"Respire" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... every reason to believe that living plants, like living animals, always respire, and, in respiring, absorb oxygen and give off carbonic acid; but, that in green plants exposed to daylight or to the electric light, the quantity of oxygen evolved in consequence of the decomposition of carbonic acid by a special apparatus which green plants ...
— Discourses - Biological and Geological Essays • Thomas H. Huxley
... side on the summit of Pichincha. The condor appears in its glory among the mountains of Quito. Its ordinary haunt is at the height of Etna. No other living creature can remove at pleasure to so great a distance from the earth; and it seems to fly and respire as easily under the low barometric pressure of thirteen inches as at the sea-shore. It can dart in an instant from the dome of Chimborazo to the sultry coast of the Pacific. It has not the kingly port of the eagle, and is a cowardly robber: a true vulture, it prefers the relish of putrescence ...
— The Andes and the Amazon - Across the Continent of South America • James Orton
... this is not my theme; and I return[jp] To that which is immediate, and require Those who find contemplation in the urn, To look on One, whose dust was once all fire,— A native of the land where I respire The clear air for a while—a passing guest, Where he became a being,—whose desire Was to be glorious; 'twas a foolish quest, The which to gain and keep, ...
— The Works of Lord Byron, Volume 2 • George Gordon Byron
... pale and worn, And full at heart of vague desire, She hideth in the yellow corn, With sunburned Summer to respire. ...
— Enamels and Cameos and other Poems • Theophile Gautier
... coast! Dreadful gleams, Dismal screams, Fires that glow, Shrieks of woe, Sullen moans, Hollow groans, And cries of tortured ghosts! But, hark! he strikes the golden lyre; And see! the tortured ghosts respire, See, shady forms{9} advance! Thy stone, O Sisyphus, stands still,{10} Ixion rests upon his wheel, And the pale spectres dance; The Furies sink upon their iron beds, And snakes uncurl'd ...
— Six Centuries of English Poetry - Tennyson to Chaucer • James Baldwin |
