"E'er" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... Has thy charmer e'er an aunt? Then learn the rules of woman's cant, And forge a tale, and swear you read it, Such as, save woman, none would credit Win o'er her confidante and pages By gold, for this a golden age is; And should it be her wayward fate, To be encumbered with a mate, A dull, old dotard ...
— Marguerite de Navarre - Memoirs of Marguerite de Valois Queen of Navarre • Marguerite de Navarre
... can't describe it. But yet I'll tell you in a riddling way. Have you e'er felt a ...
— The Frogs • Aristophanes
... If e'er ambition did my fancy cheat, With any wish so mean as to be great; Continue heav'n, still from me to remove The humble blessings of ...
— The Coverley Papers • Various
... spake, e'er yet the King appeared, Another herald, looking far away, Beheld a woman coming, riding wild, And quick exclaimed: "See there, a flying witch! Ha! how the devil's mare is racing fast With madly flying mane! Nearer she comes!... 'Tis Kundry, wretched ...
— Parsifal - A Drama by Wagner • Retold by Oliver Huckel
... dwellings; frozen were the lands With icicles; the water's might shrank up 1260 Within the rivers, and the ice bridged o'er The gleaming water-roads. The noble saint Abode blithe-hearted, planning valiant deeds, Bold and courageous in his misery, Throughout the wintry night; nor did he e'er, Dismayed by terror, cease to praise the Lord, And ever worship Him, as at the first, With righteous heart, until the ...
— Andreas: The Legend of St. Andrew • Unknown
... wild romantic chasm, that slanted Down the steep hill athwart a cedar cover— A savage place, as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath the waning moon was haunted By woman's wailing ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 62, Number 361, November, 1845. • Various
... blissful seats, To dismal realms, and regions void of peace, Where furies ever howl, and serpents hiss. O'er the sad plains perpetual tempests sigh, And pois'nous vapours, black'ning all the sky, With livid hue the fairest face o'ercast, And every beauty withers at the blast: Where e'er they fly their lover's ghosts pursue, Inflicting all those ills which once they knew; Vexation, Fury, Jealousy, Despair, Vex ev'ry eye, and every bosom tear; Their foul deformities by all descry'd, No maid to flatter, and no paint to hide. Then melt, ye fair, while crouds around you ...
— Life Of Johnson, Vol. 1 • Boswell, Edited by Birkbeck Hill
... hast an ear to hear, A heart to love and bless, And though my notes were e'er so rude. Thou would'st not hear the less, Because Thou knowest, as they fall, That love, sweet love, ...
— Excellent Women • Various
... may charm in ev'ry age; — And that an Austral Pindar daring soar, Where not the Theban eagle reach'd before. And, O Britannia! shouldst thou cease to ride Despotic Empress of old Ocean's tide; — Should thy tamed Lion — spent his former might, — No longer roar the terror of the fight; — Should e'er arrive that dark disastrous hour, When bow'd by luxury, thou yield'st to pow'r; — When thou, no longer freest of the free, To some proud victor bend'st the vanquish'd knee; — May all thy glories in ...
— An Anthology of Australian Verse • Bertram Stevens
... wight as e'er from faeryland Came to us straight with favour in his eyes, Of wondrous seed that led him to the prize Of fancy, with the magic rod in hand. Ah, there in faeryland we saw him stand, As for a while he walked with smiles and sighs, Amongst us, finding still the gem ...
— Robert Louis Stevenson - a Record, an Estimate, and a Memorial • Alexander H. Japp
... them, who can blame us If we tell ourselves with pride How a thousand years to tame us The foe has often tried— And should e'er the Empire need us, She'll require no chains to lead us, For we are Empire's children— ...
— The Voyageur and Other Poems • William Henry Drummond
... 'midst them Bhima's daughter, in peerless glory dight, Gleamed as the lightning glitters against the murk of night; Having the eyes of Lakshmi, long-lidded, black, and bright— Nay—never Gods, nor Yakshas, nor mortal men among Was one so rare and radiant e'er seen, or sued, or sung As she, the heart-consuming, in heaven itself desired. And Nala, too, of princes the Tiger-Prince, admired Like Kama was; in beauty an embodied lord of love: And ofttimes Nala praised they all other chiefs above In Damayanti's hearing; and oftentimes to ...
— Hindu Literature • Epiphanius Wilson
... small—small every bliss, That e'er can dwell on such a place as this. Bleak, barren, sandy, dreary, and confined, Bathed by the waves and chilled by every wind; Without a flower to beautify the scene, Without a cultured shore—a shady green— Without a harbor on a dangerous shore, ...
— Personal Memoirs Of A Residence Of Thirty Years With The Indian Tribes On The American Frontiers • Henry Rowe Schoolcraft
... I leave thee, willingly to roam, Lured by a traitor's vainly-trusted vow? Could they, the fond and happy, see me now, Who knew me when life's early summer smiled, They would not know 'twas I, or marvel how The laughing thing, half woman and half child, Could e'er be changed to form so ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Vol. 13 Issue 364 - 4 Apr 1829 • Various
... has given me a newer lust— A flesh-lust raging for eternity. On my imperial will I put my trust That the high gods, that made me emperor be, Will not annul from a more real life My wish that thou shouldst live for e'er and stand A fleshly presence on their better land, More beautiful and as beautiful, for there No things impossible our wishes mar Nor pain our hearts with change and ...
— Antinous: A Poem • Fernando Antonio Nogueira Pessoa
... night maintain e'er lasting reign, Then all the grateful fruits of earth must die, Nipped by the cold, or ...
— Roman Farm Management - The Treatises Of Cato And Varro • Marcus Porcius Cato
... else contrarious were these two: The one a man upon whose laureled brow Gray hairs were growing! glory ever new Shall circle him in after years as now; For spent detraction may not disavow The world of knowledge with the wit combined, The elastic force no burden e'er could bow, The various talents and the single mind, Which give him moral power ...
— Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Vol. 2, No. 8, January, 1851 • Various
... I sell my ball, I sell my spinning-wheel and all; And I'll do all that e'er I can To follow the eyes ...
— My Book of Indoor Games • Clarence Squareman
... Power on Earth can e'er divide The Knot that sacred Love hath ty'd. When Parents draw against our Mind, The True-Love's Knot they faster bind. Oh, oh ray, ...
— The Beggar's Opera - to which is prefixed the Musick to each Song • John Gay
... Winslow. "Get everything ship-shape for the coming affair, for we're in for as tight a little fight as e'er you entered upon." ...
— Famous Privateersmen and Adventurers of the Sea • Charles H. L. Johnston
... it be? Wait we till all things go from us or e'er we go to thee? Ay, sooth! We feel such strength in weal, thy love may seem withstood: But what are we in agony? Dumb, ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 1, No. 5, March, 1858 • Various
... will be puir dooke before a' is ended! I'll hae him hanggit for trigomy, or what e'er ye ca' the marryin' o' twa wives at ance. Twa wives! Ou! I'll nae staund it! I'll nae staund it!" cried Rose, suddenly bounding ...
— The Lost Lady of Lone • E.D.E.N. Southworth
... and so shall you, before e'er a one o' these scoundrels sets foot in Steens. Go you off quick and tell Joseph, if there's trouble, to let slip the tether of ...
— Two Sides of the Face - Midwinter Tales • Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch
... monstrous lies and senseless shams Have we been cullied all along at Sam's! Who could have e'er believed, unless in spite Lewis le Grand would turn rank Williamite? Thou that hast look'd so fierce and talk'd so big, In thine old age to dwindle to a Whig! Of Kings distress'd thou art a fine securer. Thou mak'st me swear, that am a known nonjuror. ...
— The History of England from the Accession of James II. - Volume 4 (of 5) • Thomas Babington Macaulay
... the nightingales not sing? Is not Freiligrath a bard? Who e'er sang the lion's praise Better than ...
— Atta Troll • Heinrich Heine
... his supper. What shall he eat? White bread and butter. How will he cut it Without e'er a knife? How will he be married ...
— The Real Mother Goose • (Illustrated by Blanche Fisher Wright)
... round thy bright shoulders thrown, Apollo seer! Or Venus, laughter-loving dame, Round whom gay Loves and Pleasures fly; Or thou, if slighted sons may claim A parent's eye, O weary—with thy long, long game, Who lov'st fierce shouts and helmets bright, And Moorish warrior's glance of flame Or e'er he smite! Or Maia's son, if now awhile In youthful guise we see thee here, Caesar's avenger—such the style Thou deign'st to bear; Late be thy journey home, and long Thy sojourn with Rome's family; Nor let thy wrath at our great wrong Lend wings to fly. ...
— Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace • Horace
... a Virginian, "you don't know what you're talking about. You haven't e'er a slave to your name; and you don't own a foot of the Territory. As for your hide, it wouldn't make a drumhead nohow. So what are you ...
— Old Kaskaskia • Mary Hartwell Catherwood
... upon have I, No boast of moral dignity; If e'er I lisp a song of praise, Grace is the ...
— The Power of Faith - Exemplified In The Life And Writings Of The Late Mrs. Isabella Graham. • Isabella Graham
... application to a wealthy citizen in Cornhill, common-council-man for his ward; to whom I hinted, that if he knew e'er an incurable scold in the neighbourhood, I had some hope to provide for her in such a manner, as to hinder her from being further troublesome. He referred me with great delight to his next-door friend; yet whispered me, that, with much greater ease and pleasure, he could furnish me out of his own ...
— The Prose Works of Jonathan Swift, D.D., Vol. VII - Historical and Political Tracts—Irish • Jonathan Swift
... to see his loss so well repair'd: Yet, often hid my head, as sensible I appear'd with no common deformity, whom even Lycas thought not worth speaking to: But 'twas not long e'er the same maid came to my relief, and calling me aside, dress'd me in a peruke no less agreeable: for being of golden locks, it ...
— The Satyricon • Petronius Arbiter
... E'er rigg'd a soul for heaven's discovery, With whom more venturers might boldly dare Venture their stakes, with him in ...
— English literary criticism • Various
... sturdy Rogues, they chuse rather to bear all hardship, than to make away themselves. Then said she, Take them into the Castle-yard to-morrow, and shew them the Bones and Skulls of those that thou hast already dispatch'd, and make them believe, e'er a week comes to an end, thou also wilt tear them in pieces, as thou hast done their ...
— The Junior Classics, V5 • Edited by William Patten
... Should he e'er be inclined his Tutors and Deans to look with contempt upon (Observing the maxims of Raleigh and Drake, who never thought much of a Don), Let him think there are things in the nautical line that even a Don can do, For only too ...
— Lyra Frivola • A. D. Godley
... advise me to leave Epworth, if e'er I should get from hence. I confess I am not of that mind, because I may yet do good there; and 'tis like a coward to desert my post because the enemy fire thick upon me. They have only wounded me yet and, I believe, can't kill me. I hope to be home by ...
— Hetty Wesley • Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch
... leave ye now; I cannot stay, Great mountains, in your midst. Regretfully Must I be borne upon my Westward way, And leave ye far behind me. Yet, should ye No more delight my eye, it cannot be That I shall e'er forget ...
— The Song of the Exile—A Canadian Epic • Wilfred S. Skeats
... * * no man dug that sepulchre, And no man saw it e'er — For the Sons of God upturned the sod And laid the ...
— Innocents abroad • Mark Twain
... this island of a silent sea, Whose marge e'er wistful waves lap listlessly, Is rest,—is peace for ...
— The Rose-Jar • Thomas S. (Thomas Samuel) Jones
... Slow sinks more lovely e'er his race be run, Along Morea's hills, the setting sun Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light. O'er the hush'd deep the yellow beam he throws, Gilds the green wave that trembles as it flows. On old Egina's ...
— The Life of Lord Byron • John Galt
... fam'd Linois, thou hast found A certain way,—by fighting ships on ground; Fix deep in sand thy centre, van, and rear, Nor e'er St. Vincent, Duncan, Nelson, fear. While, o'er the main, Britannia's thunder rolls, She leaves to thee ...
— Memoirs and Correspondence of Admiral Lord de Saumarez, Vol. I • Sir John Ross
... plodding long, Nor ever gave her judgment wrong. But now a sudden change was wrought; She minds no longer what he taught. Cadenus was amazed to find Such marks of a distracted mind: For, though she seem'd to listen more To all he spoke, than e'er before, He found her thoughts would absent range, Yet guess'd not whence could spring the change. And first he modestly conjectures His pupil might be tired with lectures; Which help'd to mortify his pride, Yet gave him not the heart to chide: But, in a mild dejected strain, At last ...
— Poems (Volume II.) • Jonathan Swift
... wing shall the raven flap O'er the false-hearted, His warm blood the wolf shall lap E'er life be parted, Shame and dishonor sit O'er his grave ever, Blessing shall hallow it ...
— The Gentleman from Everywhere • James Henry Foss
... to him the youthful knight, No truer e'er was seen; He built her a grave in the church, and gave ...
— The Return of the Dead - and Other Ballads • Thomas J. Wise
... partial Peacock saves his egg, No sheep e'er snaps if I attempt to touch her, Lambs like it when I lead them to the butcher! Each morn I milk my rams beneath the shed, While rabbits flutter twittering round my head, And, as befits a dairy-farmer's daughter, What milk I get I supplement ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 98, March 15, 1890 • Various
... from the start. It was rash of Master Lorimer to attempt such a difficult metre. Plucky, but rash. He should have stuck to blank verse. Tyre, you notice, two syllables to rhyme with "deny her" in line three. "What did fortune e'er deny her? Were not all her warriors brave?" That last line seems to me distinctly weak. I don't know how ...
— A Prefect's Uncle • P. G. Wodehouse
... prithee, tell me true (Hey, but I'm doleful, willow, willow waly!) Have you e'er a lover a-dangling after you? Hey, willow waly O! I would fain discover If you have a ...
— Songs of a Savoyard • W. S. Gilbert
... forgotten," said Mr. Hastings, sadly; "God forbid that I should e'er forget my Ella; but, Mr. Deane, though she was good and gentle, she was not suited to me. Our minds were wholly unlike; for what I most appreciated, was utterly distasteful to her. She was a fair, beautiful little creature, but she did not satisfy the higher, nobler feelings of my heart; ...
— Dora Deane • Mary J. Holmes
... childish thing which man can do, Is yet a sin which Jesus never did When Jesus was a child,—and yet a sin For which in lowly pain he came to die That for the bravest sin that e'er was praised The King Eternal wore the crown ...
— Eric, or Little by Little • Frederic W. Farrar
... loving, winsome Cecily— No dearer child e'er lived than she— One Christmas-eve (in crimson hood And cloak she'd in her garden stood That morn and fed a hungry brood) In her white bed lay fast asleep, The moonlight on her golden hair, Her hands still clasped as in the prayer, "I pray thee, Lord, my soul to keep." She slept, ...
— Harper's Young People, December 23, 1879 - An Illustrated Weekly • Various
... crew would make one's vitals bleed, They write such trash, no mortal e'er will read; Yet they will publish, they must have a name; So Printers starve, ...
— Books Fatal to Their Authors • P. H. Ditchfield
... cannons roar from shore to shore; The small arms make a rattle; Since wars began, I'm sure no man E'er saw so strange ...
— Choice Specimens of American Literature, And Literary Reader - Being Selections from the Chief American Writers • Benj. N. Martin
... unsatisfied On the foiled off-brink of being e'er but this, To whom the power to will hath been denied And the will to renounce doth also miss; My sated life, with having nothing sated, In the motion of moving poised aye, Within its dreams from its own dreams abated— This life let the Gods change ...
— 35 Sonnets • Fernando Pessoa
... burning rays, Beholding not the source of the effulgence. O thou benignant power that so imprint'st them! [89] Thou didst exalt thyself to give more scope There to the eyes, that were not strong enough. The name of that fair flower I e'er invoke Morning and evening utterly enthralled My soul to gaze upon the greater fire. And when in both mine eyes depicted were The glory and greatness of the living star Which conquers there, as here below it conquered, Athwart the heavens descended a bright sheen [98] Formed in a circle ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 13, No. 75, January, 1864 • Various
... may mar a life, And one can make it. Hold firm thy will for strife, Lest a quick blow break it! Even now from far, on viewless wing, Hither speeds the nameless thing Shall put thy spirit to the test. Haply or e'er yon sinking sun Shall drop behind the purple West All ...
— Poems with Power to Strengthen the Soul • Various
... glaziers shine [1] As glimmar; by the Salomon! [2] No gentry mort hath prats like thine, [3] No cove e'er wap'd with such ...
— Musa Pedestris - Three Centuries of Canting Songs - and Slang Rhymes [1536 - 1896] • John S. Farmer
... Or, after that, a judge would not refuse Her sentence to pronounce; or that being done, Even amongst bloody'st hangmen, to find one Durst, though her face was veil'd, and neck laid down, Strike off the fairest head e'er wore a crown. And what state policy there might be here, Which does with right too often interfere, I 'm not to judge: yet thus far dare be bold, A fouler act the sun ...
— On the Portraits of English Authors on Gardening, • Samuel Felton
... in mien, in genius, and in speech, The eager guest from far Went searching through the Tuscan soil to find Where he reposed, whose verse sublime Might fitly rank with Homer's lofty rhyme; And oh! to our disgrace he heard Not only that, e'er since his dying day, In other soil his bones in exile lay, But not a stone within thy walls was reared To him, O Florence, whose renown Caused thee to be by all the world revered. Thanks to the brave, the generous ...
— The Poems of Giacomo Leopardi • Giacomo Leopardi
... mastiff howl'd at village door, The oaks were shatter'd on the green; Woe was the hour—for never more That hapless Countess e'er was seen! ...
— Kenilworth • Sir Walter Scott
... the world can give like that it takes away When the glow of early thought declines in feeling's dull decay: 'Tis not on youth's smooth cheek the blush alone that fades so fast; But the tender bloom of heart is gone e'er youth itself be past. Then the few whose spirits float above the wreck of happiness Are driven o'er the shoals of guilt, or ocean of excess: The magnet of their course is gone, or only points in vain The shore to which their shivered sail shall ...
— Lady Byron Vindicated • Harriet Beecher Stowe
... years I looked for Light: There came and went many a spring and fall. E'er since the peach blossoms came in my sight, I never ...
— The Religion of the Samurai • Kaiten Nukariya
... the Hero cried, 'That e'er to chase or battle more These limbs the sacred steed bestride That once my Maker's image bore; If not a boon allow'd to thee, Thy Lord and mine its Master be, My tribute to the King, From whom I hold, as fiefs, since ...
— The German Classics of The Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, Vol. III • Kuno Francke (Editor-in-Chief)
... Turk[2] he had one ounly darter, The fairest my two eyes e'er see, She steele the keys of her father's prisin, And swore Lord Bateman she would ...
— The Loving Ballad of Lord Bateman • Charles Dickens and William Makepeace Thackeray
... impudent scoundrel!" said Monkbarns, but laughing at the same time; for the worthy landlord, as he used to boast, know the measure of a guest's foot as well as e'er a souter on this side Solway; "well, well, you may send us in a bottle ...
— The Antiquary, Complete • Sir Walter Scott
... If e'er he went into excess, 'Twas from a somewhat lively thirst; But he who would his subjects bless, Odd's fish!—must wet his whistle first; And so from every cask they got, Our king did to himself allot, At least a pot. Sing ...
— The Paris Sketch Book Of Mr. M. A. Titmarsh • William Makepeace Thackeray
... of Monks is in Danger: Confession nods, Vows stagger, the Pope's Constitutions go to decay, the Eucharist is call'd in Question, and Antichrist is expected every Day, and the whole World seems to be in Travail to bring forth I know not what Mischief. In the mean Time the Turks over-run all where-e'er they come, and are ready to invade us and lay all waste, if they succeed in what they are about; and do you ask what God has else to do? I think he should rather see to secure his own Kingdom ...
— Colloquies of Erasmus, Volume I. • Erasmus
... on the morrow That lightens her thraldom or loosens her chain? Oh say, shall the proud eye of scorn fall unheeded, The hand, taunting, point to "the land of the brave," And say that Achaia's fair daughters e'er needed An arm to protect ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Volume 14, No. 385, Saturday, August 15, 1829. • Various
... air—his arms akimbo) the lion has not acted foolishly in pardoning the mouse. Ah! 'twas a deed of policy. Who else could e'er have gnawed the net with which he was surrounded? Now, sir, ...
— The Works of Frederich Schiller in English • Frederich Schiller
... ivy is entwining, The stern tree's branch down-bending; Where flowers are e'er combining Their perfume, heaven-ascending; Oh! roam thou there, and see How Nature's love breathes but ...
— The Knickerbocker, or New-York Monthly Magazine, April 1844 - Volume 23, Number 4 • Various
... "E'er across the main doth float A sad and solemn swell, The wild, fantastic, fitful note Of ...
— Bidwell's Travels, from Wall Street to London Prison - Fifteen Years in Solitude • Austin Biron Bidwell
... lady, Vis-a-Vis, When shall I cease to think of thee, On whose fair head the Golden Fleece Too soon, too soon, returns to Greece— Oh, why to Athens e'er depart? Come back, come back, ...
— Robert Louis Stevenson, an Elegy; And Other Poems • Richard Le Gallienne
... heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th' inevitable hour, The paths of glory ...
— This Country Of Ours • H. E. Marshall Author: Henrietta Elizabeth Marshall
... lost, gone: not a Souse, not a Groat; good b'ye to you, Sir. Madam, I beg your Pardon; the next time I come a wooing, it shall be for my self, Madam, and I have something that will justify it too; but as for this Fellow, if your Ladyship have e'er a small Page at leisure, I desire he may have Order to kick him down Stairs. A damn'd Rogue, to be civil now, when he shou'd have behav'd himself handsomely! Not an Acre, not a Shilling—buy Sir Softhead. [Going ...
— The Works of Aphra Behn, Vol. II • Aphra Behn
... supplies; What soil can e'er produce But this, tho' warm'd with genial skies, Such mild, such gen'rous juice? Such ...
— Poems • Sir John Carr
... you, you say, and water we, Then as you wish, so let it be; But let us live in peace and right, Nor shall the fire e'er see us fight; So joined by wisdom's glowing flame, That without anger, hate, or blame, We form the steam, the fifth element, Progress and light, ...
— The Reign of Greed - Complete English Version of 'El Filibusterismo' • Jose Rizal
... is the saddest thing, When friendship proves unfit, For lots of sadness it will bring, When e'er you ...
— Turn About Eleanor • Ethel M. Kelley
... shore to shore. The small arms make a rattle; Since wars began I'm sure no man E'er saw so strange ...
— Selections From American Poetry • Various
... low obeisance) We thank your majesty. This land shall e'er be called the happy land, ...
— Semiramis and Other Plays - Semiramis, Carlotta And The Poet • Olive Tilford Dargan
... from afar, in doubt and fear, Dost watch, with straining eyes, the fated boy— The loved of heaven! come like a stranger near, And clasp young Moses with maternal joy; Nor fear the speechless transport and the tear Will e'er betray thy fond and hidden claim, For Iphis knows ...
— Poems • Victor Hugo
... very Love knelt down beside the maid And on her breast a hand unfelt he laid, And drew the gown from off her dainty feet, And set his fair cheek to her shoulder sweet, And kissed her lips that knew of no love yet, And wondered if his heart would e'er forget The perfect arm ...
— The Earthly Paradise - A Poem • William Morris
... not in writing prose, use poetical or antiquated words: as "lore, e'er, morn, yea, nay, ...
— How to Speak and Write Correctly • Joseph Devlin
... With fervid voice and kindling eye, And withered arms waving on high, Sung forth these words in eldritch shriek, While tears stood on thy nut-brown cheek: "Na, we are nane o' the lads o' France, Nor e'er pretend to be; We be three lads of fair Scotland, ...
— Sir Walter Scott and the Border Minstrelsy • Andrew Lang
... We know Thy practised love enfolded Antony; And that around the heart of Hercules' Descendant, threading through and through, Like the red rivers of its life, in tangled mesh No circumstance could e'er unravel, thou Didst coil,—the dreamy, dazzling "Serpent of The Nile!" Thy sins stick jagged out From history's page, and bleeding tear Fair Judgment from thy merits. We perchance Do wrong thee, Isis; for that coward, History, Who binds in death his object's jaw ...
— The Darrow Enigma • Melvin L. Severy
... Sister meet, Deem ye what bounds the rival realms divide? Or e'er the jealous queens of nations greet, Doth Tayo interpose his mighty tide? Or dark sierras rise in craggy pride? Or fence of art, like China's vasty wall? - Ne barrier wall, ne river deep and wide, Ne horrid crags, nor mountains dark and tall Rise ...
— Childe Harold's Pilgrimage • Lord Byron
... thou, Leila, when alone, Remember days of bliss gone by? Wilt thou, beside thy native Rhone, E'er for our distant streamlets sigh? Beneath thy own glad sun and sky, Ah! Leila, wilt thou think of me? She blush'd, and murmur'd in reply, "My life is one ...
— The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume VI - The Songs of Scotland of the Past Half Century • Various
... Freethinkers," he roars, "You should all block your doors Or be named in the Devil's indentures:" And here I agree, For who e'er would be A Guest where ...
— The Works of Lord Byron, Vol. 7. - Poetry • George Gordon Byron
... the sky how far away! The thousand-window'd house gilded with day That fades to night; the arches low, the streamer Everywhere of the ruddy'd smoke.... Is aught Of loveliness so rich e'er sold and bought? Look visions fairer in the eyes ...
— Poems New and Old • John Freeman
... for sma' drink and a saut herring—gie him a pu' be the sleeve, and round into his lug I wad be blithe o' his company to dine wi' me; he was a gude customer anes in a day, and wants naething but means to be a gude ane again—he likes drink as weel as e'er he did. And if ye ken ony puir body o' our acquaintance that's blate for want o' siller, and has far to gang hame, ye needna stick to gie them a waught o' drink and a bannock—we'll ne'er miss't, and it looks ...
— Old Mortality, Complete, Illustrated • Sir Walter Scott
... little bay; they hushed the noisy feast with their low sweet voices as they sung her virtues, followed by a subdued and curious crowd of every age and sex. About stepping from the rock to her boat, the Fawn turned to her sire, but e'er she spoke the sachem answered ...
— Birch Bark Legends of Niagara • Owahyah
... and bring me frankincense. I'll pray, or e'er the clash of wits begin, To judge the strife with high poetic skill. Meanwhile (to the Chorus) invoke ...
— The Frogs • Aristophanes
... shout till him. Lord save us, she's off again, and the wee boatie in front of her. I've known a wheen o' lassies in my time that would do queer things for the lads they had their hearts set on, but ne'er a one as venturesome as her. I'm thinking Master Neal himself would look twice e'er he swam into thon dark hole. Eh, poor laddie, but there'll be light in his eyes when he sees the white glint of her coming till him where he's no expecting her or ...
— The Northern Iron - 1907 • George A. Birmingham
... not; whom e'er death first may reap Here in a Father's arms shall quiet sleep, The tender flowers shall grow above his head And drink the dews that fall upon his bed. The silent grave is safe from foolish sneer And persecutor's ...
— Welsh Lyrics of the Nineteenth Century • Edmund O. Jones
... a garden flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wish'd to change, his place: Unpractis'd he to fawn, or seek for power, By doctrines fashion'd to the varying hour; Far other aims his heart had learn'd to prize, More skill'd ...
— English Literature For Boys And Girls • H.E. Marshall
... are portions of the soul of man; Great souls are portions of Eternity; Each drop of blood that e'er through true heart ran With lofty message, ran for thee and me; For God's law, since the starry song began, Hath been, and still forevermore must be, That every deed which shall outlast Time's span Must spur the soul to be erect and free; ...
— The Complete Poetical Works of James Russell Lowell • James Lowell
... we'll talk more about that just now. Deborah, ye see, is widow Cartwright's wench; and a good wench she is too, as e'er clapped clog on a foot. She comes in each morn, and sees as fire's all right, and fills kettle for my breakfast. Then at noon she comes in again to see as all's right. And after mill's loosed, she just looks in and sets all ...
— Frank Oldfield - Lost and Found • T.P. Wilson
... people—for the young lady won't count nothin' to speak of—to work a ship the size of the Mercury, and you'd find me most uncommon useful, I assure ye, sir. I'm an A.B., and knows my business as well as e'er a man—" ...
— Overdue - The Story of a Missing Ship • Harry Collingwood
... it was said, in words of gold. No time or sorrow e'er shall dim, That little children might be bold In perfect ...
— Christmas Entertainments • Alice Maude Kellogg
... and lawful; if you did e'er in earnest Seek some virginal innocence to cherish, Touch not lewdly the ...
— The Poems and Fragments of Catullus • Catullus
... swift telling; and yet, my one lover, I 've conned thee an answer, it waits thee to-night." By the sycamore passed he, and through the white clover, Then all the sweet speech I had fashioned took flight; But I 'll love him more, more Than e'er wife loved before, Be the days dark ...
— Victorian Songs - Lyrics of the Affections and Nature • Various
... Hippocrates, or Galen, That to their books put med'cines all in, But known this secret, they had never (Of which they will be guilty ever) Been murderers of so much paper, Or wasted many a hurtless taper; No Indian drug had e'er been famed, Tabacco, sassafras not named; Ne yet, of guacum one small stick, sir, Nor Raymund Lully's great elixir. Ne had been known the Danish Gonswart, ...
— Volpone; Or, The Fox • Ben Jonson
... a beautiful flower in its way, But rosebuds and violets are charming, Men don't wear the same boutonniere every day. Taste changes.—Flirtation alarming! If e'er we complain, You then may refrain, Your eyes ...
— Point Lace and Diamonds • George A. Baker, Jr.
... Dunnegan's knight, "That thou shalt brave alone the fight! By saints of isle and mainland both, By woden wild—my grandsire's oath— Let Rome and England do their worst; Rowe'er attainted and accursed, If Bruce shall e'er find friends again, Once more to brave a battle-plain, If Douglas couch again his lance, Or Randolph dare another chance, Old Torquil will not be to lack With twice a thousand at his back; Nay, chafe not at my bearing bold, Good abbot! for thou knowest of old, Torquil's rude thought ...
— Ten Great Events in History • James Johonnot
... draw nigh, And hear a dreadful tragedy, Of two fine pigs, as e'er were seen Grazing or grunting on the green: Till on a time, and near this spot, We chanc'd to spy a painter's pot, White-lead and oil it did contain, By which we pretty pigs were slain; Therefore a warning let us be ...
— Domestic pleasures - or, the happy fire-side • F. B. Vaux
... mercy lead the great To stoop from high to low estate? Did e'er such love incline the heart To ...
— Hymns from the East - Being Centos and Suggestions from the Office Books of the - Holy Eastern Church • John Brownlie
... e'er been at Drury must needs know the Stranger A wailing old Methodist, gloomy and wan, A husband suspicious—his wife acted Ranger, She took to her heels, and left poor Hypocon. Her martial gallant swore that truth was a libel, That marriage was thraldom, elopement ...
— Rejected Addresses: or, The New Theatrum Poetarum • James and Horace Smith
... "If you e'er feel inclination To the village forth to wander, 430 Ask permission ere thou goest, There to gossip with the strangers. In the time that you are absent, Speak thy words with heedful caution, Do not grumble at your household, Nor thy ...
— Kalevala, Volume I (of 2) - The Land of the Heroes • Anonymous
... Deer stood beside, The King gave Giles his word That e'er a Christian he would bide, And keep what ...
— The Book of Saints and Friendly Beasts • Abbie Farwell Brown
... thee, is he other than our gods? Nay, yield thee to men's ways, and kiss their rods! How many, deem'st thou, of men good and wise Know their own home's blot, and avert their eyes? How many fathers, when a son has strayed And toiled beneath the Cyprian, bring him aid, Not chiding? And man's wisdom e'er hath been To keep what is not good to see, unseen! A straight and perfect life is not for man; Nay, in a shut house, let him, if he can, 'Mid sheltered rooms, make all lines true. But here, Out in the wide sea fallen, and full of fear, Hopest thou so ...
— Hippolytus/The Bacchae • Euripides
... camel bells, so gay, And merry beats fond Hamet's heart, for he, E'er the dim evening steals upon the day, His children, wife ...
— The Mysteries of Udolpho • Ann Radcliffe
... the pains that e'er I bore Shall spoil my future peace, For death and hell can do no more Than what ...
— Hymns and Spiritual Songs • Isaac Watts
... thy maiden sod. And then an almost hopeless wish Would creep within my breast, Oh! could I live to see thy top In all its beauty dress'd. That time's arrived; I've had my wish, And lived to eighty-five; I'll thank my God who gave such grace As long as e'er I live. Still when the morning Sun in Spring, Whilst I enjoy my sight, Shall gild thy new-clothed Beech and sides, ...
— Highways & Byways in Sussex • E.V. Lucas
... he'll be Mister Skipper, and don't none of you forget it! Now, you was all quite satisfied when Cap'n Stenson commanded the ship: what difference do it make to any of you whether it's Stenson or Mr Blackburn what gives the orders? It don't make a hap'orth of difference to e'er a one of ye! Very well, then; me and Chips has been talkin' things over together and we've decided that, havin' been lucky enough to get hold of Mr Blackburn, we ain't goin' to lose 'im because of any socialistic tommy-rot; so if there's anybody here as objects to Mr Blackburn's conditions, let 'im ...
— The Strange Adventures of Eric Blackburn • Harry Collingwood
... Even Hob himself began to tire of hearing his daughter's praises, and broke in with, "Ay, ay, she is a clever quean enough; and, were she five years older, she shall lay a loaded sack on an aver [Note: Aver—properly a horse of labour.] with e'er a lass in the Halidome. But I have been looking for your two sons, dame. Men say downby that Halbert's turned a wild springald, and that we may have word of him from Westmoreland one ...
— The Monastery • Sir Walter Scott
... Kings earth-peopling, where are they? * The built and peopled left they e'er and aye! They're tombed yet pledged to actions past away * And after death upon them came decay. Where are their troops? They failed to ward and guard! * Where are the wealth and hoards in treasuries lay? Th' Empyrean's Lord surprised them with ...
— The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, Volume 6 • Richard F. Burton
... it was one of them police. They do be coming here a'most every day, till one's heart faints at seeing 'em. I'd go away if I'd e'er ...
— The Vicar of Bullhampton • Anthony Trollope
... Leonora, e'er her sense was gone, Thus faint exclaim'd,—"thy Will be done, "Lord, let thy anger cease." Soft on the wind was borne the pray'r; The spectres vanish'd into air, And ...
— Translations of German Poetry in American Magazines 1741-1810 • Edward Ziegler Davis
... hamely fare we dine, Wear hodden-gray, and a' that; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man for a' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their tinsel show, and a' that; The honest man, tho' e'er sae poor, Is King ...
— It Can Be Done - Poems of Inspiration • Joseph Morris
... the lower space with backward step I fell, my ken discern'd the form one of one, Whose voice seem'd faint through long disuse of speech. When him in that great desert I espied, "Have mercy on me!" cried I out aloud, "Spirit! or living man! what e'er ...
— The Vision of Hell, Part 1, Illustrated by Gustave Dore - The Inferno • Dante Alighieri, Translated By The Rev. H. F. Cary |
