"Bedew" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... have watched without weariness? Many a time have I dropped the tear of oblivion over his youthful wanderings. I exulted in the fruits of all my toil. Yes, Matilda, I have seen the drops of sacred pity bedew his cheek. I have seen his bosom heave with generous resentment, and heroic resolution. Oh, there was a time, when the author of nature might have looked down upon his work, and said, "This is a man." What benefits did not ...
— Italian Letters, Vols. I and II • William Godwin
... rose is dead, Or laid aside forlorn: Then willow-garlands 'bout the head Bedew'd ...
— Book of English Verse • Bulchevy
... loud, and tell thee, Thou com'st, all cloyed and tired with his embraces, To proffer thy palled love to me; his kisses Do yet bedew thy lips; the very print, His arms made ...
— The Works of John Dryden, Vol. II • Edited by Walter Scott
... uncle!" she exclaimed. "What! Bedew my cheeks with the froth of good ale on your beard while my throat lacks the good body o't! Why, ...
— The Panchronicon • Harold Steele Mackaye
... we know again a heart so stout and true— The olden times have pass'd away, and weary are the new: The fair White Rose has faded from the garden where it grew, And no fond tears but those of heaven the glorious bed bedew Of the last old Scottish cavalier, ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine — Vol. 56, No. 346, August, 1844 • Various
... against necessity? Reason tells us to make the best of it we can. My hair has been cut off. I had some idea of buying a part of it, in order to leave to my wife and children an unequivocal pledge of my last recollection of them. Alas! my heart breaks at the very thought, and my tears bedew the paper on which I am writing. Adieu, all that I love. Think of me, and do not forget that to die the victim of tyrants and the martyrs of liberty sheds lustre ...
— Hortense, Makers of History Series • John S. C. Abbott
... the bush, her covert nest A little linnet fondly prest, The dew sat chilly on her breast Sae early in the morning. She soon shall see her tender brood, The pride, the pleasure o' the wood, Amang the fresh green leaves bedew'd, Awake ...
— The Complete Works of Robert Burns: Containing his Poems, Songs, and Correspondence. • Robert Burns and Allan Cunningham
... have settled? Two lovers, whom the priest has blessed, this blessed morn, and sent them forth, with one of the bridemaids, on the matrimonial tour. Take my blessing too, ye happy ones! May the sky not frown upon you, nor clouds bedew you with their chill and sullen rain! May the hot sun kindle no fever in your hearts! May your whole life's pilgrimage be as blissful as this first day's journey, and its close be gladdened with even brighter anticipations than those ...
— The Toll Gatherer's Day (From "Twice Told Tales") • Nathaniel Hawthorne
... know again A heart so stout and true— The olden times have passed away, And weary are the new: The fair White Rose has faded From the garden where it grew, And no fond tears save those of heaven The glorious bed bedew Of the last old Scottish cavalier, All ...
— Lays of the Scottish Cavaliers and Other Poems • W.E. Aytoun
... in yonder fancy-haunted room, What mutter'd curses trembled through the gloom, When pale, and shiv'ring, and bedew'd with fear, The dying sceptic felt his hour drew near! From his parch'd tongue no sainted murmurs fell, No bright hopes kindled at his faint farewell; As the last throes of death convulsed his cheek, He gnash'd, and scowl'd, and raised a hideous shriek, Rounded his eyes into a ghastly ...
— Recreations of Christopher North, Volume 2 • John Wilson
... the same: 'tis I who seek To vex with sighs thy simple solitude, And because fruitless tears bedew my cheek Would have thee weep with me in brotherhood; Fool! shall each wronged and restless spirit dare To taint such wine with the salt poison ...
— Poems • Oscar Wilde
... conduct like this? Be happy then, my beloved father, and forget me; let the sorrow of parting break down the wall of separation and make us equal in our feeling; let me now say how ardently I love you; let me kiss that age-worn cheek, and should my tears bedew thy face, I will wipe them away. Oh, I never can ...
— Innocents abroad • Mark Twain
... on every line Mark'd with the seal of high divinity, On every leaf bedew'd with drops of love Divine, and with the eternal heraldry And signature of God Almighty stampt From first to last—this ray of sacred light, This lamp, from off the everlasting throne, Mercy took down, and, in the night of time Stood, casting on the dark her gracious bow; And evermore beseeching ...
— Trail Tales • James David Gillilan
... band, Who, in the face of day, With a daring heart and a fearless hand, Have cast your chains away! The foemen fell on every side— In crimson hues the Forth was dyed— Bedew'd with blood the heather, While cries triumphal shook the air— "Thus shall they do, thus shall they dare, ...
— The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume V. - The Songs of Scotland of the Past Half Century • Various |
