An index to familiar quotations selected principally from British authors, with parallel passages from various writers, by J.C. GrocottJohn Cooper Grocott 1863 |
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Pagina 55
... Page 2 . So , if great things to small may be compar'd , Xerxes , the liberty of Greece to yoke , From Susa , his Memnonian palace high , Came to the sea ; and , over Hellespont Bridging his way , Europe with Asia join'd , And scourg'd ...
... Page 2 . So , if great things to small may be compar'd , Xerxes , the liberty of Greece to yoke , From Susa , his Memnonian palace high , Came to the sea ; and , over Hellespont Bridging his way , Europe with Asia join'd , And scourg'd ...
Pagina 72
... Page 264 ; and see ROGERS ' Italy , the Campagna of Florence , Page 116 , Edition 1830 . DAYS . - Enlarge my life with multitude of days.
... Page 264 ; and see ROGERS ' Italy , the Campagna of Florence , Page 116 , Edition 1830 . DAYS . - Enlarge my life with multitude of days.
Pagina 73
... Page 260. The Friars of Orders Gray . Come ! let the burial rite be read - the funeral song be sung ! - An anthem for the queenliest dead that ever died so young- A dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young . POE ...
... Page 260. The Friars of Orders Gray . Come ! let the burial rite be read - the funeral song be sung ! - An anthem for the queenliest dead that ever died so young- A dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young . POE ...
Pagina 89
... Page 41 . Where the rude Carinthian boor Against the houseless stranger shuts the door . GOLDSMITH . - The Traveller , Line 3 . Ye find no rude inhospitable swain , Who drives the stranger from his door away . WHEELWRIGHT . - Pindar ...
... Page 41 . Where the rude Carinthian boor Against the houseless stranger shuts the door . GOLDSMITH . - The Traveller , Line 3 . Ye find no rude inhospitable swain , Who drives the stranger from his door away . WHEELWRIGHT . - Pindar ...
Pagina 91
... Page 179. Bohn's Ed . by Buckley . Towards dawn , the lamp now flickering , ( at the time when true visions are wont to be seen . ) OVID . - Epi . XIX , page 219. Bohn's Ed . by Riley . Like the dream That o'ertook me at my waking hour ...
... Page 179. Bohn's Ed . by Buckley . Towards dawn , the lamp now flickering , ( at the time when true visions are wont to be seen . ) OVID . - Epi . XIX , page 219. Bohn's Ed . by Riley . Like the dream That o'ertook me at my waking hour ...
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An Index to Familiar Quotations Selected Principally from British Authors ... John Cooper Grocott Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2016 |
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BEAUMONT and FLETCHER.-The Book Brutus BUTLER.-Hudibras BYRON.-Childe Harold BYRON.-Don Juan BYRON.-The Canto Chap CHURCHILL.-The COWPER.-The Task death doth DRYDEN.-The Dunciad earth Falstaff fool GAY.-Fable Gentlemen of Verona Giaour Gloster GOLDSMITH.-Deserted Village GOLDSMITH.-The Traveller Hamlet hath heart heaven Henry VI Henry VIII honour Horatio Iago Julius Cæsar King labour Lady last lines live Lord Macbeth Merchant of Venice MILTON.-Paradise Lost mind ne'er never o'er Othello Polonius POPE.-Essay POPE.-Moral Essays POPE.-On Criticism POPE.-The Queen RILEY'S Scene SHAKSPERE SHAKSPERE.-Julius Cæsar SHAKSPERE.-King Henry IV SHAKSPERE.-King Henry VIII SHAKSPERE.-King John SHAKSPERE.-King Lear SHAKSPERE.-King Richard SHAKSPERE.-King Richard III SHAKSPERE.-Love's Labour's Lost SHAKSPERE.-Macbeth SHAKSPERE.-Measure for Measure SHAKSPERE.-Merchant of Venice SHAKSPERE.-Merry Wives SHAKSPERE.-Midsummer Night's Dream SHAKSPERE.-Much Ado SHAKSPERE.-Othello SHAKSPERE.-Romeo and Juliet SHAKSPERE.-Twelfth Night SHAKSPERE.-Winter's Tale SHERIDAN.-The Rivals Shylock sleep smile Song soul Stanza sweet thee thing thou Verse virtue Wives of Windsor YOUNG.-Night
Populaire passages
Pagina 99 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legg'd like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o
Pagina 426 - So the servants of the householder came and said unto him, Sir, didst not thou sow good seed in thy field ? from whence then hath it tares? He said unto them, An enemy hath done this.
Pagina 427 - To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause. There's the respect...
Pagina 283 - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Pagina 309 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!
Pagina 332 - Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice: then must you speak Of one that loved not wisely but too well ; Of one not easily jealous, but being wrought Perplex'd in the extreme ; of one whose hand, Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away Richer than all his tribe...
Pagina 156 - I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Pagina 249 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Pagina 57 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear ; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
Pagina 210 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.