"Er" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... Benjamin's sons, VI. 1 Out of Jerusalem! Strike up the trump in Tekoa,(239) O'er Beth-hakkerem lift up the signal! For evil glowers out of the North, And ruin immense. O the charming (?) the pampered height(240) 2 Of the daughter of Sion! Unto her shepherds are coming, 3 With their flocks around,(241) They pitch against her their tents, Each crops at his hand. "Hallow(242) ...
— Jeremiah • George Adam Smith
... morning shadow o'er youth is cast, Warning from pleasure's dazzling snare; A shadow lengthening across the past, ...
— The Baronet's Bride • May Agnes Fleming
... reckon you an' ole Miz Tanberry goin' git 'long mighty nice wid one'nurr. An' dass what me an' Mamie reckon 'spechually boun' to take place, 'cause dat a mighty gay lady, dat big Miz Tanberry, an' ole frien' 'er owah fambly. She 'uz a frien' er ...
— The Two Vanrevels • Booth Tarkington
... man's all right, as you'll find. Curious customer; but knows his business. He's not much to look at; but he's a devil to work, and he's a born manager. What I mean is, that he sees what a man's worth, in the—er—twinkling of an eye. And here's a tip for you: never argue with him; don't contradict him; just let him have his say and keep your mouth shut. If he says the moon's made of green cheese—ask him for a ...
— The Woman's Way • Charles Garvice
... answer. Of course it had not been she who had meant to steal my gold; and no matter how she had known some one meant to get at me, with wolves or anything else. It had been just Collins—and the sheer gall of it jammed my teeth—Collins and Dunn, two ne'er-do-well brats in our own mine. I had realized already that they had been missing from La Chance quite early enough for me to thank them for the boulder on my good road, and Collins——But I hastily revised my conviction that it was Collins I had heard the wolves chop in the bush as hounds ...
— The La Chance Mine Mystery • Susan Carleton Jones
... O blithe breeze, and O great seas, Though ne'er that earliest parting past, On your wide plain they join again; Together ...
— Tom Brown's Schooldays • Thomas Hughes
... Terrence was case- hardened. Do you know, after he said good night to you, he came up to me for a yarn. And he was steady as a rock. He mentioned casually of having had several sips, so I... I... never dreamed ... er... that he ...
— The Little Lady of the Big House • Jack London
... sorrowful; instead of making money, she was going to throw it away, and the ne'er-do-weel Flucker would tear six nets from ...
— Christie Johnstone • Charles Reade
... inebriates the soul, and transports it to a paradise of images and of voluptuous ideals. They tremble upon their stems as though they would fly. When they do fly do they come to me? No, it is my heart that hovers o'er them, like a mystic male, ...
— The Works of Guy de Maupassant, Volume IV (of 8) • Guy de Maupassant
... came the ruin? By the hand Of the oppressor were the nations bowed; They rose against him, and prevailed: for he The haughty monarch who the earth could rule, By his own furious passions was o'er-ruled: With pride his understanding was made dark, That he the truth knew not; and, by his lusts; The crushing burthen of his despotism; And by the fierceness of his wrath, the hearts Of men he turned from him. So to kings Be he example, that the tyrannous And iron ...
— The International Monthly Magazine, Volume 1, No. 1, August 1850 - of Literature, Science and Art. • Various
... thy spirit flap its wings At midnight o'er the couch of kings; And peer and prelate tremble, too, In dread of mighty interview! With patriot gesture of command, With eyes that like thy forges gleam, Lest Tyler's voice and Tyler's hand Be heard and seen ...
— The Grand Old Man • Richard B. Cook
... sorrow, when that Sun is away. It will be in heaven the emblem is complete. There, every flower in the heavenly garden will be turned Godwards, bathing its tints of loveliness in the glory that excelleth! Reader, may it be yours, when o'er-canopied by that cloudless sky, to know all the marvels contained in these few glowing words, "We shall be like Him, for we shall see him as ...
— The Words of Jesus • John R. Macduff
... said Frenhof er. "Standing before it you would think that it was a living woman lying on the velvet couch beneath the shadow of the curtains. Perfumes are burning on a golden tripod by her side. You would be tempted to lay your hand upon the tassel of the cord that ...
— The Unknown Masterpiece - 1845 • Honore De Balzac
... to her two hopefuls, and gave a peculiar whining Er-r-r Er-r, whereupon they, like obedient children, jumped, as at the word of command. There was nothing about them heavy or bear-like as commonly understood; lightly they swung from bough to bough till they dropped to the ground, and all went off together into the woods. I was much ...
— Johnny Bear - And Other Stories From Lives of the Hunted • E. T. Seton
... guest in their midst. They had no doubt of the truth of his story, and one daughter of the house urged him to take prompt and decisive measures to recover his crown. As far as her feeble help could go it was freely at his service. The mouse has e'er now helped the lion; and this enthusiastic girl was not without hope that she might render some assistance in restoring to France her legitimate king. She became amanuensis and secretary to Nauendorff, compiled a statement from his words and documents, laid it before the lawyers, and they pronounced ...
— Celebrated Claimants from Perkin Warbeck to Arthur Orton • Anonymous
... newly acquired intelligence of observation. Presently he coughed discreetly, and asked, with a great effort at being merely conversational: "Did it ever strike you, Polly, that young Daymond was getting—er—attentive?" ...
— A Venetian June • Anna Fuller
... secret sorrow here, A grief I'll ne'er impart, It heaves no sigh, it sheds no tear, ...
— A Terrible Secret • May Agnes Fleming
... no manifest but this; No flag floats o'er the water; She's rather new for British Lloyd's— My daughter, ...
— Mother Carey's Chickens • Kate Douglas Wiggin
... different laws Subjected: for on earth some lay supine, Some crouching close were seated, others paced Incessantly around; the latter tribe More numerous, those fewer who beneath The torment lay, but louder in their grief. O'er all the sand fell slowly wafting down Dilated flakes of fire, as flakes of snow On Alpine summit, when the wind is hush'd. As, in the torrid Indian clime, the son Of Ammon saw, upon his warrior band Descending, solid flames, that to the ground Came down." CARY'S Dante, ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine — Volume 57, No. 351, January 1845 • Various
... him, o'ercome by cruel fate, Stern fortune's unrelenting hate; An equal doom severe he found, And Hunt inflicts the deadly wound. Less cruel than Pelides, he His manes were pursuits to be; And satisfied to see him fall, Ne'er dragg'd him round ...
— Forgotten Tales of Long Ago • E. V. Lucas
... revolving pin-wheels or rapid peg-top, those spavins, those ring-bones, those bulbous hocks, those sand-cracked hoofs and those rattling ribs went whistling o'er the track. Mid the shouts and yells of the excited multitude he passed Lady Thorn, overtook Dexter and shot ahead of him! But he cannot stand that tremendous pace, and down goes Creeping Peter on his knees. Every man who had bet against him set up a howl of rapture, but Mr. ...
— Punchinello Vol. 2, No. 28, October 8, 1870 • Various
... Leonhard. Aigentliche beschreibung der Raisis so er vor diser zeit gegen auffgang inn die morgenlaender volbracht. ...
— All About Coffee • William H. Ukers
... softly o'er this sacred mound For Mary lies beneath this ground May garlands deck and myrtles rise To guard ...
— The Story of Cooperstown • Ralph Birdsall
... is o'er!—fear, doubt, suspense, are fled, Let brighter thoughts be with the virtuous dead! The final ordeal of the soul is past, And the pale brow is sealed ...
— The Two Admirals • J. Fenimore Cooper
... the eastern hill Which rises o'er the sands of Dee, And from its highest summit shed A silver light on tower and tree, When Mary laid her down to sleep (Her thoughts on Sandy far at sea); When soft and low a voice was heard, Saying, 'Mary, weep no more ...
— Jo's Boys • Louisa May Alcott
... dear nymph o'er the plain Come smiling and tripping along! A thousand Loves dance in her train, The Graces around her all throng. To meet her soft Zephyrus flies, And wafts all the sweets from the flowers, Ah, rogue I whilst he kisses her eyes, More sweets from her ...
— Joseph Andrews Vol. 1 • Henry Fielding
... it was to this nephew that his fortune was left. Tollington's sister had been engaged to a wealthy Chicago stockbroker, and the day before the wedding she had run away with an Englishman, with whom her family was acquainted, but about whom they knew very little. She guessed that he was a ne'er-do-well, who had come out to the States to redeem his fallen fortune. But he was not a common adventurer apparently, for he not only refused to communicate with the girl's parents, although he knew they were tremendously ...
— The Secret House • Edgar Wallace
... Podb. (awkwardly). Oh—er—I wouldn't say that, but he's a queer kind of chap rather, takes prejudices into his head and all that. I wouldn't trouble about him if I were ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 101, August 22, 1891 • Various
... new racket I've never used before," I said. "My old one is being pressed; it went to the shop yesterday to have the creases taken out. Don't you find that with a new racket you—er—exactly." ...
— The Holiday Round • A. A. Milne
... thee wax sensible and wise, abandoning all these courses which have landed thee in poverty, O my son; and shunning songstresses and commune with the inexperienced and the society of loose livers, male and female. All such pleasures as these are for the sons of the ne'er-do-well, not for the scions of the Kings thy peers." Herewith Zayn al-Asnam sware an oath to bear in mind all she might say to him, never to gainsay her commandments, nor deviate from them a single hair's breadth; to abandon all she ...
— Supplemental Nights, Volume 3 • Richard F. Burton
... arts have I, all noble; I play at chess so free, At ravelling runes I'm ready, At books and smithery; I'm skill'd o'er ice at skimming On skates, I shoot and row, And few at harping match me, ...
— The Romany Rye - A Sequel to 'Lavengro' • George Borrow
... which shone O'er life—too sweet an image, for such glass! A lovely being, scarcely formed or moulded; A rose with all its ...
— Uncle Tom's Cabin • Harriet Beecher Stowe
... behooved us to examine whither it were fitt, that Captaine Martin's Burgesses shoulde[24] have any place in the Assembly, forasmuche as he hath a clause in his Patente w^{ch} doth not onely exempte him from that equality and uniformity of lawes and orders w^{er}[25] the great charter faith are to extende[26] over the whole Colony, but also from diverse such lawes as we must be enforced[27] to make in the General Assembly. That clause is as followeth: Item. That it shall and may be ...
— Colonial Records of Virginia • Various
... perseverance or penetration in making the necessary inquiries. My inexperience in such matters was most kindly and unexpectedly assisted by Mr. George Bartram. By a strange coincidence, he happened to be at Aldborough, inquiring after Mr. Noel Vanstone, at the very time when I was there inquiring aft er Magdalen. He sent in his card, and knowing, when I looked at the name, that he was my cousin—if I may call him so—I thought there would be no impropriety in my seeing him and asking his advice. I abstained from entering into particulars for Magdalen's ...
— No Name • Wilkie Collins
... of guileless youth, Unwearied mining in the precious stores Of classic lore—and better, nobler still, In God's own holy writ. And scatter here And there a thread of grey, to mark the grief That prematurely checked the bounding flow Of the warm current in his veins, and shed An early twilight o'er so bright a dawn. No wrinkle sits upon that brow!—and thus It ever was. The angry strife and cares Of avaricious miser did not leave Their base memorial on so fair a page. The eyebrows next draw ...
— The Biography of Robert Murray M'Cheyne • Andrew A. Bonar
... "Why—er—no," began the puzzled Julien, who failed for the moment to perceive what of tragic portent inhered in a prospective afternoon of golf. Her ...
— From a Bench in Our Square • Samuel Hopkins Adams
... dislikes, desires and passions; men and women looking at things in ways of their own, influenced by such and such prejudices, such and such hopes and fears. Every one has his own disposition, his own history, which began long e'er he came upon the earth in far-off ancestors, who bequeathed to him the inheritance of themselves to be a blessing or a curse, or, what is more frequent, both a blessing and a curse, as circumstances and free-will may decide. Here are ...
— The Message and the Man: - Some Essentials of Effective Preaching • J. Dodd Jackson
... the other. 'I know plenty as 'ud like to join. I've heard 'em talkin' about it, but I hadn't got 'old of it as you've been givin' it me. Hello, wot's up here? Here's a lark—they're havin' a game wi' old Hoppity Jack, and there's ne'er ...
— The Wolf Patrol - A Tale of Baden-Powell's Boy Scouts • John Finnemore
... "Well—er—you see I've had enough of motoring for a while," explained Andy. "Besides, I don't believe my mother would like me to go out on a chase after thieves. If we had to shoot I might hit ...
— Tom Swift and his Motor-boat - or, The Rivals of Lake Carlopa • Victor Appleton
... steadfast hand Claimed respect from the traitor band; The fiercest rebel quailed that day Before that woman stern and gray. They went in silence, one by one— Left her there with her dying son, And left the old flag floating free O'er the bravest heart in Tennessee, To wave in loyal splendor there Upon that treason-tainted air, Until the rebel rule was o'er And Nashville town was ...
— Woman's Work in the Civil War - A Record of Heroism, Patriotism, and Patience • Linus Pierpont Brockett
... this: Mr. Jarvis he say as how the jiner-work done by Jesus Christ would be better done than e'er another man's,—tip-top fashion,—and there would lie the differ. Now, it do seem to me as I've got no call to come to that 'ere conclusion. You been tellin' on us, grannie, I donno how long now, as how Jesus Christ was the Son of ...
— The Vicar's Daughter • George MacDonald
... the king heard several speeches delivered by various symbolic figures. One of these, who made a particularly fine harangue, represented the River Thames, as a gentleman whose "garment loose and flowing, coloured blue and white, waved like water, flags and ozier-like long hair falling o'er his shoulders; his beard long, sea-green, and white." And so by slow degrees the king came to Temple Bar, where he was entertained by "a view of a delightful boscage, full of several beasts, both tame and savage, as also several living figures and music of eight ...
— Royalty Restored - or, London under Charles II. • J. Fitzgerald Molloy
... home; and his face grew still As he watched for the shadow across the sill; He lived all the moments o'er and o'er, When the Lord should enter the lowly door— The knock, the call, the latch pulled up, The lighted face, the offered cup. He would wash the feet where the spikes had been; He would kiss the hands where the nails went ...
— Giant Hours With Poet Preachers • William L. Stidger
... foliaged head in cloud-like majesty, The shadow-casting race of trees survive: Thus in the train of spring arrive Sweet flowers: what living eye hath viewed Their myriads? endlessly renewed Wherever strikes the sun's glad ray, Where'er the subtile waters stray, Wherever sportive zephyrs bend Their course, or genial ...
— The Testimony of the Rocks - or, Geology in Its Bearings on the Two Theologies, Natural and Revealed • Hugh Miller
... far up the shore—the hunt is on! The breakers roar! Her spars are tipped with gold, and o'er her deck the spray is flung, The buoys that frolic in the bay, they nod the way, they nod the way! The hunt is up! I am the prey! ...
— The Mucker • Edgar Rice Burroughs
... end, here do I find, I do find so great a vocation, That most great houses seem to attain, To attain a strong purgation; Where purging pills such effects they have shew'd, That forth of doors they their owners have spued; Well a day! And where'er Christmas comes by, and calls, Nought now but solitary and naked ...
— A Righte Merrie Christmasse - The Story of Christ-Tide • John Ashton
... taper like the steadfast star Ablaze on Evening's forehead o'er the earth, And add each night a lustre till afar An eight-fold splendor shine above thy hearth. Clash, Israel, the cymbals, touch the lyre, Blow the brass trumpet and the harsh-tongued horn; Chant psalms of victory till the heart take fire, ...
— The Poems of Emma Lazarus - Vol. II. (of II.), Jewish Poems: Translations • Emma Lazarus
... "By midnight moons, o'er moistening dews, In vestments for the chase arrayed, The hunter still the deer pursues— The hunter and the ...
— Initial Studies in American Letters • Henry A. Beers
... by her words, and slunk back to his master like a dog with his tail between his legs. When the ogre saw him, he guessed at once what had happened. He gave Antonio a good scolding, and said, 'I don't know what prevents me smashing your head in, you useless ne'er-do-well! You blurt everything out, and your long tongue never ceases wagging for a moment. If you had remained silent in the inn this misfortune would never have overtaken you, so you have only yourself to ...
— The Grey Fairy Book • Various
... more money than he had been justified in doing in the endeavour, seeing that, as present occupier of the property, he was bound to provide for his own daughters, and that at his death every acre must go to this ne'er-do-well. The money had been allowed to flow like water for a twelvemonth, and had done no good whatever. There had then been no hope. The man was strong and likely to live,—and after a while married a wife, some woman that he took from the very streets. This had been his last known achievement, ...
— The Prime Minister • Anthony Trollope
... that most execrable of lady-killers, "can I trust you?—can you be my friend in spite of my having been such a very sad dog? But money—what can one do without money in this world? 'Had I a heart for falsehood framed, it would ne'er have injured you'—if I had not been so cursedly hard up! And indeed, now, if you would but condescend to forgive and forget, perhaps some day or other we may be Darby and Joan—only, you see, just at this moment I am really not worthy of such ...
— What Will He Do With It, Complete • Edward Bulwer-Lytton
... yet. If Y Bar said he'd be here, he'll be here. Jest go in an' make yerselves to home. You can't count on that tub for an hour er so yet, so if you want to worsh up, go right on through an' you'll find the worsh dish on the bench beside the pump—an', if the towel's crusty from the boy's worshin' up this noon, tell the old woman I said to hang ...
— Prairie Flowers • James B. Hendryx
... and changed her name, but she's 'ere right enough. Tell 'er I won't keep 'er a minute. I'm ...
— The Story of My Life - Recollections and Reflections • Ellen Terry
... right, or die: What liveth there beneath the sky, Four-footed creature that doth choose Now three feet and now twain to use, And still more feebly o'er the plain Walketh with three ...
— Stories from the Greek Tragedians • Alfred Church
... curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea; The ploughman homeward plods his weary way. And leaves the world to darkness and ...
— Little Folks - A Magazine for the Young (Date of issue unknown) • Various
... quite too bad. Could we have got our brood away, We had quit town this very day. As gloomily we stepped along, The air was filled with many a song From happy creatures, gay and bright, Rejoicing in the morning light. The dew, o'er flowers and trees was flung, Like diamonds pure, in drops it hung; All nature seemed reproaching us, For making all this dismal fuss. But we grew calmer as we walked, Of all these cheering things we talked. And hearing all your griefs and ...
— The Ducks and Frogs, - A Tale of the Bogs. • Fanny Fire-Fly
... priestly jester may have been the real factor that led to this mingling of two originally separate stories. In the "Destruction of Mankind" the story runs, according to Budge,[195] that Re, referring to his enemies, said: ma-ten set uar er set, "Behold ye them (set) fleeing into the mountain (set)". The enemies were thus identified with the mountain or stone and with Set, the enemy of ...
— The Evolution of the Dragon • G. Elliot Smith
... the B.A.F. man explain that, by James, he had an appointment at three, and would return, old bean—er, Corporal—in the morning to see about those dashed socks. The Corporal behind the counter blew away a pile of cigarette ash and ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 156, March 12, 1919 • Various
... can get in their dirty work. Do you get me? Yes! Thanks! Excuse me for hurrying you. But get to that switchboard! We need quick action. You and I represent the city of Marion right now. Must keep her name clean! I'll explain later. But give 'er the juice! Jam on every switch. Dome to cellar! Lots of it! Put their night-beetle eyes out ...
— All-Wool Morrison • Holman Day
... I councelle you that ye Take hede vnto the norture that men vse, Newe founden or Auncient whet[h]er hit be, 437 So shall no man youre curteyse refuse; The guise and custome shall you, my childe, excuse; Mennys werkys haue often entirchaunge, That nowe is norture, sumtyme ...
— Caxton's Book of Curtesye • Frederick J. Furnivall
... Blossom, hit cyarn' hut Tobias ez hit ud hut de res'er us," replied Mary Jo, with fine philosophy, "case dar ain but two ...
— The Miller Of Old Church • Ellen Glasgow
... followed in, And a merry feast there did begin. Hallgerd's hands undid his weed, Hallgerd's hands poured out the mead. Her fingers at his breast he felt, As her hair fell down about his belt. Her fingers with the cup he took, And o'er its rim at her did look. Cold cup, warm hand, and fingers slim. Before his eyes were waxen dim. And if the feast were foul or fair, He knew not, save that she was there. He knew not if men laughed or wept, While still ...
— Poems By The Way & Love Is Enough • William Morris
... once lived, but he doesn't live now; Yet why should a cloud overshadow our brow? The loss of that bird ne'er should trouble our brains, For though he is gone, still our claret remains. Sing do-do—jolly do-do! Hurrah! in his name let ...
— A Strange Manuscript Found in a Copper Cylinder • James De Mille
... in manly sports, an interest immense, Was ne'er degraded to a mere "pecuniary sense;" His boyhood's love of marbles leaves him nothing to regret— Our good Attorney-General who never ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 100., Jan. 31, 1891 • Various
... use tryin', Frank," whispers Wilder; "ne'er a chance o' our settin' through. They're stannin' thick all over the ground. I kin see by thar seegars. Don't ye hear them palaverin? A black snake kedn't crawl through ...
— The Lone Ranche • Captain Mayne Reid
... are surely outshone! On Marvel World's billows 'twill toss us—'twill toss us, To watch him, Director and Statesman in one, This Seven-League-Booted Colossus—Colossus! Combining in one supernatural blend Plain Commerce and Imagination—gination; O'er Africa striding from dark end to ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 103, December 10, 1892 • Various
... "Whate'er was wasted in our earthly state, Here safely treasured—each neglected good, Time squandered, and occasion ill-bestowed; There sparkling chains he found, and knots of gold, The specious ties that ill-paired lovers hold; Each toil, each loss, each chance that men sustain, Save ...
— Farm drainage • Henry Flagg French
... boon? If so, it must befall That Death, whene'er he call, Must call too soon. Though fourscore years he give Yet one would pray to live Another moon! What kind of plaint have I, Who perish in July? I might have had ...
— Songs of a Savoyard • W. S. Gilbert
... 'er ladyship," he said; "but the minute I told 'er where I came from she threw the letter on the table and told me to bring it back again. I tried my best, sir, but she wouldn't listen to me. She ordered me out of the room, sir; and when I tried to tell 'er what the ...
— In Direst Peril • David Christie Murray
... compare, And won her, too, with all her lands, By force of looks and might of hands From Ireland's green and lovely isle He carried off the Queen in style. He made proud Alfin's weapon dull, And flattened down his stupid skull— This did the bold King Gundalf do When he went o'er ...
— Erling the Bold • R.M. Ballantyne
... in ter see him every night in his cabin, an' he wouldn't let Mart an' some o' the fellers set a trap fer the red mother fox that was prowlin' round the place t' git somethin' fer her babies. Said he'd make trap-bait fer bears o' the first feller that tried t' git 'er." ...
— Baldy of Nome • Esther Birdsall Darling
... "It's—er—again it's rather a delicate matter to touch on. I know, of course, that you're in the enviable position of having your fortune invested in the best ...
— The Great Hunger • Johan Bojer
... Manchester, "made the greater impression on me, because I knew the lieutenant-general to be a man of very deep designs; and he has even ventured to tell me, that it never would be well with England till I were Mr. Montague, and there were ne'er a lord or peer in the kingdom."[*] So full was Cromwell of these republican projects, that, notwithstanding his habits of profound dissimulation, he could not so carefully guard his expressions, but that sometimes his favorite notions ...
— The History of England in Three Volumes, Vol.I., Part E. - From Charles I. to Cromwell • David Hume
... Murdock's fired? Yes,—two of us is fired,—me and her. We'll go back whar we come from. We mayn't be so almighty smart as some o' you city folks be, but we're a blamed sight decenter. Up in my country dead girls is sumpin' to be sorry fur, not sumpin' to make money out'er, and settin' a poor mother crazy is worse'n murder. Git out o' my way thar, or I'll hurt some o' ye! ...
— The Veiled Lady - and Other Men and Women • F. Hopkinson Smith
... car, Comes Spring, "the maiden from afar," And scatters o'er the woods and fields The liberal gifts that nature yields; In vain the buds begin to grow, In vain the crocus gilds the snow; I feel no joy though earth be gay— 'Tis ...
— Poems • Denis Florence MacCarthy
... thou not the dead? The morning warmth from them has fled, Their mid-day joy and toil are o'er, Though near, they ...
— The Fugitives - The Tyrant Queen of Madagascar • R.M. Ballantyne
... strains, Soft as the breeze that cools Saboea's plains:— "Children of dust! approach, fly not your friend, I leave the heavens above, my aid to lend; Water you seek, and water I bestow, But ere you ask, this useful lesson know:— Whate'er the body for its use enjoys, Excess no less than scarcity destroys; Demand no more than what your wants require, Let Hamet tell ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Volume 19, No. 533, Saturday, February 11, 1832. • Various
... those dull coppery-greens, and the glowing reds of the conical caps of those towers. I ought—but I don't. I fancy that half-engagement to MAUD TROTTER must have, scared away the Muse. I wonder if PODBURY has really gone yet? (Here a thump on the back disposes of any doubt as to this.) Er—so you're still ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 101, September 26, 1891 • Various
... me, but they cannot hurt me," said Socrates; and Governor Sancho, with all the itch of newly-acquired authority, could not make the young weaver of steel-heads for lances sleep in prison. In the Vision of Er the souls passed straight forward under the throne of necessity, and out into the plains of forgetfulness, where they must severally drink of the river of unmindfulness whose waters cannot be held in any vessel. ...
— The Roadmender • Michael Fairless
... long form: Republic of Palau conventional short form: Palau local long form: Beluu er a Belau local short form: Belau former: Palau District (Trust Territory ...
— The 2005 CIA World Factbook • United States. Central Intelligence Agency
... ye git 'ome, next relief before the thirty-first of October, for that's Tommy's wedding day, an' you know we fixed it a purpose to suit your time of being at 'ome. A sweet pair they'll make. Nora was born to be a lady: nobody would think but she is one, with 'er pretty winsome ways; and Tommy, who was twenty-five 'is very last birthday, is one of the 'andsomest men in Plymouth. I've a settled conviction, John, that he'll live ...
— The Story of the Rock • R.M. Ballantyne
... delighted and relieved," he answered, rubbing his hands together with pleasure over their pleasure. "Better introduce Cousin Helen to her—er bedroom now, and wash up before supper," he added, winking and grinning behind that ...
— The Motor Maids at Sunrise Camp • Katherine Stokes
... the Lord, And Ruler of the height, Who, robing day in light, hast poured Soft slumbers o'er the night, That to our limbs the power Of toil may be renew'd, And hearts be rais'd that sink and cower, ...
— The Confessions of Saint Augustine • Saint Augustine
... said Levin, who was beginning to get warm, "that among eighty millions of people there can always be found not hundreds, as now, but tens of thousands of people who have lost caste, ne'er-do-wells, who are always ready to go anywhere—to Pogatchev's bands, ...
— Anna Karenina • Leo Tolstoy
... mockery of its discomfited architect. The daily anxiety about Comus and his extravagant ways and intractable disposition had been gradually lulled by the prospect of his making an advantageous marriage, which would have transformed him from a ne'er-do-well and adventurer into a wealthy idler. He might even have been moulded, by the resourceful influence of an ambitious wife, into a man with some definite purpose in life. The prospect had ...
— The Unbearable Bassington • Saki
... salt, by this bread, by this wallet we swear, These beggars ne'er will change, though all the ...
— The Rise of the Dutch Republic, 1555-1566 • John Lothrop Motley
... the nursery floor, The chairs and table clambers o'er, And nestles down upon my lap Beside the cat, to take ...
— Friends in Feathers and Fur, and Other Neighbors - For Young Folks • James Johonnot
... prudence and of love, Practise dark magic on our sister's soul— That by strange motions, incantations, spells, So work you on her spirit that strange sleep, Sombre as Death's dark shadow, presently Steals o'er her fragile body, dulls her sense, And wraps her wholly in its chill embrace; That thus, spell-bound, lost to the living world, She lies till thou again unwind her chain, And wak'st her feebly to this life ...
— Poems • Walter R. Cassels
... gently sway, Blow Curdken's hat away; Let him chase o'er field and wold Till my locks of ruddy gold, Now astray and hanging down, Be combed and ...
— The Blue Fairy Book • Various
... moon's wan crescent scarcely gleams, Ghost-like she fades in morning beams; Hie hence each peevish imp and fay, That scare the pilgrim on his way:— Quench, kelpy! quench, in bog and fen, Thy torch that cheats benighted men; Thy dance is o'er, thy reign is done, For Benyieglo ...
— A Legend of Montrose • Sir Walter Scott
... 2) und den Apostel Petrus, | of the name of Judas, and always nur Simon Petrus, oder Petrus, | speaks of the Apostle Peter as nie Simon allein nennt (s. Sec. 96, | 'Simon Peter,' or 'Peter,' but Nr. 3.), hat er es nicht fuer noethig | rarely as 'Simon' only. gefunden, den Taeufer Johannes | von dem gleichnamigen Apostel | Johannes auch nur ein einziges | Mal durch den Zusatz [Greek: ho | baptistes] zu unterscheiden | (1, 6. 15. ...
— Essays on "Supernatural Religion" • Joseph B. Lightfoot
... beyond all other griefs, when fate First leaves the young heart lone and desolate In the wide world, without that only tie For which it loved to live or feared to die; Lorn as the hung-up lute, that ne'er hath spoken Since the sad day its ...
— Our Nig • Harriet E. Wilson
... sun goes awearily down, The mist creeps up o'er the sleepy town, The white sail bends to the shuddering mere, And the reapers have reaped and the ...
— The Judgment House • Gilbert Parker
... "Ah, yes, quite so—er, in the chapel, I believe," said the clergyman, his face becoming suddenly grave. "I would return with you, but my time is—ah—so limited." He bowed low, with his hand in the breast of his long frock coat, and ...
— Carmen Ariza • Charles Francis Stocking
... remarked Garvington, leaning back coolly. "You'd not be hanged, you know, although she would. A few years in prison would be your little lot and when you came out I could give you say—er—er—ten thousand pounds. ...
— Red Money • Fergus Hume
... be in a precious hurry to catch us, if they do catch us," exclaimed Job Truefitt. "Give way, mates: if we can't keep ahead of a crew of frog-eaters, we desarves to be caught and shut up in the darkest prison in the land, without e'er a quid o' baccy to chaw, or a glass o' ...
— Ronald Morton, or the Fire Ships - A Story of the Last Naval War • W.H.G. Kingston
... Talent, and let that suffice ye; But grow not vain upon it, I advise ye. For every Fop can find out Faults in Plays: You'll ne'er arrive at ...
— The Spectator, Volumes 1, 2 and 3 - With Translations and Index for the Series • Joseph Addison and Richard Steele
... that made his heart stand still, and his blood seem like ice in his veins. As he thus stood aghast, a hand was laid on the letter, and a voice, in an angry growl, muttered, "How dare you come into my room, and pe reading my letters? Er-r-r!" ...
— My Novel, Complete • Edward Bulwer-Lytton
... cannot be driven out of the nest like young birds. An Honourable John turned adrift into absolute poverty will make himself heard of in the world,—if in no other way, by his ugliness as he starves. A thorough-going ne'er-do-well in the upper classes has eminent advantages on his side in the battle which he fights against respectability. He can't be sent to Australia against his will. He can't be sent to the poorhouse without the knowledge of all the world. He can't be kept out of tradesmen's shops; nor, ...
— The Small House at Allington • Anthony Trollope
... Grass, or at very least their exclusion from the benefits of the lootings. In every case the mob answered them in almost identical language: "Fair play," "Share and share alike," "Yer nyme Itler, maybe?" "Come orf it, sonny, oo er yew? Gord Orlmighty's furriner, aint E?" Having heckled the speakers, they proceeded cheerfully to clean out all stocks of available goods—the refugees getting their just shares. There must be a peculiar salubrity about the English air. Otherwise Britons could not act so differently ...
— Greener Than You Think • Ward Moore
... he said, "I beg to present to you Colonel Henderson. An unfortunate occurrence took place here last night, which it has become the duty of—er—Colonel Henderson to clear up. He wishes to ask ...
— The Devil's Paw • E. Phillips Oppenheim
... separate to our work, after telling off the quarrymen to their several tasks. Inveterate idlers and ne'er-do-weels, their only object in life is not to labour; a dozen of them will pass a day in breaking ten pounds' weight of stone. They pound in the style of the Eastern tobacconist, with a very short stroke and a very long stay. At last they burst the sieves in order to enjoy a quieter ...
— The Land of Midian, Vol. 1 • Richard Burton
... Johnston had assurance to believe was preparing to advance, and his own danger great. Still by a strategem, he succeeded in quietly withdrawing his troops, and began the hazardous undertaking of re-enforcing Beauregard. Some of his troops he placed upon the cars at Piedmont, and sped along o'er mountains and glens with lightning speed, while the others on foot came over and through the torturous mountain passes without halt or rest, bending all their energies to meet Beauregard upon the ...
— History of Kershaw's Brigade • D. Augustus Dickert
... scale the giant Alp, Where roses list the bulbul's late, or snow-wreaths crown the scalp; I'd pause to hear soft Venice streams plash back to boatman's oar, Or hearken to the Western flood in wild and falling roar; I'd tread the vast of mountain range, or spot serene and flower'd, I ne'er could see too many of the wonders God has shower'd; Yet though I stood on fairest earth, beneath the bluest heaven, Could I forget our summer sky, our Windermere ...
— Successful Recitations • Various
... And the wild meat died of sickness, In the tribes that knew not acorns, All their women went dry-breasted, All their younglings chewed the deer-hides, All their old men sighed and perished, And the young men died beside them, Till they died by tribe and totem, And o'er all was death upon them. Yet the Nishinam unvanquished, Did not perish by the famine. Oh, the acorns Red Cloud gave them! Oh, the acorns Red Cloud taught them How to store in willow baskets 'Gainst the time and ...
— The Acorn-Planter - A California Forest Play (1916) • Jack London
... Right sore exposed to wind and rain; And on it the sun shines never at morn, Because it was built in the widow's corn; And its foundations can never be sure, Because it was built on the ruin of the poor. And or an age is come and gane, Or the trees o'er the chimly-taps grow green, We kinna wen where the ...
— Strange Pages from Family Papers • T. F. Thiselton Dyer
... the pools are bright and deep, Where the gray trout lies asleep, Up the river and o'er the lea, That's the way for Billy ...
— Fifty Famous People • James Baldwin
... O'erwhelmed me, at the sight of her appall'd, That of the height all hope I lost. As one, Who with his gain elated, sees the time When all unwares is gone, he inwardly Mourns with heart-griping anguish; such was I, Haunted by that fell beast, never at peace, Who coming o'er against me, by degrees Impell'd me where the sun in silence rests. While to 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. ...
— The Divine Comedy • Dante
... gale, And the blue Tweed, in silver windings, glides, Kissing the bending branches on its sides, A snow-white cottage, one that well might seem A poet's picture of contentment's dream? Two chestnuts broad and tall embower the spot, And bend in beauty o'er the peaceful cot; The creeping ivy clothes its roof with green, While round the door the perfumed woodbine's seen Shading a rustic arch; and smiling near, Like rainbow fragments, blooms a rich parterre; Grey, naked crags—a steep ...
— Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume XXIV. • Revised by Alexander Leighton
... vestments waited to array, In emblematic white, their duteous maid; But ne’er for them arrived that festal day; Their sweet, crush’d lily ...
— Anna Seward - and Classic Lichfield • Stapleton Martin
... knows how I'm going to do it. I can't! But, 'ere—would you mind if I chucked a lot of the stuff into the river and told the missus I had sold it, and just got back my money? She's proud, she is, and has never accepted a penny in charity in her life. It's only because it would be better for 'er." ...
— Simon the Jester • William J. Locke
... "Eh? What? Oh—er—yes,—good evening," he said, "good evening." Behind them came a young woman in the glory of youth, and daintily silked, beautiful in face and form, with diamonds around her fair neck. She came in lightly, but stopped with a little gasp; then she ...
— Darkwater - Voices From Within The Veil • W. E. B. Du Bois
... good God gave hands, left and right, To deal with divers foes in fight; And eyes He gave all sights to hold; And limbs for pacings manifold; Gave tongue to taste both sour and sweet, Gave gust for salad, fish and meat; But, Christian Sir, whoe'er thou art, Trust not thy many-chambered heart! Give not one bow'r to Blonde, and yet Retain a room for the Brunette: Whoever gave each other part, The devil planned and built the heart! —In a ...
— Double Trouble - Or, Every Hero His Own Villain • Herbert Quick
... the passengers," thus I pray, "For to me they are very dear; And special ward, O gracious Lord, O'er the ...
— Journeys Through Bookland V2 • Charles H. Sylvester
... Wildgrave spurred his courser light, O'er moss and moor, o'er holt and hill, And on the left and on the right Each ...
— Hero Tales and Legends of the Rhine • Lewis Spence
... jes' so sweet that honey can't tech 'er. She picked a br'ar out 'n my foot once, Marse; out 'n my ugly, black foot. An' she hel' it in her lap, too, an' ...
— The Love Story of Abner Stone • Edwin Carlile Litsey
... first place 'tis long, and when once you are in it, It holds you as fast as a cage does a linnet; For howe'er rough and dirty the road may be found, Drive forward you must, there is no ...
— The Life of Thomas Telford by Smiles • Samuel Smiles
... 'I ne'er was a soldier of Peel, Or ever yet stood at his back; For while he wriggled on like an eel, I swam ...
— Lord John Russell • Stuart J. Reid
... word of Cupid's darts, Of killing eyes, or bleeding hearts; With friendship and esteem possessed, I ne'er ...
— The Journal to Stella • Jonathan Swift
... Stags!" O'er green and glade The silver summons thrilled, And soon the space about the maid ...
— The Book of Saints and Friendly Beasts • Abbie Farwell Brown
... that to her young acquaintances Mrs. Herrick was rather awe-inspiring. Mere pleasure-seekers—drones in the human hive and all such ne'er-do-weels—were careful to give her a wide berth. Her quiet little speeches sometimes had a sting in them. "She takes the starch out of a fellow, don't you know," observed one of these fashionable loafers, a young officer in the Hussars—"makes him think he's ...
— Herb of Grace • Rosa Nouchette Carey
... Communion to his Parish wheir it had not bein given 6 or 7 years before. For that effect they sent to Monross[326] to buy the win, which being come, he and his elders bit to tast it for fear of poisoning their honest parishioners. Er ever they wist of themselfes they fand it so good that they licked it out every drap, and was forced to give the ...
— Publications of the Scottish History Society, Vol. 36 • Sir John Lauder
... from one soldier to another. It is due to the exalted position which you occupy, and, above all, it is due to that truthfulness in history which you claim to revere. If you desire it, I will endeavor to visit you, and in a friendly manner "fight our battles o'er again," and endeavor to convince you that you have always been mistaken as to the manner in which my part in the "Meridian campaign" was performed. But I will never rest until the wrong statements regarding it are fully and ...
— The Memoirs of General W. T. Sherman, Complete • William T. Sherman
... was extremely seductive, narrow, zigzagging through a small forest of the greenest and freshest of ferns, so luxuriant that they were brushed aside in passing, and closed behind as if to conceal one's footsteps. Shrubs and trees met overhead; here and there a blooming dogbane or an elder, "foamed o'er with blossoms white as snow," and tall wild roses wherever they could find ...
— Upon The Tree-Tops • Olive Thorne Miller
... my friend, and true and tried In battle, in captivity of me; Since we went up to worship side by side O'er the green hills I never ...
— Verses and Rhymes by the way • Nora Pembroke
... free from the halliard, to hang for a wisp on the Horn; I have chased it north to the Lizard—ribboned and rolled and torn; I have spread its fold o'er the dying, adrift in a hopeless sea; I have hurled it swift on the slaver, and ...
— Kipling Stories and Poems Every Child Should Know, Book II • Rudyard Kipling
... "My love will ne'er endure:" you wrong My passion: sooth, it will, if you're it: Yet stay: to wed?—I couldn't long ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 103, October 29, 1892 • Various
... fell from his hand. Human life, as depicted in A Winter's Tale, shows itself like what it always seems to be in the eyes of patient, tolerant, magnanimous experience—the eyes "that have kept watch o'er man's mortality"—for it is a scene of inexplicable contrasts and vicissitudes, seemingly the chaos of caprice and chance, yet always, in fact, beneficently overruled and guided to good ends. Human ...
— Shadows of the Stage • William Winter
... tell you of the home-coming to Moolapund, of Aunt Osla's tears and tea, of Signy's joy, of Thor's profound reflections, finished up with a sage "Just so!"—of all the talk and enjoyment in fighting their battles o'er again. ...
— Viking Boys • Jessie Margaret Edmondston Saxby
... choose but see. We cannot bid the ear be still; Our bodies feel where'er they be, Against or ...
— A Portraiture of Quakerism, Volume II (of 3) • Thomas Clarkson
... the hollow tree, in the old gray tower, The spectral owl doth dwell; Dull, hated, despised in the sunshine hour, But at dusk he's abroad and well! Not a bird of the forest e'er mates with him; All mock him outright by day; But at night, when the woods grow still and dim, The boldest ...
— Birds Illustrated by Color Photograph [March 1897] - A Monthly Serial designed to Promote Knowledge of Bird-Life • Various |
