"E'en" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... charge me. To-morrow we resume our journey to the Falls. I should gladly myself, for Miss Forrester's sake, consent to remain with you a few days, to recruit our strength a little. But that cannot be. Our men are resolved to push on without delay; and as I have no authority to restrain them, I must e'en accompany them." ...
— Nick of the Woods • Robert M. Bird
... way," was the grave reply. "The young are as polite as ever to their elders, an' their elders are e'en tryin' to ...
— "Captains Courageous" • Rudyard Kipling
... alas! there be And mine is that self-same destiny; The fate of the lorn and lonely; For e'en in my childhood's early day, The comrades I sought would turn away; And of all the band, from the sportive play Was ...
— Wagner, the Wehr-Wolf • George W. M. Reynolds
... houses on the head; e'en Hatchett's can't demolish them; Joy grieves to see their magnitude, and Long longs to abolish them. The inns are out; hotels for single men scarce keep alive on it; While none but houses that are in the family way thrive on it. Bow, wow, ...
— The Wits and Beaux of Society - Volume 2 • Grace & Philip Wharton
... scorned the steam- horse. They took the road for Oxford and stopped at the tavern where the gossips aver that the author of "Love's Labor's Lost" made love to the landlord's wife—a thing I never would believe, e'en though I knew 't were true. From Oxford the young men made their way to storied Warwick, where the portcullis is raised—or lowered, I do not remember which—every evening at sundown to tap of drum. It is the same old Warwick Castle that Shakespeare ...
— Little Journeys to the Homes of the Great, Volume 6 - Subtitle: Little Journeys to the Homes of Eminent Artists • Elbert Hubbard
... straight to where they stood, and bowing, he and Cicely together, doffed his cap, and said in his most London tone, "We bid ye all good-e'en, ...
— Master Skylark • John Bennett
... puir fellow! Ye maunna take on about sic like laddies, or ye'll greet your e'en out o' your head. It's mony a braw man beside Johnnie Bethune has gane ...
— Alton Locke, Tailor And Poet • Rev. Charles Kingsley et al
... to be at sea, For e'en on shore, the rover, If not as drunk as he could be, Was always 'half ...
— Poor Jack • Frederick Marryat
... stormy nights and stormy days We tossed upon the raging main. And long we strove our bark to save; But all our striving was in vain. E'en then, when terror chilled my blood, My heart was filled with love of thee. The storm is past, and I'm at rest; So, Mary, weep ...
— Jo's Boys • Louisa May Alcott
... saddle once again the knight of Mancha rose, and in his hand far balancing his lance, full tilt against the troops of bulls opposing run. And thou, shrill Crillitrilkril, than whom no cricket e'er on hob of rural cottage, or chimney black, more gladsome turned his merry note, e'en thou didst perish, shrieking gave the ghost in empty air, the sport of every wind; for e'en that heart so jocund and so gay was pierced, harsh spitted by the lance of Mancha, while undaunted thou didst sit between the horns that ...
— The Surprising Adventures of Baron Munchausen • Rudolph Erich Raspe
... thrust away till they feared she had fallen over the bank. Hob and his wife were fain to get the poor man away, for his moans and fierce words were awful: and he was not a little hurt in the scuffle, so I e'en gave them leave to lay him in the cart that brought up your reverence's vestments, and the gear we lent the Abbey for ...
— The Prince and the Page • Charlotte M. Yonge
... no art To find the mind's construction in the face: He was a gentleman, on whom I built An absolute trust. O worthiest cousin, (addressing himself to Macbeth.) The sin of my Ingratitude e'en now Was great ...
— Hazlitt on English Literature - An Introduction to the Appreciation of Literature • Jacob Zeitlin
... move slowly, young hearts yearn to be Together always, cannot brook to see Their love-days pass, and void each sunny hour, Yet may we smile, e'en when fate's storm-clouds lower, Waiting fulfilment of our ...
— Poems • Sophia M. Almon
... these banks of rock, This roof of sky and tree, These tufts, where sleeps the gloaming clock, And wakes the earliest bee! As spirits from eternal day Look down on earth, secure, Look here, and wonder, and survey A world in miniature: A world not scorned by Him who made E'en weakness by his might; But solemn in his depth of shade, And splendid in his light. Light!—not alone on clouds afar, O'er storm-loved mountains spread, Or widely teaching sun and star, Thy glorious thoughts are read; Oh, no I thou art a wondrous book To sky, and sea, and land— A page ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Vol. 20, No. - 581, Saturday, December 15, 1832 • Various
... tell us what it is in Scotch,' said I, 'in order that we may improve our language by a Scotch word; a pal of mine has told me that we have taken a great many words from foreign lingos.' 'Why, then, if that be the case, fellow, I will tell you; it is e'en "spaeing,"' said he, very seriously. 'Well, then,' said I, 'I'll keep my own word, which is much the prettiest—spaeing! spaeing! why, I should be ashamed to make use of the word, it sounds so much ...
— The Romany Rye • George Borrow
... to meet With love and wonder and submissive thought. Oh! for the holy quiet of thy breast, Midst the world's eager tones and footsteps flying, Thou whose calm soul was like a well-spring, lying So deep and still in its transparent rest, That e'en when noontide burns upon the hills, Some one bright solemn star ...
— Memories of Bethany • John Ross Macduff
... it's naught but toiling At baking, roasting, frying, boiling, An', tho' the gentry first are stechin, Yet e'en the hall folk fill their pechan With sauce, ragouts, and sic like trashtrie, That's little short of downright wastrie. An' what poor cot-folk pit their painch in I own it's ...
— Interludes - being Two Essays, a Story, and Some Verses • Horace Smith
... is over, and here I sit With one arm in a sling and a milk-score of gashes, And this flagon of Cyprus must e'en warm my wit, Since what's left of youth's flame is a head flecked with ashes. I remember I sat in this very same inn,— I was young then, and one young man thought I was handsome,— I had found out what prison King Richard ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Volume 12, No. 73, November, 1863 • Various
... I be remembered?—not forever, As those of yore. Not as the warrior, whose bright glories quiver O'er fields of gore; Nor e'en as they whose song down life's dark river Is ...
— Graham's Magazine Vol XXXII. No. 3. March 1848 • Various
... they made Capri's lights It redoubled their frights, And the friars all bellowed—"Tenemur!" One and all made confessions, (E'en popes have transgressions,) There was some ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 61, No. 378, April, 1847 • Various
... the emperor, with a meaning smile. "Since your majesty has thrust yourself into the portals of my confidence, I must e'en take you with me into the penetralia, and confess at once that I have a passion, which has cost me many a sleepless night, and has preoccupied my thoughts, even when I was by ...
— Joseph II. and His Court • L. Muhlbach
... Thee! Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me, Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, ...
— Bob Hampton of Placer • Randall Parrish
... priesthood, that he so often preaches, and seeing him in the white gairment, and knowing ye've so many fast-days, and Christmas', in the kirk o' England, I fancied it might be a bit matter o' prayer he wished to offer up, yan, in the house on the flat; and so I e'en thought church prayers better than no prayers at all, in such ...
— Wyandotte • James Fenimore Cooper
... back, the savage will be persuaded we have seen him and are afraid," he said. "We must e'en take our chance. It may be he hath no evil intent, though the road be lonely and travelers few. Whatever his purpose, it is safer to go on than to stand still," and, tightening his rein, he boldly urged his horse across ...
— The Puritan Twins • Lucy Fitch Perkins
... "E'en as you like the thoughts of dining on bran-bread and milk-porridge—an extremity which you trust never to be reduced to. But all this shall not prevent me from pledging you in a cup ...
— Peveril of the Peak • Sir Walter Scott
... "Auld lang syne"; The gentle maid, whose azure eye grows dim, While Heaven is listening to her evening hymn; The jewelled beauty, when her steps draw near The circling dance and dazzling chandelier; E'en trembling age, when Spring's renewing air Waves the thin ringlets of his silvered hair;— All, all are glowing with the inward flame, Whose wider halo wreathes the poet's name, While, unenbalmed, the silent dreamer dies, His memory passing ...
— The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes, Complete • Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
... vainly hopes long here to stay, May see with weeping eyes; Not only nature posts away, But e'en good nature dies! 3. ...
— The Lives of the Poets of Great Britain and Ireland (1753) - Vol. IV • Theophilus Cibber
... was the march to which his troops retreated. Cute Jonathan, to see them fly, could not restrain his laughter; "That tune," said he, "suits to a T—I'll sing it ever after!" Old Johnny's face, to his disgrace, was flushed with beer and brandy, E'en while he swore to sing no more this Yankee doodle dandy. Yankee doodle,—ho-ha-he—Yankee doodle dandy, We kept the tune, but not the tea—Yankee ...
— De La Salle Fifth Reader • Brothers of the Christian Schools
... "if he won't come to see me, I'll e'en go and see him. Besides, I have a great desire to witness their proceedings at this temple of theirs. Will you go with ...
— The Coral Island - A Tale Of The Pacific Ocean • R. M. Ballantyne
... wife, a wife for one on us, my dear Subtle! We'll e'en draw lots, and he that fails, shall have The more in goods, the other ...
— The Alchemist • Ben Jonson
... "Well, well, Master Rene," he said, gruffly, "I must e'en take thy advice, and obtain speedy release from this pain, or else be found here dead ere the post be relieved. Keep thou open keen eyes and ears, and I pray that no harm may come of this my first neglect of duty in all the years that I have served ...
— The Flamingo Feather • Kirk Munroe
... E'en the first day he touched a blackboard's space— So the tradition of his glory lingers— Two wise professors fainted, each with face White as the chalk within his rapid fingers: All day he ciphered, at such frantic ...
— Complete Poetical Works of Bret Harte • Bret Harte
... it be? ... I know not ... Speak: I am too far advanced; I cannot now retract: perchance already I am suspected by Atrides; maybe He has the right already to despise me: Hence do I feel constrained, e'en now, to hate him; I cannot longer in his presence live; I neither will, nor dare.—Do thou, Aegisthus, Teach me a means, whatever it may be, A means by which I may ...
— Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern, Vol. 1 • Charles Dudley Warner
... destitution wears the face of power? Yet is the fabric deck'd with many a flower Of fragrance wild, and many-dappled hues, Gold streak'd with iron-brown and nodding blue, Making each ruinous chink a fairy bower. E'en such a thing methinks I fain would be, Should Heaven appoint me to a lengthen'd age; So old in look, that Young and Old may see The record of my closing pilgrimage: Yet, to the last, a rugged wrinkled thing To which young sweetness may delight ...
— The International Monthly, Volume 3, No. 2, May, 1851 • Various
... formed of Clay, Was fairer than the Light of Day. By Venus learned in Beauty's Arts, And destined thus to conquer Hearts. A Goddess of this Town, I ween, Fair as Pandora, scarce Sixteen, Is destined, e'en by Jove's Command, To conquer all of Maryland. Oh, Bachelors, play have a Care, For She will ...
— The Crossing • Winston Churchill
... Childe's poetic shade refuse To plead his cause, on his base foe make war? Perchance redemption from a phantom Muse, Whose voice now faintly echoes from afar, May come, and check his sordid conqueror's car, E'en in its roll of victory, snatch the reins, From Greed's foul hands and further havoc bar, Say, shall the Penny Steamer's petty gains, Banish the Gondolier, and ...
— Punch or the London Charivari, Vol. 93, September 3, 1887 • Various
... him through t' side, and dizzied him, and kicked him aside for dead; and fired down t' hatches, and killed one man, and disabled two, and then t' rest cried for quarter, for life is sweet, e'en aboard a king's ship; and t' Aurora carried 'em off, wounded men, an' able men, an' all: leaving Kinraid for dead, as wasn't dead, and Darley for dead, as was dead, an' t' captain and master's mate as were too old for work; and t' captain, as loves Kinraid ...
— Sylvia's Lovers, Vol. I • Elizabeth Gaskell
... is winsome and bonny, Her hair it is snooded sae sleek, And faithfu' and kind is her Johnny, Yet fast fa' the tears on her cheek. New pearlins are cause of her sorrow, New pearlins and plenishing too: The bride that has a' to borrow. Has e'en right mickle ado. Woo'd and married and a'! Woo'd and married and a'! Isna she very weel aff To be woo'd ...
— Library Of The World's Best Literature, Ancient And Modern, Vol 3 • Various
... of thy renown, O'er thy foemen terror spread, Grimly flashing on thy head. Master of the fiery steed, And the chariot in its speed,— As its scythe-wedged wheels of blood Through the battle's crimson flood, Onward rushing, put to flight E'en the stoutest men of might,— Age to age shall tell thy fame; Thine shall be a deathless name! Bards shall raise the song for thee In ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Vol. 19. No. 534 - 18 Feb 1832 • Various
... theos apo mechanes. [5] Rash youths! forbear ungallantly to vex Your fellow students of the softer sex! Ladies! proud leaders of our culture's van, Crush not too cruelly the reptile Man! Or by experience you, as now, will learn Th' eternal maxim's truth, that e'en ...
— Lyra Frivola • A. D. Godley
... necessary eventually to assure you, that no consideration in the world shall ever make me pay your play debts; should you ever urge to me that your honor is pawned, I should most immovably answer you, that it was your honor, not mine, that was pawned; and that your creditor might e'en take the ...
— The PG Edition of Chesterfield's Letters to His Son • The Earl of Chesterfield
... Hawkins, "I e'en a'most forgot to tell yer. Her dress was a very light blue silk, with a lace overskirt, 'bout the same as Tilly's. Mr. Sawyer gave her two hundred dollars to buy her things with, 'cause she's been so nice to him since he ...
— Quincy Adams Sawyer and Mason's Corner Folks - A Picture of New England Home Life • Charles Felton Pidgin
... a bitter storm My soul hath felt, e'en able to destroy, Had the malicious and ill-meaning harm His swing and sway; But still Thy sweet original joy Sprung from Thine eye did work within my soul, And surging griefs when they grew bold control, And ...
— Lotus Buds • Amy Carmichael
... dull, gray grub, unsightly and noisome, unable to roam, Days pass, God's at work, the slow chemistry's going on, Behold! Behold! O brilliant, buoyant life, full winged, all the heaven's thy home! O poor, mean man, stumbling and falling, e'en shamed by a clod. Years pass, God's at work, spiritual awakening has come, Behold! Behold! O regal, royal soul, then image, now ...
— What All The World's A-Seeking • Ralph Waldo Trine
... in whom my satires find A critic, candid, just, and kind, Do you, while at your country seat, Some rhyming labours meditate, That shall in volumed bulk arise, And e'en from Cassius bear the prize; Or saunter through the silent wood, Musing on ...
— The Lives Of The Twelve Caesars, Complete - To Which Are Added, His Lives Of The Grammarians, Rhetoricians, And Poets • C. Suetonius Tranquillus
... in features mild; In thy deportment pure: Zealous for right, e'en from a child, A friend, ...
— The Poets and Poetry of Cecil County, Maryland • Various
... a trifle tired, For his Whitsun task is a torrid one; Such holiday-fervour must be admired, But the precedent's rather a horrid one. E'en Minstrel-boys of Ulsterical zeal, Might now and then like a jolly-day; And the brave bard's harp, and the warrior's steel, Take, together, ...
— Punch or the London Charivari, Vol. 104, May 27, 1893 • Various
... remembrance moves ye, O, grant my dying prayer!—the prayer of one who loves ye: Weep, loved ones, weep my lot, with still and silent tears; Beware, or by those drops suspicion ye may waken; In this bad age, ye know, e'en tears for crimes are taken: Brother for brother now, alas! ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 58, Number 358, August 1845 • Various
... Venus beat her boy? He has mislaid or lost his bow:— And who retains the missing toy? Th' Etrurian Flavia. How so? She ask'd: he gave it; for the child, Not e'en suspecting any other, By beauty's dazzling light beguil'd, Thought he had ...
— Notes and Queries, Number 180, April 9, 1853 • Various
... thinking then, I ween, Of me, poor clumsy dunce, who e'en Had torn her silken dress. I waltzed too near her at the ball; Her beauty dazed me—that was all; ...
— When hearts are trumps • Thomas Winthrop Hall
... sighs, with lamentations and loud moans, Resounded through the air pierced by no star, That e'en I wept at entering. Various tongues, Horrible languages, outcries of woe, Accents of anger, voices deep and hoarse, With hands together smote that swell'd the sounds, Made up a tumult, that for ever whirls Round through that air with solid darkness ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine — Volume 57, No. 351, January 1845 • Various
... more than most folks that hev their sight!" he soliloquized. "What's she doin' now? Oh, stoppin' to pick a posy, for the child, likely. Now they'll all swaller her alive. Yes; thar they come. Look at the way she takes that child up, now, will ye? He's e'en a'most as big as she is; but you'd say she was his mother ten times over, from the way she handles him. Look at her set down on the doorstep, tellin' him a story, I'll bet. I tell ye! hear that little feller laugh, and he was ...
— Melody - The Story of a Child • Laura E. Richards
... I hoped, and did expect, of all no less— And sure no sovereign ever needed more From all who owe him love or loyalty. For what a strait of time I stand upon, When to this issue not alone I bring My son your Prince, but e'en myself your King: And, whichsoever way for him it turn, Of less than little honour to myself. For if this coming trial justify My thus withholding from my son his right, Is not the judge himself justified ...
— Life Is A Dream • Pedro Calderon de la Barca
... The sacred precinct hath far wider scope Than any dwelling set apart of men. This temple is the LORD'S, from base to cope. Here faltering Faith and half-extinguished Hope Find entrance unrebuked of Charity. What right? E'en so SIMON the Pharisee Might have demanded of the MAGDALEN, And with a fairer reason. But restrain The weariest waif from entrance to the fane Where pure young girls come for a special grace, Whither the smug-faced ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 98, April 12, 1890 • Various
... I will go and show myself, and reassure her," cried Dalaber, throwing on his cloak and cap. "I have time enough and to spare to set my things in order later. I have not seen Freda for full three days. I must e'en present ...
— For the Faith • Evelyn Everett-Green
... Pound of Powder, pox o'your Generosity, these great Ladies are grown as stingy as if they paid one ready Mony, were it not for a City-bubble now and then, I might e'en go dance with the Dogs ...
— The Fine Lady's Airs (1709) • Thomas Baker
... had yielded me white lilies, according to its wont, or red roses with sweet smelling savour, I had plucked them from the countryside, or from the turf of my little garden, and had sent them, small gifts for great ladies! But since I lack the first, I e'en pay the second, for he presents roses in the eyes of love, who offers only violets. Yet, these violets I send are, among perfumed herbs, of noble stock, and with equal grace breathe in their royal purple, while fragrance with beauty vies to steep their petals. ...
— Early Double Monasteries - A Paper read before the Heretics' Society on December 6th, 1914 • Constance Stoney
... be, e'en were the virtue thine to stop the loom, Thine though the gift the willow fluff to sing, pity who will thy doom? High in the trees doth hang the girdle of white jade, And lo! among the snow the ...
— Hung Lou Meng, Book I • Cao Xueqin
... her how many a girl has stood Upon the unknown brink of womanhood And sought in vain from guiding hand and power; But unlike her in that dread trial hour, They've lost their faith, for Hilda's trusting mind, E'en though it stood alone, had so much strength, And faith that to life's problem she could find Solution strange and subtle; even though at length She might complain and grieve o'er all the wasted past. Oh! life is dark and full of unseen care, And better were it if all girls thus ...
— Love or Fame; and Other Poems • Fannie Isabelle Sherrick
... had rescued. Pierre shuddered again over the escape. Better that he should have suffered myriad deaths than that a hair of that lovely head were injured. As for himself—poor object of the world's scorn and his family's revilings—was he worthy e'en to kiss the hem of ...
— Orphans of the Storm • Henry MacMahon
... and low, my friend, broad and wide, far and near. But here is to thee in a cup of thy sack; fill thyself another to pledge me, and, if it is less than superlative, e'en ...
— Kenilworth • Sir Walter Scott
... Rascals, and so expensive in blew Beer, that they are forced to put a double Price on every thing goes to Market; so that no Body will deal with them. Indeed, if it incenses them, that Betty won't buy, burn her own Goods and take off theirs, they must e'en turn the Buckle behind. Blanch will be wiser, for her own sake, than lay Stresses on her Sister, from whom she gets more than by all the World beside, only to humour a Set of grumbling Churls, who don't know what they would be at; and so extremely senseless, that it's Matter of Wonder, their ...
— The True Life of Betty Ireland • Anonymous
... whose lov'd ones have vanished, Swept down in the seething ocean of fire, E'en now they may rest where pain is all banished, And join their glad songs ...
— Barriers Burned Away • E. P. Roe
... I saw my mother kneel, And with her blessing took her nightly kiss; Whatever Time destroys, he cannot this;— E'en now that nameless kiss I ...
— Journeys Through Bookland, Vol. 10 - The Guide • Charles Herbert Sylvester
... Turner went again out of town, to fence at some country mansion. Upon this Carlisle, a resolute villain, came to his employer and told him with grim set face that, as Gray had deceived him and there was "trust in no knave of them all," he would e'en have nobody but himself, and would assuredly kill Turner on his return, though it were with the loss of his own life. Irving, a Border lad, and page to Lord Sanquhar, ultimately joined Carlisle in ...
— Old and New London - Volume I • Walter Thornbury
... he bounds "Across the verdant plain, "And, e'en when showers fall, he proves "He—doesn't mind ...
— The Sketches of Seymour (Illustrated), Complete • Robert Seymour
... sweet rose, the lupin, and the stock, And lend a staff to the still gadding pea. Ye fair, it well becomes you. Better thus Cheat time away, than at the crowded rout, Rustling in silk, in a small room, close-pent, And heated e'en to fusion; made to breathe A rank contagious air, and fret at whist, Or sit aside to sneer and ...
— The Botanical Magazine Vol. 8 - Or, Flower-Garden Displayed • William Curtis
... within Should from earth's Babel-clamor be kept free, E'en that His still small voice and step might be Heard at its inner shrine, Through that deep hush of soul, with clearer thrill? Then should I grieve?—O ...
— Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Vol. 2, No. 8, January, 1851 • Various
... thee?" she cried. At first the silent lips made no reply, But moved at length by her importunate cry, "Give me," he answered, with imploring tone, "Ser Federigo's falcon for my own!" No answer could the astonished mother make; How could she ask, e'en for her darling's sake, Such favor at a luckless lover's hand, Well knowing that to ask was to command? Well knowing, what all falconers confessed, In all the land that falcon was the best, The master's pride and passion and ...
— The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow • Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
... his confession as it was meant: if Thomas' daughter was indeed what Orion described her there could be but small hope for his beautiful favorite. He and Martina must e'en make their way home again with two adopted dear ones, and it must be the care of the old folks to comfort the young ones instead of the young succoring the old as was natural. And in spite of everything Orion had won on his affections, for every day, ...
— Uarda • Georg Ebers
... That e'en if death's fell scythe[FN8] was here, If mountains should oppose my path Like two fierce foes[FN9] who block the way, Yet will I fight all these combined And risk all else to gain my end, And whether it be life or death I'll cast myself at ...
— Apu Ollantay - A Drama of the Time of the Incas • Sir Clements R. Markham
... into the West, And O gin he was cruel; For on his bridal night at e'en He up and grat ...
— Love and Lucy • Maurice Henry Hewlett
... surrounded there, The sea-pale, sodden warriors their souls up-yielded Then the dark upsweltering, of haughty waves the greatest, Over them spread; all the host sank deep. And thus were drowned the doughtiest of Egypt, Pharaoh with his folk. That foe to God, Full soon he saw, yea, e'en as he sank, That mightier than he was the Master of the waters, With His death-grip, determined to end the ...
— Our Catholic Heritage in English Literature of Pre-Conquest Days • Emily Hickey
... not mine to judge the baronet, E'en though he shaded all my brighter life; My duty bids me all the past forget, For he has given me a loving wife. So be it mine all passions to control, And speed me home ...
— The Song of the Exile—A Canadian Epic • Wilfred S. Skeats
... a spoiled child," returned madam fondly. "But since I have spoiled her myself, I must e'en put ...
— A Little Girl in Old Philadelphia • Amanda Minnie Douglas
... Miss Charlotte ower weel to forget her, though she has grown a deal sin' I saw her afore. This was a lassie wi' black hair, and e'en like the new wood the minister has his dinner-table, wi' the fine name—what ca' ye ...
— Out in the Forty-Five - Duncan Keith's Vow • Emily Sarah Holt
... That we should help them wash away the stains They carried hence; that so, made pure and light, They may spring upward to the starry spheres. Ah! so may mercy tempered justice rid Your burdens speedily; that ye have power To stretch your wing, which e'en to your desire ...
— Purgatory • Mary Anne Madden Sadlier
... fell into Claverhouse's party when I was seeking for some o' our ain folk to help ye out o' the hands o' the whigs; sae, being atween the deil and the deep sea, I e'en thought it best to bring him on wi' me, for he'll be wearied wi' felling folk the night, and the morn's a ...
— The Proverbs of Scotland • Alexander Hislop
... persuaded, that women here are made of the same materials as in other places; and I do not think that they can be mightily offended, if one sometimes leaves off trifling, to come to the point: however, if the Marchioness is not of this way of thinking, she may e'en provide herself elsewhere; for I can assure her, that I shall not long act the part of ...
— Marguerite de Navarre - Memoirs of Marguerite de Valois Queen of Navarre • Marguerite de Navarre
... the meek, pious, and single-minded Ghita; though one was e'en a Roman Catholic, and the other a Protestant, and that, too, of the Puritan school. Our heroine had little of this world left to live for. She continued, however, to reside with her uncle, until his days were numbered; and then she retired to a convent, no so much ...
— The Wing-and-Wing - Le Feu-Follet • J. Fenimore Cooper
... in thy face," the woman said softly as the young man looked out into the gathering dusk. "And a fear doth pain me lest my merry child hath gone from me forever. But yesterday thou wert my little one. When first I heard thy cry, e'en though thy cradle were a manger, it was as if angels sang, and the pressure of thy lips against my breast brought to my heart great joy as if the glory of the motherhood of all the ages were mine. When thou didst learn to walk, thy baby feet made sweet music and thy ...
— The Coming of the King • Bernie Babcock
... illuminated with lives of charity; young women, flushed with hope; and as the grand Christian song went on, many a woman, leaning against a supporting pillar, gave way to the tears that would come, tears of hope deferred, tears of weary longings, tears of willing, patient devotion—e'en though it be a cross that raiseth me—and then the benediction, and the assembly dispersed, touched, it may be, into a moment's ...
— History of Woman Suffrage, Volume III (of III) • Various
... his brain as in his body, stood still like one amazed. At length he turns round: 'Ay!' says he, with all the seeming calmness imaginable, 'is it so with you all? Are you all disturbed at me? Why, then I'll e'en go home and die there.' And so he goes immediately downstairs. The servant that had let him in goes down after him with a candle, but was afraid to go past him and open the door, so he stood on the stairs to see what he would do. The man went and opened the door, and went out and flung the door after ...
— A Journal of the Plague Year • Daniel Defoe
... E'en as those piteous words she spoke, They struck a fearful "snag" Their grips they lost, And both were tossed Upon ...
— The Adventure of Two Dutch Dolls and a 'Golliwogg' • Bertha Upton
... sweeps me along in its violent impulse, Surely my strength shall be in her, my help and protection about her, Surely in inner-sweet gladness and vigor of joy shall sustain her; Till, the brief winter o'erpast, her own true sap in the springtide Rise, and the tree I have bared be verdurous e'en as aforetime: Surely it may be, it should be, it must be. Yet, ever and ever, 'Would I were dead,' I keep saying, 'that so I could go and ...
— The Germ - Thoughts towards Nature in Poetry, Literature and Art • Various
... would woo a fair maid, Should 'prentice himself to the trade; And study all day, In methodical way, How to flatter, cajole, and persuade. He should 'prentice himself at fourteen And practise from morning to e'en; And when he's of age, If he will, I'll engage, He may capture the heart of a queen! It is purely a matter of skill, Which all may attain if they will: But every Jack He must study the knack If he wants to ...
— Songs of a Savoyard • W. S. Gilbert
... outward vision, be as If I, to eyes of men be that and it appears and eke in body, for only that they see, and this despite of fate, e'en that my body show itself so full which thou dost see. of grief ...
— The Life of Sir Richard Burton • Thomas Wright
... will break, and he will break badly; and of all things under the sight of the Sun there is nothing more terrible than a broken British regiment. When the worst comes to the worst and the panic is really epidemic, the men must be e'en let go, and the Company Commanders had better escape to the enemy and stay there for safety's sake. If they can be made to come again they are not pleasant men to meet, because they will not ...
— Indian Tales • Rudyard Kipling
... up thy mind, there's no speaking again it; and thou must e'en go. Thou'lt be sadly pottered wi' Manchester ways; but that's not my look out. Why, thou'lt have to buy potatoes, a thing thou hast never done afore in all thy born life. Well! it's not my look out. It's rather for me than again me. Our Jenny is going ...
— Lizzie Leigh • Elizabeth Gaskell
... and hope, and love, Thus stricken down, e'en in their holiest hour! What deep, heart-wringing anguish must they prove, Who live to weep the blasted tree or flower. Oh, wo! deep wo to earthly love's fond trust, When all it once has ...
— Graham's Magazine Vol XXXII No. 6 June 1848 • Various
... of a stronger kind, Or cause too deep for human search to find, Makes earth-born weeds imperial man enslave,— Not little souls, but e'en the ...
— Tobacco; Its History, Varieties, Culture, Manufacture and Commerce • E. R. Billings
... brow, the seaman's dread, That scowls by night and day On that same sea And with earth-shaking sound is heard to say,— Which sound the waves roll back with mocking glee— "What! Not enough of life ye must e'en have the dead?" ...
— Rowena & Harold - A Romance in Rhyme of an Olden Time, of Hastyngs and Normanhurst • Wm. Stephen Pryer
... hand within my own, I drew her gently nearer, And whispered almost on her cheek, "Oh, would that I were dearer." Dearer! No, that's not my prayer: A stranger, e'en the merest, Might chance to have some value there; But ...
— Lord Kilgobbin • Charles Lever
... "Soh! She must e'en jog off with me, though how it is to be with her my lady may tell, not I, since every groat those villain yeomen and fisher folk would raise, went to fit out young Rob, and there has not been so much as a Border raid these four years and more. There are ...
— Grisly Grisell • Charlotte M. Yonge
... that she might lye with her Daughter, if she pleas'd, who was very cleanly, tho' not very vine. The good Man of the House came in soon after, was very well pleas'd with his new Guest; so to Supper they went very seasonably; for the poor young Lady, who was e'en ready to faint with Thirst, and not overcharg'd with what she had eaten the Day before. After Supper they ask'd her whence she came, and how she durst venture to travel alone, and a Foot? To which she reply'd, ...
— The Works of Aphra Behn - Volume V • Aphra Behn
... city's thoroughfare, A grim Old Gal with manly air Strode amidst the noisy crowd, Tooting her horn both shrill and loud; Till e'en above the city's roar, Above its din and discord, o'er All, was heard, 'Ye tyrants, fear! The dawn of freedom's drawing ...
— The Life and Work of Susan B. Anthony (Volume 1 of 2) • Ida Husted Harper
... and son of Anacyndaraxes, In one day built Anchiale and Tarsus: Eat, drink, and love, the rest's not worth e'en this.' ...
— The Works of Lord Byron - Poetry, Volume V. • Lord Byron
... for a good he knows not sighs? Who can an unknown end pursue? How find? How e'en when haply found Hail that strange form he never knew? Or is it that man's inmost soul Once knew each part and knew ...
— The Consolation of Philosophy • Boethius
... the sky's triumphal arch The glories of the dawn begin. Our dead, our shadowy armies march E'en now, in silence, through Berlin; Dumb shadows, tattered, blood-stained ghosts But cast by what swift ...
— New York Times Current History: The European War, Vol 2, No. 1, April, 1915 - April-September, 1915 • Various
... those hands not e'en the might Of Pollux' self had dared; Alcmena's son, that iron ...
— Works, V3 • Lucian of Samosata
... sorrow was heard from either bank; But friends and foes, in dumb surprise, stood gazing where he sank, And when above the surges they saw his crest appear, Rome shouted, and e'en Tuscany could scarce forbear ...
— Graded Poetry: Seventh Year - Edited by Katherine D. Blake and Georgia Alexander • Various
... perceive that glory bright To fade so soon, to sink in night, And tottering to the grave: And when around he casts an eye On the cold earth, where he must die, The fate of e'en the brave.— ...
— Translations of German Poetry in American Magazines 1741-1810 • Edward Ziegler Davis
... of thy God, Fair spirit, rest thee now; E'en while with us thy footsteps trode, His seal was on thy brow. Dust to its narrow home beneath, Soul to its place on high; They that have seen thy look in death, No ...
— Excellent Women • Various
... men's envy, or admiration: Free from care or sorrow-taking, Selves and others merry making: All they speak or do is sterling. Your fool he is your great man's darling, And your ladies' sport and pleasure; Tongue and bauble are his treasure. E'en his face begetteth laughter, And he speaks truth free from slaughter; He's the grace of every feast, And sometimes the chiefest guest; Hath his trencher and his stool, When wit waits upon the fool: O, who would not be He, ...
— Volpone; Or, The Fox • Ben Jonson
... a time, Uncle Sammy, When the honor of sister or wife, E'en that of a poor negro mammy, You'd defend, Uncle Sam, with your life. But now, what's the matter I wonder, You see womanhood treated like junk, And think but of guarding your plunder: Can you tell me ...
— War Rhymes • Abner Cosens
... since the learned say No written record was there of the tale, Ere we from our fair land of Greece set sail; How this may be I know not, this I know That such-like tales the wind would seem to blow From place to place, e'en as the feathery seed Is borne across the sea to help the need Of barren isles; so, sirs, from seed thus sown, This flower, a gift from other ...
— The Earthly Paradise - A Poem • William Morris
... brandy! (A thing that—at breakfast—of course comes in handy). A horrible dinner; no wine, and no beer, Not even a soda your spirits to cheer; No water to wash in at Turin—just think! On arrival in France, not a drop e'en to drink! What wonder poor "PUNJAB," who hails from the "Garrick," Got hungry as VASHTI, and dry as a hayrick? An Edition de Luxe, as a rule, is a sell, But a Train de Luxe sure as a fraud bears the bell, Which promises travel more cosy and quicker, ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 99, September 6, 1890 • Various
... thou gashed and hairy Lear Whom the divine Cordelia of the year, E'en pitying Spring, will vainly strive to cheer— King, but too poor for any man to own, Discrowned, undaughtered and alone, Yet shall the great God turn thy fate, And bring thee back into thy monarch's state And majesty immaculate; ...
— Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. 15, - No. 86, February, 1875 • Various
... low beneath a load Of bigotry and superstitions dark, When Liberty, amid the tottering thrones Of despots born, with gladness filled the homes Of men, e'en the Eternal City bade Her gates imperial open wide; and, like A cloud the darkness lifted from the land. Then Freedom's gentle, buoyant spirit, like The Magi's wand, extended far across The sea, and thereupon the gloomy flood Was parted wide asunder, and revealed A glorious paradise for Freedom's ...
— See America First • Orville O. Hiestand
... E'en so, with shriek of fife and drum And horrid clang of brass, The Fire Brigades of England come And down St. Giles's pass. Oh grand, methinks, in such array To spend a Whitsun Holiday All soaking to the skin! (Yet shoes and hose alike are stout; The shoes to keep the ...
— Green Bays. Verses and Parodies • Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch
... profess They weary of Thy parts, E'en let them die at blasphemy And perish with their arts; But we that love, but we that prove Thine excellence august, While we adore discover more Thee perfect, ...
— The German Classics of The Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, Vol. IV • Editor-in-Chief: Kuno Francke
... under her coates and did something breake the fall. Mr. Talbot caught her in his armes, but she struck him dead: she cried out for help, and he was with great difficulty brought to life again. Her father told her that since she had made such a leap she should e'en marrie him. She was my honoured friend Col. Sharington Talbot's grandmother, and died at her house at Lacock about 1651, being about an hundred yeares ...
— The Natural History of Wiltshire • John Aubrey
... his chiefs came stealthily forth. Already the sun hung low and enlightened the peaks of the north; But the wind was stubborn to die and blew as it blows at morn, Showering the nuts in the dusk, and e'en as a banner is torn, High on the peaks of the island, shattered the mountain cloud. And now at once, at a signal, a silent, emulous crowd Set hands to the work of death, hurrying to and fro, Like ants, to furnish the fagots, building them broad ...
— Ballads • Robert Louis Stevenson
... goodliest prize. Now daylight faded, and the twilight gloom Deepened the stillness in the vaulted room, Save where upon the hearth a fitful glow Blushed from the embers as the fire burned low. There is a certain subtle twilight mood, When two hearts meet in a dim solitude, That thrills the soul e'en to the finger-tips, And brings the heart's dear secrets to the lips. In Gawayne's corner, as the shades grew thicker, Four eyes waxed brighter, and two pulses quicker; Ten minutes more of quiet talk unbroken, And heaven alone can tell what might be spoken! But it was not to be, for ...
— Gawayne And The Green Knight - A Fairy Tale • Charlton Miner Lewis
... thou Vendel King, Fast and hard thy strokes are plied E'en to his good saddle bow Vidrik ...
— Ulf Van Yern - and Other Ballads • Thomas J. Wise
... Without the need of confirmation sure,— That when her passionate, poor, wounded heart Had time and strength to reassert itself, Her memory, and truth to you as wife, Enwrapt her once again, and she withdrew E'en from the love that, trusting, she had sought. She lay within my castle with my dames, Resting, and waiting for the dawn of day, When she had bade me lead her back to you, That she might ask forgiveness for her fault. ...
— Under King Constantine • Katrina Trask
... 3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth Will his changeless goodness prove; From the gloom his brightness streameth, God is ...
— Hymns for Christian Devotion - Especially Adapted to the Universalist Denomination • J.G. Adams
... upon. Ye never kend of ony o' them ganging to the spring, as they behoved to ca' the stinking well yonder.—Na, na—they were up in the morning—had their parritch, wi' maybe a thimblefull of brandy, and then awa up into the hills, eat their bit cauld meat on the heather, and came hame at e'en with the creel full of caller trouts, and had them to their dinner, and their quiet cogue of ale, and their drap punch, and were set singing their catches and glees, as they ca'd them, till ten o'clock, and then to bed, wi' God bless ye—and ...
— St. Ronan's Well • Sir Walter Scott
... mirage of Freedome which would persuade him that he may run hither and thither as the whim prompteth over the face of the Earthe—yea, take the wings of the morninge and winnowe his aerie way to the Pleiadies— he must e'en plod heavilie and with paine along that single and narrowe Path whereto the limitations of his personal nature and profession confine him—happy if he arrive with muche diligence and faire credit at the ende thereof, and falle not ignobly ...
— David Poindexter's Disappearance and Other Tales • Julian Hawthorne |
