Volume 3 - Sorrow and Consolation • Various
... o'er; now swells each throbbing breast With expectation of the coming jest. By Fashion's law, whene'er the Tragic Muse With sympathetic tears each eye bedews; When some bright Virtue at her call appears. Waked from the dead repose of rolling years; When sacred worthies she bids breathe anew, That men may be what she displays ...
— A Book of the Play - Studies and Illustrations of Histrionic Story, Life, and Character • Dutton Cook
... beasts he learned the language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How the beavers built their lodges, Where the squirrels hid their acorns, How the reindeer ran so swiftly, Why the rabbit was so timid, Talked with them whene'er he met them, Called them ...
— The Posy Ring - A Book of Verse for Children • Various
... Whene'er such wanderers I meet, As from their night-sports they trudge home, With counterfeiting voice I greet, And call them on with me to roam: Through woods, through lakes; Through bogs, through brakes; Or else, unseen, with them I go, All in the ...
— English Songs and Ballads • Various
... resign'd. Whene'er he heard her vocal tongue; And grief in slumbers sweet reclin'd, As on his ear its ...
— Poetic Sketches • Thomas Gent
... with Sakoontala. When I repudiated her, I had lost my recollection." Ever since that moment, he has yielded himself a prey to the bitterest remorse. He loathes his former pleasures; he rejects The daily homage of his ministers. On his lone couch he tosses to and fro, Courting repose in vain. Whene'er he meets The ladies of his palace, and would fain Address them with politeness, he confounds Their names; or, calling them "Sakoontala," Is straightway silent ...
— Hindu Literature • Epiphanius Wilson
... to abide with me, And my companion aye to be; Whene'er I labour, may she e'er Me help my heavy ...
— Paul Gerhardt's Spiritual Songs - Translated by John Kelly • Paul Gerhardt
... odour, That makes me giddy—that half suffocates. Thy head is wont to bear it. I don't blame Those stronger nerves that can support it. Mine - Mine it behoves not. Latterly thy angel Had made me half a fool. I am ashamed, Whene'er I see ...
— Nathan the Wise • Gotthold Ephraim Lessing
... breezes, Bear my plaints to her I love— Say to her whene'er she sneezes, Sympathy my ...
— Ups and Downs in the Life of a Distressed Gentleman • William L. Stone
... mother; ah, who knows The lonely deeps within a mother's heart? Beneath the wildest wave of woe that flows Above, around her, when her children part, There is a sorrow, silent, dark, and lone; It sheds no tears, it never maketh moan. Whene'er a child dies from a mother's arms, A grave is dug within the mother's heart: She watches it alone; no words of art Can tell the story of her vigils there. This garland fading even while 'tis fair, It is a mother's memory of a grave, When God hath ...
— Poems: Patriotic, Religious, Miscellaneous • Abram J. Ryan, (Father Ryan)
... built his tower; and, as the story tells, A fragrance rare bewitched the air whene'er they ...
— Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. XVII. No. 101. May, 1876. • Various
... a lump of lead and nought can do but sneeze: Whene'er in turn you freeze and burn, and then you burn and freeze:— It does not mean you're going to die, although you think you are— These are the primal ...
— Lyra Frivola • A. D. Godley
... foresee, whene'er thy suit I grant, That I my much-loved sovereignty shall want: Or like myself some other may be made, And her new beauty ...
— The Works of John Dryden, Volume 5 (of 18) - Amboyna; The state of Innocence; Aureng-Zebe; All for Love • John Dryden
... death's cauld hour cam' on at last, As it to a' is comin'; And may it be, whene'er it fa's, Nae waur to others than it was To ...
— The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume IV. - The Songs of Scotland of the Past Half Century • Various
... walked, I saw him—a blooming Apollo, blending the manly beauty of Antinous! Such was his noble and majestic deportment, as if the illustrious state of Genoa rested alone upon his youthful shoulders. Our eyes stole trembling glances at him, and shrunk back, as if with conscious guilt, whene'er they encountered the lightning of his looks. Ah, Arabella, how we devoured those looks! with what anxious envy did every one count those directed to her companions! They fell among us like the golden apple of discord—tender eyes burned fiercely—soft bosoms beat tumultuously—jealousy ...
— The Works of Frederich Schiller in English • Frederich Schiller
... it shews How wide and far your bounty flows: Then why from me withhold your beams? Unvisited of heav'nly dreams, Whene'er I aim at heights sublime, Still downward am I call'd to seek some ...
— Poems, &c. (1790) • Joanna Baillie
... the tree must lie. 'Tis over late for ME to roam, Yet the caged bird who hears the cry Of his wild fellows fleeting home, May feel no sharper pang than mine, Who seem to hear, whene'er I think, Spate in the stream, and wind in pine, Call me to quit dull Pen ...
— Grass of Parnassus • Andrew Lang
... till my last of lines is penn'd, My master's love, grief, laughter, at an end, Whene'er I write your ...
— Ballads • William Makepeace Thackeray
... concern'd in no litigious Jarr, Belov'd by, all not vainly popular: Whate'er Assistance I had power to bring T'oblige my Country, or to serve my King, Whene'er they call'd, I'd readily afford, My Tongue, My Pen, my Counsel, or my Sword. Law-suit I'd shun with as much Studious Care; As I wou'd Dens where hungry Lyons are; An rather put up injuries than be A Plague to him, ...
— The Pleasures of a Single Life, or, The Miseries Of Matrimony • Anonymous
... your anger, like your love, is vain: Whene'er I please, you must be pleased again. Knowing what power I have your will to bend, I'll use it; for I ...
— The Miscellaneous Writings and Speeches of Lord Macaulay, Vol. 2 (of 4) - Contributions To The Edinburgh Review • Thomas Babington Macaulay
... whene'er the sun his beams O'er ocean flings; I think of thee, whene'er the moonlight ...
— The German Classics of The Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, • Editor-in-Chief: Kuno Francke
... bound; The harbour sacred to Alcides' name Where hollow crags encroach upon the sea, Is left in freedom: there nor Zephyr gains Nor Caurus access, but the Circian blast (16) Forbids the roadstead by Monaecus' hold. And others left the doubtful shore, which sea And land alternate claim, whene'er the tide Pours in amain or when the wave rolls back — Be it the wind which thus compels the deep From furthest pole, and leaves it at the flood; Or else the moon that makes the tide to swell, Or else, in search of fuel (17) for his ...
— Pharsalia; Dramatic Episodes of the Civil Wars • Lucan |
