"Rous" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulph'rous canopy. ...
— English Songs and Ballads • Various
... the Universe; Sail round the Globe, and touch at every Port, Survey those Shoars where Men untam'd resort, View the old Regions where the Persian Lord Taught Wooden Deities first to be Ador'd, Ensnar'd at last to Sacrifice his Life To the base Pride of an Adult'rous Wife, And where the Grecian Youth to Arms inur'd. } The hungry Soil with Persian Blood manur'd, } Where bold Busephilus brutal Conduct show'd, } The force of monstrous Elephants withstood, And with his Rider waded through ...
— The Pleasures of a Single Life, or, The Miseries Of Matrimony • Anonymous
... Parliament were founded (1) on the general ground that many members of the Parliament were old Commonwealth's men, of the kind that would have carried the abolition of Tithes and of a State-Church in the Barebones Parliament of 1653, had not Rous broken up that Parliament and resurrendered the power to Cromwell, and (2) on the special fact that some of them were men whom Milton had himself heard with admiration, in the Councils of State of the Commonwealth, ...
— The Life of John Milton, Volume 5 (of 7), 1654-1660 • David Masson
... the new moon hung like a silver crescent pendent from Venus' flaming orb, in a summer sky thick inlaid with patines of pure gold, I heard the lazy waves breaking like slumb'rous thunder upon the long, low beach, and said, "The sea is calling me!" and I went. Far out upon the long pier, where the waves could dash their spray like a shower of cool pearls in my face, I lingered long and listened to a story, ...
— Volume 1 of Brann The Iconoclast • William Cowper Brann
... Ungen'rous Sex!—To scorn us if we're kind; And yet upbraid us if we seem severe! Do you, t' encourage us to tell our mind, Yourselves put off disguise, and be sincere. You talk of coquetry!—Your own false hearts Compel our sex to ...
— Clarissa, Volume 1 (of 9) • Samuel Richardson
... wond'rous able In magick Talisman and Cabal, 530 Whose primitive tradition reaches As far as ADAM'S first green breeches: Deep-sighted in intelligences, Ideas, atoms, influences; And much of Terra Incognita, 535 Th' intelligible ...
— Hudibras • Samuel Butler
... Sometime they wing her side, strive to drown The day's eyes piercing beames, whose am'rous heat Sollicites still, 'till with this shield of downe From her brave face his glowing fires ...
— Lucasta • Richard Lovelace
... tyrants ne'er shall tame; All their attempts to bend thee down Will but arouse thy gen'rous flame To work their woe and thy renown. "Rule, Britannia, rule the waves, Britons never will ...
— Successful Recitations • Various
... tossed a pointed dagger high, And wore a sabre by his side; And many a gen'rous noble one, Beneath his powerful ...
— Withered Leaves from Memory's Garland • Abigail Stanley Hanna
... Of dire combustions and cosfus'd events. New-hatch'd to th' woful time, the obscure bird Clamour'd the live-long night. Some say the earth Was fev'rous and did shake. ...
— Notes to Shakespeare, Volume III: The Tragedies • Samuel Johnson
... remember we all agreed a long time ago always to carry fishin' lines an' hooks, ez we might need 'em, an' need 'em pow'ful bad any time. It looked purty dang'rous to shoot off a gun with warriors so near, although I did bring down wild turkeys twice in the night. But mostly I've set here on the ledge with my bee-yu-ti-ful figger hid by the bushes, but with my line ...
— The Riflemen of the Ohio - A Story of the Early Days along "The Beautiful River" • Joseph A. Altsheler
... he were marry'd, he would be more out of Sight than he already is.' 'Ah, Madam,' return'd Frankwit, 'Love is no Camelion, it cannot feed on Air alone.' 'No but,' rejoyn'd Celesia, 'you Lovers that are not Blind like Love it self, have am'rous Looks to feed on.' 'Ah! believe it,' said Belvira, ''tis better, Frankwit, not to lose Paradice by too much Knowledge; Marriage Enjoyments does but wake you from your sweet golden Dreams: Pleasure is but a Dream, dear Frankwit, but a Dream, ...
— The Works of Aphra Behn - Volume V • Aphra Behn
... yelled out the joys of fight. Then forth, in frenzy, would they hie, While wildly-loose their red locks fly, And dancing round the blazing pile, They make such barbarous mirth the while, As best might to the mind recall The boist'rous joys of Odin's hall. And well our Christian sires of old Loved, when the year its course had rolled, And brought blithe Christmas back again, With all his hospitable train. Domestic and religious rite Gave honour to the holy night; On Christmas Eve the bells were rung; On Christmas Eve ...
— Marmion: A Tale of Flodden Field • Walter Scott
... floods of light, She meets thee, SYLVIA, and with glances, bright As lucid streams, when Spring's clear mornings rise. From Hymen's kindling torch, a yellow ray The shining texture of her spotless vest Gilds;—and the Month that gives the early day The scent od[o]rous[1], and the carol blest, Pride of the rising Year, enamour'd MAY, Paints its redundant folds with ...
— Original sonnets on various subjects; and odes paraphrased from Horace • Anna Seward
... cost they did not blush to tell. Their ease (my Lords!) ne'er lowng'd for want of fire, Nor did their rage thro' affectation tire. 61 Free from all tawdry and imposing glare They trusted to their native grace of air. Rapt'rous and wild the trembling soul they seize, } Or sly coy beauties steal it by degrees; } 65 The more you view them still the more they ...
— Essays on Taste • John Gilbert Cooper, John Armstrong, Ralph Cohen
... body is with pain, And heart with care, while thoughts perplex my brain. O sweet Repose! If thou mine eyes wouldst close, My wearied limbs compose, And bind me till the morn with slumb'rous chain! ...
— Lippincott's Magazine, Vol. 20, August 1877 • Various
... those hands may strive in vain With the salt-streaming wave, When 'gainst the wide-blown blasts thy bark shall strain To round Sarpedon's cape, the sandbank's treach'rous grave. ...
— Suppliant Maidens and Other Plays • AEschylus
... Ileen," he said; "the good-lookers don't always win out. Now, you ain't bad looking, of course—but that's nix-cum-rous. I knew a girl once in Dubuque with a face like a cocoanut, who could skin the cat twice on a horizontal bar without changing hands. Now, a girl might have the California peach crop mashed to a marmalade ...
— Options • O. Henry
... Sofa. I, who lately sang Truth, Hope, and Charity, and touched with awe The solemn chords, and with a trembling hand, Escaped with pain from that advent'rous flight, Now seek repose upon a humbler theme: The theme though humble, yet august and proud The occasion—for the Fair commands ...
— The Task and Other Poems • William Cowper
... story best resemblance hold. And now she views, as on the wall it hung, What old Musaeus so divinely sung; Which art with life and love did so inspire, That she discerns and favours that desire, 140 Which there provokes th'advent'rous youth to swim, And in Leander's danger pities him; Whose not new love alone, but fortune, seeks To frame his story like that ...
— Poetical Works of Edmund Waller and Sir John Denham • Edmund Waller; John Denham
... a slave by his intended bidder. 'T is pleasant purchasing our fellow-creatures; And all are to be sold, if you consider Their passions, and are dext'rous; some by features Are bought up, others by a warlike leader, Some by a place—as tend their years or natures; The most by ready cash—but all have prices, From crowns to kicks, according ...
— Don Juan • Lord Byron
... our starboard bow? What hangs upon the breeze? 'Tis time that our good ship hauled her wind, abreast the old Saltees, For, by her pond'rous press of sail, and by her consorts four, We saw that our morning visitor, was a ...
— Famous Privateersmen and Adventurers of the Sea • Charles H. L. Johnston
... to the taste. Sap'rophyte. A plant that lives on decaying matter. Scab'rous. Rough. Scis'sile. Easily split. Sep'arating. Spoken of gills when they easily separate from the stem. Ses'sile. Stemless. Sin'uate. Wavy, A gill that has a sudden curve near the stem. Sor'did. Dingy. Spore. The same body ...
— Among the Mushrooms - A Guide For Beginners • Ellen M. Dallas and Caroline A. Burgin
... fort, or thee Shall visit; meet it merrily: Good luck, and peace, in that house stay Where mourning, first, hath led the way. In dext'rous chance, this hurt we see, It makes us soft: Extremity— This, prosperous hath, wheresoe're it hits, It hardens, and for danger fits. The griefe that hath been of such length, Doth 'bate its violence and strength. By bearing much, make fortune frees Shee learnes, ...
— The Odes of Casimire, Translated by G. Hils • Mathias Casimire Sarbiewski
... his pond'rous shield Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast; the broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like ...
— The Iliad of Homer (1873) • Homer
... boist'rous war ill-chosen. He was skill'd To tune the lulling flute, and melt the heart; Or with his pipe's awak'ning strains allure The lovely dames of Lydia to the dance. They on the verdant level graceful mov'd In vary'd measures; while the cooling breeze Beneath their ...
— The Prose Works of William Wordsworth • William Wordsworth
... barb'rous offspring left behind, The dregs of armies, they of all mankind; Blended with Britons, who before were here, Of whom the Welch ...
— The True-Born Englishman - A Satire • Daniel Defoe
... back Rattled the fateful arrows as he mov'd; Like the night-cloud he pass'd, and from afar He bent against the ships, and sped the bolt; And fierce and deadly twang'd the silver bow. First on the mules and dogs, on man the last, Was pour'd the arrowy storm; and through the camp, Constant and num'rous, blaz'd the ...
— The Iliad • Homer
... fancy fix'd by art. A second beauty in its nature lies, It gives not Things, but Beings to our eyes, Life, Substance, Spirit animate the whole; Fiction and Fable are the Sense and Soul. The common Dulness of mankind, array'd In pomp, here lives and breathes, a wond'rous Maid: The Poet decks her with each unknown Grace, Clears her dull brain, and brightens her dark face: See! Father Chaos o'er his First-born nods, And Mother Night, in Majesty of Gods! See Querno's ...
— An Essay on Satire, Particularly on the Dunciad • Walter Harte
... Love, the upright pair, Who witnessed Fido's worth, His wond'rous virtue shall declare, A ...
— Ballads - Founded On Anecdotes Relating To Animals • William Hayley
... thou canst, and now at last The weary sons of all Achaia save From Trojan violence. Regret, but vain, 305 Shall else be thine hereafter, when no cure Of such great ill, once suffer'd, can be found. Thou therefore, seasonably kind, devise Means to preserve from such disast'rous fate The Grecians. Ah, my friend! when Peleus thee 310 From Phthia sent to Agamemnon's aid, On that same day he gave thee thus in charge. "Juno, my son, and Pallas, if they please, Can make thee valiant; but thy own big heart Thyself restrain. Sweet manners win respect. ...
— The Iliad of Homer - Translated into English Blank Verse • Homer
... me, you and you and you, If it may hap you've ever heard Of all that wond'rous is and great The greatest is the ...
— The Adventures of Jerry Muskrat • Thornton W. Burgess
... said the shiftless one. "I said it wuz dang'rous 'cause I want it fur myself. It's got to be a cunnin' sort o' deed, jest the kind ...
— The Eyes of the Woods - A story of the Ancient Wilderness • Joseph A. Altsheler
... skipper continued, "'twas a sad mistake. 'Twas floutin' Providence t' say a word like that to a woman like she. But I just felt like it. Then, 'Oh, dear,' says she, ''tis barb'rous lonely t' Wolf Cove,' says she. ''Tis too bad, mum,' says I. An' I throwed the bow o' the punt plump into a wave, Davy, lad, an' shipped a bucket o' water. 'An',' says she, 'it must be lonely for you, Skipper Thomas,' says she, 'livin' there at ...
— Doctor Luke of the Labrador • Norman Duncan
... With cranium full of balls and plays, Routs, fetes, and fashionable ways, Caus'd in her country-town, so quiet, Unus'd to modish din and riot, No small confusion and amaze, "Quite a sensation," is the phrase, Like that, which puss, or pug, may feel When rous'd from slumber by your heel, Or drowsy ass, at rider's knock, Or——should you term him block; Quoi qu'il en soit, first, gossips gape, Then envy, scandalize, and ape! Quoth Mrs. Thrifty: "Nancy, dear, My Lady sends out cards ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Vol. 14, - Issue 400, November 21, 1829 • Various
... scene, they cried, And what a wond'rous sky! What joy 'twould be to kiss the Sun, And be ...
— Home Lyrics • Hannah. S. Battersby
... Will you not learn by manners and by deeds To judge the noble? Such discharge their trust With honour to the state and to their house. Mere flesh without a spirit is no more Than statues in the forum; nor in war Doth the strong arm the dang'rous shock abide More than the weak; on nature this depends And an intrepid mind. But we accept Thy hospitable kindness; for the son Of Agamemnon, for whose sake we come, Present or not is worthy to this house. Go, my attendants, I must enter it; This man, though poor, more cheerful ...
— Story of Orestes - A Condensation of the Trilogy • Richard G. Moulton
... beaux, to am'rous belles, Love's warm epistles write; Or Cambridge youths, in classic dells, ...
— The English Spy • Bernard Blackmantle
... Looks, Turns up her Eyes, and rails at naughty Folks; But in a private Room, turns up her lech'rous Tail, And kisses till she's in ...
— The Merry-Thought: or the Glass-Window and Bog-House Miscellany. Part 1 • Samuel Johnson [AKA Hurlo Thrumbo]
... O'er wafted kingdoms spread his wide command. The savage lord of an unpeopled land. Her guiltless glory just Britannia draws From pure religion, and impartial laws, To Europe's wounds a mother's aid she brings, And holds in equal scales the rival kings: Her gen'rous sons in choicest gifts abound, Alike in arms, alike ...
— The Lives of the Poets of Great Britain and Ireland (1753),Vol. V. • Theophilus Cibber
... heroes come, From camps, and courts, tho' great, or wise, or just, To feed the worm, and moulder into dust; That solemn mansion of the royal dead, Where passing slaves o'er sleeping monarchs tread, Now populous o'erflows: a num'rous race Of rising kings fill all th' extended space: A life well spent, not the victorious sword, Awards the crown, and styles the greater lord. Nor monuments alone, and burial-earth, Labours with man to this his second birth; But where gay palaces ...
— The Poetical Works of Edward Young, Volume 2 • Edward Young
... the Little Giant. "Simple ez you please, but ez dang'rous ez a batt'ry o' cannon. Look out, young William, ...
— The Great Sioux Trail - A Story of Mountain and Plain • Joseph Altsheler
... John Rous,[9] Late Lieuten't of the Sloop Young Eagle, Commanded by Capt. Philip Dumaresq, being Examined upon oath before the Hono'ble Robt. Auchmuty, Esqr., Judge of his Majestys Court of Vice Admiralty, as to the following Interrogatorys made the ...
— Privateering and Piracy in the Colonial Period - Illustrative Documents • Various
... grief or joy. Houses in ashes, and the fall of stocks, Births, deaths, and marriages, epistles wet With tears, that trickled down the writer's cheeks Fast as the periods from his fluent quill. Or charged with am'rous sighs of absent swains, Or nymphs responsive, equally affect His horse and him, unconscious of them all. But oh the important budget; usher'd in With such heart-shaking music, who can say What are its tidings? have ...
— MacMillan's Reading Books - Book V • Anonymous
... at thy altar knelt, Fair dames, and gentle maidens whose bright eyes The sternest heart of warrior-mould could melt, Soft'ning grim war with gen'rous sympathy— Pleading, like pity wafted from the skies To quell the stormy rage of savage man: And hence the gentle manners had their rise— Hence knights for lady's praise all dangers ran— And thus, the glorious age ...
— The "Ladies of Llangollen" • John Hicklin
... Laneham, or Langham, for the name is written differently, concerning the Entertainment at Killingwoorth Castle, printed 1575, we have a list of the vulgar Romances of the age, "King Arthurz book, Huon of Burdeaus, Friar Rous, Howleglass, and GARGANTUA." Meres mentions him as equally hurtful to young minds with the Four Sons of Aymon, and the Seven Champions. And John Taylor hath him likewise in his catalogue of Authors, prefixed to Sir ...
— Eighteenth Century Essays on Shakespeare • D. Nichol Smith
... gentleness, by God-like pity nursed, Of wond'rous living fountains at which to slake her thirst; That those whose lips, thrice blessed, should a draught from them obtain, Despite earth's toils and troubles, would ne'er ...
— The Poetical Works of Mrs. Leprohon (Mrs. R.E. Mullins) • Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
... Rous'd by the magic of the charming air, The yawning dogs forego their heavy slumbers; The ladies listen on the narrow stair, And Captain Andrew straight forgets his numbers. Cats and mice give o'er their battling, Pewter plates on shelves are rattling; ...
— Boswell's Correspondence with the Honourable Andrew Erskine, and His Journal of a Tour to Corsica • James Boswell
... have placed my trust in God A refuge always nigh, Why should I, like tim'rous bird To distant ...
— Love and Life • Charlotte M. Yonge
... service of M. de Guise, and coming from Agen, have passed near Chartreux; but I was not able to ascertain which road they have taken. They are expecting you at Agen. The Sieur de Mauvesin came as far as Canteloup, and thence returned, having got some intelligence. I am in search of one Captain Rous, to whom . . . wrote, trying to draw him into his cause by all sorts of promises. The rumour of the two Nantes galleys ready to descend on Brouage is confirmed as certain; they carry two companies of foot. M. de Mercure is at Nantes. The Sieur de la Courbe ...
— The Essays of Montaigne, Complete • Michel de Montaigne
... hand to tend it, yet it grew midst slight and wrong, Taking root in other places,[AC]—growing green, and broad, and strong, Till its vigor knew no weakness, with its branches flower-fraught, Till a prosp'rous land it sheltered where th' oppressed a refuge sought, Till its fruit made all who labored 'neath its shade both bold and free, Till a people dwelt beneath it ...
— The White Doe - The Fate of Virginia Dare • Sallie Southall Cotten
... I shore hates 'em." At last Mr. Britt was upon a subject upon which he could talk fluently and for an indefinite length of time. "You take that there Buffalo Basin stock," he went on earnestly, "and they're nothin' but inbred cayuse outlaws. They're treach'rous. Oneriest horses that ever wore hair. Can't gentle 'em—simply can't be done. They've piled me up more times than any horses that run. Sunfishers—the hull of 'em; rare up and fall over backwards. 'Tain't pleasant ridin' a horse like that. Wheel on you quicker'n a weasel; shy clean acrost ...
— 'Me-Smith' • Caroline Lockhart
... had been flung at him by a stout field-vole, and, by reason of its novelty as well as of its intrinsic impertinence, had sunk deep into his memory. He had felt at the time that "Wee sleekit, cowrin', tim'rous beastie" was but a poor rejoinder. But he knew no Latin and chose what was next in obscurity. Besides, he was a young mouse then, and breathless ...
— "Wee Tim'rous Beasties" - Studies of Animal life and Character • Douglas English
... the Assembly, gave color to the charge that he abused his official position to improve his income. The worst accusation against him was that of conniving in trade with the French and Indians under pretence of exchanging prisoners. Six prominent men of the colony—Borland, Vetch, Lawson, Rous, Phillips, and Coffin, only three of whom were of New England origin—were brought to trial before the Assembly for trading at Port Royal; and it was said that Dudley, though he had no direct share in ...
— A Half Century of Conflict - Volume I - France and England in North America • Francis Parkman
... seed he hadn't finished Jake, he war gwine to gib him anudder dig, but jus den I drap de gun on his cocoanut, and he neber trubble us no more. 'Twar mons'rous hard work to git him out ob de swamp, 'cause he war jess like a dead man, and had to be toted de hull way; but he'm dar now, massa (pointing to the old cabin), and de bracelets ...
— Among the Pines - or, South in Secession Time • James R. Gilmore
... in: let no buzz'd whisper tell: All eyes be muffled, or a hundred swords Will storm his heart, Love's fev'rous citadel: For him, those chambers held barbarian hordes, Hyena foemen, and hot-blooded lords, Whose very dogs would execrations howl Against his lineage: not one breast affords Him any mercy, in that mansion ...
— Keats: Poems Published in 1820 • John Keats
... gen'rous lord, and best of men that be; * And oh, thou lord of learning, grace and fair humanity, Thee-wards I come because my way of life is strait to me: * O help! and let me not despair thine equity to see. Deign thou redress ...
— The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, Volume 7 • Richard F. Burton
... it: his to give the law! Detested spoiler!—his! a vile usurper! Have we forgot the elder Dionysius, Surnam'd the Tyrant? To Sicilia's throne The monster waded through whole seas of blood. Sore groan'd the land beneath his iron rod, Till rous'd at length Evander came from Greece, Like Freedom's Genius came, and sent the tyrant, Stript of the crown, and to his humble rank Once more reduc'd, to roam, for vile subsistence, A wandering sophist ...
— The Grecian Daughter • Arthur Murphy
... time no cull could toute her, [4] But was sure to be undone: Nor could th' uprightman live without her, [5] She triumph'd over every one. But conquering time does now deceive her, Which her sporting us'd t' uphold, All her am'rous dambers leave her, For, alas! the dell's ...
— Musa Pedestris - Three Centuries of Canting Songs - and Slang Rhymes [1536 - 1896] • John S. Farmer
... ben in pol'tics long. Wall, whut I've got t' say is this: I used t' work fer this party off 'n' on,—this party whose name I ain't a-mentionin'. He wuz in pol'tics too. Likewise run a quarry an' s'm'other things t' num'rous t' mention. 'Twas in the quarry I worked, mostly erbout 'lection time. Cur'ous, ain't it, whut good pay a feller'll git fer light work erbout 'lection time? Wall, this year I ain't hed proper treatment. This party 'lows money is tight, an' he's filled his quarry up with dagoes, damned ...
— The Henchman • Mark Lee Luther
... I fear it will come to harm, So let us be off from this soldier swarm; But boist'rous mates will ye find in the shoal— 'Twere better to bolt while our skins ...
— The Works of Frederich Schiller in English • Frederich Schiller
... ROUS, FRANCIS, provost of Eton, born in Cornwall; sat in the Westminster Assembly, and was the author of the metrical version of the Psalms, as ...
— The Nuttall Encyclopaedia - Being a Concise and Comprehensive Dictionary of General Knowledge • Edited by Rev. James Wood
... sea to war With boist'rous elements that jar— All's peace with lovely Polly, All's peace with lovely Polly, with lovely Polly, lovely Polly, All's peace ...
— Charles Dickens and Music • James T. Lightwood
... Oreb or of Sinai didst inspire That shepherd who first taught the chosen seed, In the beginning, how the heavens and earth Rose out of chaos; or, if Zion hill Delight thee more, and Siloa's brook that flowed Fast by the oracle of God; I thence Invoke thy aid to my advent'rous song." ...
— Palestine or the Holy Land - From the Earliest Period to the Present Time • Michael Russell
... pebble-Anagrams; Dead and insipid, all despairing sit Lost to behold this great Relapse of Wit: What strength remaines, is like that (wilde and fierce) Till Johnson made good Poets and right Verse. Such boyst'rous Trifles Thy Muse would not brooke, Save when she'd show how scurvily they looke; No savage Metaphors (things rudely Great) Thou dost display, not butcher a Conceit; Thy Nerves have Beauty, which Invades and Charms; Lookes like a Princesse harness'd ...
— The Works of Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher in Ten Volumes - Volume I. • Beaumont and Fletcher
... small bark have following sail'd, Eager to listen, on the advent'rous track Of my proud keel, that singing cuts its way, Backward return with speed, and your own shores Revisit, nor put out to open sea, Where losing me, perchance ye may remain Bewilder'd in deep maze. The way I pass Ne'er yet was run: Minerva breathes the gale, Apollo guides me, and another Nine To ...
— The Divine Comedy, Complete - The Vision of Paradise, Purgatory and Hell • Dante Alighieri
... Stowmarket Rector should find a place, there is a copy of this sermon, which was preached at the last solemn fast. February 28, 1643, with the notice that 'It is this day ordered by the Commoners' House of Parliament that Sir John Trevor and Mr. Rous do from this House give thanks to Mr. Young for the great paines hee tooke in the sermon hee preached that day at the intreaty of the said House of Commons at St. Margaret's, Westminster, it being ...
— East Anglia - Personal Recollections and Historical Associations • J. Ewing Ritchie
... The adult'rous Sargus doth not only change Wives every day, in the deep streams, but, strange! As if the honey of sea-love delight Could not suffice his ranging appetite, Goes courting she-goats on the grassy shore, Horning their husbands that had ...
— The Complete Angler • Izaak Walton
... reach a crown. Praise him as Cowley did that Hebrew king: Thy theme's as great; do thou as greatly sing. Then thou may'st boldly to his favour rise, Look down, and the base serpent's hiss despise; From thund'ring envy safe in laurel sit, While clam'rous critics their vile heads submit, Condemned for treason at the bar ...
— The Works of John Dryden, Volume 5 (of 18) - Amboyna; The state of Innocence; Aureng-Zebe; All for Love • John Dryden
... Belmont is a lady richly left, And she is fair, and fairer than that word, Of wond'rous virtues: sometimes from her eyes I did ...
— Characteristics of Women - Moral, Poetical, and Historical • Anna Jameson
... star shall weave his beam Into the slumb'rous tissue of some stream, Till his bright self o'er his bright copy seem Fulfillment dropping on a come-true dream; So in this night of art thy soul doth show Her excellent double in the steadfast flow Of wishing love that through men's hearts doth go: At once thou ...
— The Poems of Sidney Lanier • Sidney Lanier
... up to pay the rent," said Sam; "but the ladies gets into a wery great state of admiration at the honourable conduct o' Mr. Dodson and Fogg, and said what a wery gen'rous thing it was o' them to have taken up the case on spec., and to have charged nothin' at all for costs, unless they got 'em out of ...
— The World's Greatest Books, Vol III • Arthur Mee and J.A. Hammerton, Eds.
... tender mother will own no other of all her num'rous brood But such as stand at Christ's right hand, acquitted through his Blood. The pious father had now much rather his graceless son should lie In hell with devils, for ...
— Woman's Life in Colonial Days • Carl Holliday
... charms: That hand but seen, gives wonder and desire, Snow to the fight, but with its touches fire! Who sees thy yielding Queen, and would not be On any terms, the best, the happy he; Entranc'd we fancy all is extasy. Quote Ovid, now no more ye am'rous swains, Delia, than Ovid has more moving strains. Nature in her alone exceeds all art, And nature sure does nearest touch the heart. Oh! might I call the bright discoverer mine, The whole fair sex unenvied I'd resign; Give all my happy ...
— The Lives of the Poets of Great Britain and Ireland (1753) - Vol. IV • Theophilus Cibber
... say, for Wolves too sure there are Of every sort, and every character. Some of them mild and gentle-humour'd be, Of noise and gall, and rancour wholly free; Who tame, familiar, full of complaisance Ogle and leer, languish, cajole and glance; With luring tongues, and language wond'rous sweet, Follow young ladies as they walk the street, Ev'n to their very houses, nay, bedside, And, artful, tho' their true designs they hide; Yet ah! these simpering Wolves! Who does not see Most dangerous ...
— The Fairy Tales of Charles Perrault • Charles Perrault
... striding Like Colossus o'er the wave, And a beacon-light high holding, While the tempests loudly rave: Laying bare in truthful teaching Treach'rous breakers round the bay, That the good old barque of England May in safety sail away: Though the tongue of fiercest Faction In its Folly may deride, Still he stands in lofty learning Like a giant o'er the tide, ...
— The Death of Saul and other Eisteddfod Prize Poems and Miscellaneous Verses • J. C. Manning
... false, whose cruel hand Was armed and prest to give the trait'rous blow, With all his fellows mongst Godfredo's band Entered unseen, disguised that few them know: The thievish wolves, when night o'ershades the land, That seem like faithful dogs in shape and show, So to the ...
— Jerusalem Delivered • Torquato Tasso
... beholders with confus'd delight; Thy green campaigns wide open to the view, And buildings where bright youth their fame pursue. Blest village! on whose plains united glows, A vast, confus'd magnificence of shows. Where num'rous crowds of different colours blend, Thick as the trees which from the hills ascend: Or as the grass which shoots in verdant spires, Or stars which dart thro' natures ...
— A Collection of College Words and Customs • Benjamin Homer Hall
... wond'rous love Shall measure all my days: And as it never shall remove, So neither shall ...
— Gifts of Genius - A Miscellany of Prose and Poetry by American Authors • Various
... throttled victims fall; Down sinks their mangled herdsman near; The murd'rous cries the stag appal, Again he starts, new-nerved ...
— Hero Tales and Legends of the Rhine • Lewis Spence
... fondly think their prosp'rous state Shall unmolested be; They think their vain designs shall thrive, From ...
— Walker's Appeal, with a Brief Sketch of His Life - And Also Garnet's Address to the Slaves of the United States of America • David Walker and Henry Highland Garnet
... other stores for the French and Indians. He was ordered to avoid all English vessels, but, if he could no longer shun pursuit, to fight to the last. This stern command was not obeyed, for he surrendered without an effort to Captain Rous, who, apprised of his design, had intercepted him on the coast. On the news of the capture of this sloop, M. de la Jonquiere empowered the governor of Louisburg[437] to make reprisals upon all English vessels that might enter ...
— The Conquest of Canada (Vol. 1 of 2) • George Warburton
... she lifts her lazy head and heeds The clattering hoofs of swift advancing steeds. Off to the herd with cumb'rous gait she runs And leaves the bulls to face the threatening guns. No more for them the free life of the plains, Its mating pleasures and its warring pains. Their quivering flesh shall feed unnumbered foes, Their tufted tails adorn the ...
— Custer, and Other Poems. • Ella Wheeler Wilcox
... he so, when far below He spies the toiling chase? The pond'rous tree swings heavily, ...
— The Three Brontes • May Sinclair
... that, unknowing what he did, He leapt amid a murd'rous Band, And sav'd from Outrage worse than Death The ...
— Lyrical Ballads, With Other Poems, 1800, Vol. I. • William Wordsworth
... bending low, bending low to hide The foam-white face so wild upturned from off the bleak hillside— White as the beaten foam her face, and she was wond'rous eyed. ...
— Fires of Driftwood • Isabel Ecclestone Mackay
... every sort, Give ear unto my song; And if you find it wond'rous short, It cannot hold ...
— The Vicar of Wakefield • Oliver Goldsmith
... his bringing out several such speeches as above, I rous'd as if I had but just wak'd; 'Well, waterman,' says I, 'how d'ye go on?' 'Very indifferently,' says he; 'it blows very hard.' 'Ay, so it does,' says I; 'where are we?' 'A little above Erith,' says he; so down I lay again, and said ...
— Notes & Queries, No. 44, Saturday, August 31, 1850 • Various
... the lions, with horrid laughing jaws; They bit, they glared, gave blows like beams, a wind went with their paws; With wallowing might and stifled roar, they roll'd one on another, Till all the pit, with sand and mane, was in a thund'rous smother; 10 The bloody foam above the bars came whizzing through the air; Said Francis then, "Good gentlemen, we're better ...
— The Ontario High School Reader • A.E. Marty
... bemoan,— In the sufferings of others forgetting thy own,— O'er thy dust, though no trophies nor columns we rear, Though the storm was thy requiem, the wild wave thy bier; Yet thy spirit still speaks from its home on the flood, Still speaks to the gen'rous, the brave, and the good; Still points to our children the path which you trod, Who lived for your country, and died ...
— Narratives of Shipwrecks of the Royal Navy; between 1793 and 1849 • William O. S. Gilly
... beer, his mundane days! Alas! nor beef, nor beer, nor bays are mine, If by your looks, my doom I may divine, Ye frown so dreadful, and ye swell so big Your fateful arms, the goosequill and the wig: The wig, with wisdom's somb'rous seal impress'd, Mysterious terrors, grim portents, invest; And shame and honor on the goosequill perch, Like doves and ravens on a ...
— Poetic Sketches • Thomas Gent
... through the air, as we roll to the chair, Stand, faces, and railings flit past; Now I spring * * * from my lair with a snort and a stare, Rous'd by Fred with my supper ...
— Poems • Adam Lindsay Gordon
... languid hours, Thou scholar, statesman, traveller, wit, Who prose and verse alike canst hit; Whose gay West-Indian on our stage, Alone might check this stupid rage; 215 Fastidious yet—O! condescend To range with an advent'rous friend: Together let us beat the rounds, St. Giles's ample blackguard bounds: Try what th' accurs'd Short's Garden yields, 220 His bludgeon where the Flash-man wields; Where female votaries of sin, With fetid rags and ...
— No Abolition of Slavery - Or the Universal Empire of Love, A poem • James Boswell
... ye wha is her true love," "A bottle o' wine to tell his name," "Andrew Wilson is his name," "Honey is sweet and so is he," (or "Apples are sour and so is he,") "He's married her wi' a gay gold ring," "A gay gold ring's a cank'rous thing," "But now they're married we wish them joy," "Father and mother they must obey," "Loving each other like sister and brother," "We pray this couple may kiss together," all, of course, sung with their repeats as above; and the game may be played until every little girl has revealed her little ...
— Children's Rhymes, Children's Games, Children's Songs, Children's Stories - A Book for Bairns and Big Folk • Robert Ford
... their gen'rous efforts to commend; To cheer us on, through these few happy hours, And strew our ...
— The Letters of Charles Dickens - Vol. 1 (of 3), 1833-1856 • Charles Dickens
... century ago, Her dear heart stricken by my sland'rous breath, Wherefore the Gods forbade that I should know The peace ...
— In Flanders Fields and Other Poems - With an Essay in Character, by Sir Andrew Macphail • John McCrae
... generous with some fruit or other that he had, and Alice took him to task for it. She gave him a lecture on generosity. 'I'm goin' to be awful gen'rous with you, Kit,' he told his little sister, Katie, afterward. 'I is always goin' to give you the inside of the peaches and the outside of the owanges!' And that's about your idea of generosity, Nellie," ...
— The Girls of Central High on Lake Luna - or, The Crew That Won • Gertrude W. Morrison
... Disguised by pride we sometimes seem to bear A haughty port, and scorn to shed a tear; While grief within still acts a tragic part, And plays the tyrant in the bleeding heart. Your sorrow is of the severest kind, And can't be wholly to your soul confin'd, Losses like yours may be allowed to move A gen'rous mind, that knows what 'tis to love. These afflictions;— Will teach you patience, and the careful skill To rule your passions, and command your will; To bear afflictions with a steady mind, Still to be easy, pleas'd, ...
— The Lives of the Poets of Great Britain and Ireland (1753) - Vol. III • Theophilus Cibber
... 'Course we'd 'a' expected it of HER—losin' her own boy as she did, an' bein' jest naturally so sweet an' lovin'-hearted. But HIM—that's diff'rent. Now, you know jest as well as I do what Mr. Holly is—every one does, so I ain't sayin' nothin' sland'rous. He's a good man—a powerful good man; an' there ain't a squarer man goin' ter work fur. But the fact is, he was made up wrong side out, an' the seams has always showed bad—turrible bad, with ravelin's all stickin' out every which way ter ketch an' pull. But, gosh! I'm ...
— Just David • Eleanor H. Porter
... "'That's gen'rous!' says Holliday. 'An' to mark my appreciation tharof, I'll jest nacherally take every resk of splits an' put ten thousand in the pot, coppered; ten thousand in the big squar'; an' ten thousand, coppered, ...
— Wolfville Nights • Alfred Lewis
... I know that William Grenville has not been quite well for this day or two, and that he does not mean to write to you by this post, I trouble you with a few lines, in order to give you the earliest account of the business of last night. Erskine and Rous came to the bar in support of the Petition from the Directors against the East India Declaratory Act, and there was a great muster of the forces of Fox, Lord North, Lord Lansdowne, and of the refractory directors, with every appearance that some great exertion ...
— Memoirs of the Courts and Cabinets of George the Third - From the Original Family Documents, Volume 1 (of 2) • The Duke of Buckingham and Chandos
... the Cretan labyrinth of old, With wand'ring ways, and many a winding fold, Involv'd the weary feet without redress, In a round error, which deny'd recess: Not far from thence he grav'd the wond'rous maze; A thousand doors, a ...
— The Ancient History of the Egyptians, Carthaginians, Assyrians, • Charles Rollin
... the soul moving (pheresthai) in harmony with nature; epithumia is really e epi ton thumon iousa dunamis, the power which enters into the soul; thumos (passion) is called from the rushing (thuseos) and boiling of the soul; imeros (desire) denotes the stream (rous) which most draws the soul dia ten esin tes roes—because flowing with desire (iemenos), and expresses a longing after things and violent attraction of the soul to them, and is termed imeros from possessing this power; pothos (longing) is expressive of the desire of that which is ...
— Cratylus • Plato
... "That's treach'rous water," Pinkey observed. "They's boulders in there as big as a house where it looks all smooth on top. I know a place about a mile or so where I think ...
— The Dude Wrangler • Caroline Lockhart
... the maze of words, his native skies He seem'd to quit, 'twas but again to rise; To mount, once more, to the bright source of day, And view the wonders of th' ethereal way. The love of fame his gen'rous bosom fir'd; Each science hail'd him, and each muse inspir'd. For him the sons of learning trimm'd the bays, And nations grew ...
— Dr. Johnson's Works: Life, Poems, and Tales, Volume 1 - The Works Of Samuel Johnson, Ll.D., In Nine Volumes • Samuel Johnson
... Might, no Greatness in Mortality Can Censure 'scape: Back-wounding Calumny The whitest Virtue strikes. What King so strong, Can tye the Gall up in sland'rous Tongue? SHAKESPEAR. ...
— Two Poems Against Pope - One Epistle to Mr. A. Pope and the Blatant Beast • Leonard Welsted
... bright tears Went trickling down the golden bow he held. Thus, with half-shut, suffused eyes, he stood; While from beneath some cumb'rous boughs hard by, With solemn step, an awful goddess came. And there was purport in her looks for him, Which he with eager guess began to read: Perplexed the while, melodiously he said, 'How cam'st thou ...
— English Critical Essays - Nineteenth Century • Various
... more he burned, the more he grew Splendiferous in feathers new. And from his ashes rising bland, Did business at the same old stand. But though good people went about And talked, they could not put him out. A wond'rous bird—indeed, they say He ...
— The Mythological Zoo • Oliver Herford
... your hand, Lord William!" she said, "For your strokes they are wond'rous sair; True lovers I can get many a ane, But a father I can never ...
— The World's Best Poetry, Volume 8 • Various
... perfect judge will read each work of wit With the same spirit that its author writ: Survey the whole, nor seek slight faults to find Where nature moves, and rapture warms the mind; Nor lose, for that malignant dull delight, The gen'rous pleasure to be charmed with wit. But in such lays as neither ebb, nor flow, Correctly cold, and regularly low, That shunning faults, one quiet tenor keep; We cannot blame indeed—but we may sleep. In wit, as nature, what affects our hearts Is not th' exactness of peculiar parts: 'Tis ...
— English Poets of the Eighteenth Century • Selected and Edited with an Introduction by Ernest Bernbaum
... envy's eye, beholds his merit; Madam, 'tis malice all, and false report. I know his noble heart, 'tis fill'd with honour; No trait'rous taint has touch'd his generous soul; His grateful mind still glows with pure affection; And all his thoughts ...
— The Earl of Essex • Henry Jones
... take off their sev'ral way; The youngling cottagers retire to rest: 155 The parent-pair their secret homage pay, And proffer up to Heaven the warm request, That He who stills the raven's clam'rous nest, And decks the lily fair in flow'ry pride, Would, in the way His wisdom sees the best, 160 For them and for their little ones provide; But, chiefly, in their ...
— Selections from Five English Poets • Various
... whose cheek the tear of pity stains, Draw near with pious rev'rence, and attend! Here lie the loving husband's dear remains, The tender father, and the gen'rous friend; The pitying heart that felt for human woe, The dauntless heart that fear'd no human pride; The friend of man—to vice alone a foe; For "ev'n his failings ...
— Poems And Songs Of Robert Burns • Robert Burns
... glow-worm loves her emerald light to shed, Where now the sexton rests his hoary head. Oft, as he turn'd the greensward with his spade, He lectur'd every youth that round him play'd; And, calmly pointing where his fathers lay, Rous'd him to rival each, the hero of his day. Hush, ye fond flutterings, hush! while here alone I search the records of each mouldering stone. Guides of my life! Instructors of my youth! Who first unveil'd the hallow'd ...
— Poems • Samuel Rogers
... head's that are enriched With eighty years of wisdom, gleaned from books, From nights of study, and the magazines Of knowledge, which your predecessors left. What! not a word!—I ask you, once again, How comes it that the wond'rous essence, Which gave such vigour to these strong nerved limbs Has leaped from its enclosure, and compelled This noble workmanship of nature, thus To sink Into a cold inactive clod? Nay sneak not off thus cowardly—poor fools Ye are as destitute of information As is ...
— A Book For The Young • Sarah French
... subjects hope, dread Sire— The crown upon your brows may flourish long, And that your arm may in your God be strong! O may your sceptre num'rous nations sway, And all with love and readiness obey! But how shall we the British king reward! Rule thou in peace, our father, and our lord! Midst the remembrance of thy favours past, The meanest peasants most admire the last* May George, beloved by ...
— Religious and Moral Poems • Phillis Wheatley
... racer outracing glance * He speeds, as though he would collar Doom: His steed's black coat is of darkest jet, * And likest Night in her nightliest gloom: Whose neigh sounds glad to the hearer's ears * Like thunders rolling in thun d'rous boom: If he race the wind he will lead the way, * And the lightning flash will ...
— The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, Volume 2 • Richard F. Burton
... 'sunny south'—wafts perfumed kisses to the wind; But, winds blow cold, And kiss of old, A trait'rous symbol ...
— She and I, Volume 1 • John Conroy Hutcheson
... the belly on the back and between two waters. I am not so dexte rous that you. Nothing is more easy than to swim; it do not what ...
— English as she is spoke - or, A jest in sober earnest • Jose da Fonseca
... thy chase is done; While our slumb'rous spells assail ye, Dream not with the rising sun, Bugles here shall sound reveille. Sleep! the deer is in his den; Sleep! thy hounds are by thee lying; Sleep! nor dream in yonder glen, How thy gallant steed lay dying. Huntsman, rest! thy chase is done; Think ...
— Graded Poetry: Seventh Year - Edited by Katherine D. Blake and Georgia Alexander • Various
... Rous'd was the dormant spirit of the brave, E'en lameness rose to succour and to save; For, though they both rever'd young Herbert's name, And knew ...
— Wild Flowers - Or, Pastoral and Local Poetry • Robert Bloomfield
... stirred the waves within, The mingled voice of Hadna and Odin, Doomed the fleeced tenant of the wild to bleed A guileless votive to his harmless creed, Then gladly grateful at each rite fulfilled, Sought the cool shadow where the spring distilled, And lightly lab'rous thro' the torpid day, Whiled in sweet peace the ...
— Autographs for Freedom, Volume 2 (of 2) (1854) • Various
... man of Thessaly, And he was wond'rous wise; He jump'd into a quickset hedge, And scratch'd out both his eyes. But when he saw his eyes were out, With all his might and main He jump'd into another hedge, And scratch'd ...
— The Nursery Rhyme Book • Unknown
... shame; 240 Would fain the shade of elder days recall, The Gothic battlements, the bannered hall; Or list of elfin harps the fabling rhyme, Or wrapped in melancholy trance sublime, Pause o'er the working of some wond'rous tale, Or bid the spectres of the castle hail! Oh, might I now, amid the frowning storm, Behold, great Vision of the Mount! thy form, Such and so vast as thou wert seen of yore, When looking steadfast to Bayonna's shore, 250 Thou sattest ...
— The Poetical Works of William Lisle Bowles, Vol. 1 • William Lisle Bowles
... Hell's command Prepared to cross the Irish main, Thus spake a prophet in our land, 'Mid traitors' scoff and fools' disdain, 'If Britannia cross the waves, Irish ever shall be slaves.' In vain the warning patriot spoke, In treach'rous guise Britannia came—Divided, bent us to her yoke, Till Ireland rose, in Freedom's name, and Britannia boldly braves! Irish are no longer slaves." The people were too busily engaged in selling pigs to pay much attention to the ...
— Ireland as It Is - And as It Would be Under Home Rule • Robert John Buckley (AKA R.J.B.)
... said I, "remark those worthies, and especially that tall meagre youth in the blue frock-coat, and the buff waistcoat; he is Mr. Ritson, the De Rous (viz. the ...
— Pelham, Complete • Edward Bulwer-Lytton
... converted into a frigate, mounted with 24 guns, and named the "Massachusetts." The rest of the naval force consisted of the ship "Caesar," of 20 guns; a vessel called the "Shirley," commanded by Captain Rous, and also carrying 20 guns; another, of the kind called a "snow," carrying 16 guns; one sloop of 12 guns, and two of 8 guns each; the "Boston Packet" of 16 guns; two sloops from Connecticut of 16 guns each; a privateer hired in Rhode Island, of 20 guns; the government sloop "Tartar" ...
— A Half-Century of Conflict, Volume II • Francis Parkman
... the num'rous human dools, Ill har'sts, daft bargains, cutty-stools, Or worthy friends rak'd i' the mools, Sad sight to see! The tricks o' knaves, or fash o' fools, Thou ...
— The Humourous Poetry of the English Language • James Parton
... meal; But calm, and bred in ignorance and toil, Each wish contracting, fits him to the soil. Cheerful at morn he wakes from short repose, 185 Breasts the keen air, and carols as he goes; With patient angle trolls the finny deep, Or drives his vent'rous plough-share to the steep; Or seeks the den where snow-tracks mark the way, And drags the struggling savage into day. 190 At night returning, every labour sped, He sits him down the monarch of a shed; Smiles by his cheerful fire, and round surveys His children's looks, that brighten at the blaze; ...
— The Complete Poetical Works of Oliver Goldsmith • Oliver Goldsmith
... o'clock in the morning, when the house divided on the order of the day, moved by ministers, and which was carried by a majority of eight, so that the motion of Lord John Cavendish was lost. Nothing daunted, however, opposition returned to the charge. On the 15th Sir John Rous moved:—"That the house could no longer repose confidence in ministers." This motion was also lost by a majority of nine; but Lord Surrey gave notice that he would make a motion to the same effect on the 20th, so that there was a prospect of the struggle being continued. ...
— The History of England in Three Volumes, Vol.III. - From George III. to Victoria • E. Farr and E. H. Nolan
... He still exists: but ah! how chang'd from him Whose gen'rous Belcour touch'd all hearts with rapture, Whose honest Major charm'd with native humour, Whose Charlotte, pleasant, frank and open hearted, Call'd forth our tears of pleasure—April showers! His pages now, stuff'd with false maudlin sentiment, Scarce please our ...
— The Mirror of Taste, and Dramatic Censor - Vol. I. No. 3. March 1810 • Various
... the venal pomp proceeds From echoing town to town! The clam'rous preacher and his train, Organ and bell with sound inane, The crimson cross, the book, the keys, The flag that spreads before the breeze, The triple-belted crown! It wends its way; and straw is sold— Yea! deadly drugs for heavy gold, To feeble hearts whose pulse is fear; And though ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, No. CCCXLV. July, 1844. Vol. LVI. • Various
... who first taught the chosen seed In the beginning how the heavens and earth Rose out of Chaos; or, if Sion hill Delight thee more, and Siloa's brook that flow'd Fast by the oracle of God, I thence Invoke thy aid to my advent'rous song. ...
— The Story of Troy • Michael Clarke
... Envenom'd too! Then, venom, to thy work. Here, thou incestuous, murd'rous, damned ...
— Hamlet • William Shakespeare
... around, before the feet of Zeus, and the dolphin rejoiced, and rising from the deeps, he tumbled on the swell of the sea. The Nereids arose out of the salt water, and all of them came on in orderly array, riding on the backs of sea-beasts. And himself, the thund'rous Shaker of the World, appeared above the sea, and made smooth the wave, and guided his brother on the salt sea path; and round him were gathered the Tritons, these hoarse trumpeters of the deep, blowing from their long conches ...
— Theocritus, Bion and Moschus rendered into English Prose • Andrew Lang
... thou wert to me, in childhood's hour, A wild and wond'rous region. Day by day Arose upon my youthful eye thy belt Of hills ...
— Devon, Its Moorlands, Streams and Coasts • Rosalind Northcote
... with trait'rous kiss her Saviour stung, Not she denied him with unholy tongue; She, while apostles shrank, could danger brave, Last at his cross, and earliest at ...
— Many Thoughts of Many Minds - A Treasury of Quotations from the Literature of Every Land and Every Age • Various
... soul that glorious light breaking In beauty untold o'er the land of the blest, As thou heard'st, in the hour of that wond'rous awaking— "Well done, faithful ...
— Lays from the West • M. A. Nicholl
... Esau fled, He by the hand of providence was led To Padan-aram, in Assyria, where He serv'd his uncle Laban twenty year; During which time he was in all things blest, And with a num'rous issue 'mongst the rest: Amongst whom none so pleasing in his sight As Joseph was, who was his chief delight: Who by the time that Jacob was return'd Into the land, where's fathers had sojourn'd, Was full arrived at seventeen ...
— The Works of John Bunyan • John Bunyan
... sleekit, cow'rin', tim'rous beastie, Oh, what a panic's in thy breastie! Thou needna start awa' sae hasty, Wi' bickering brattle! I wad be laith to rin and chase thee, Wi' ...
— Poems Every Child Should Know - The What-Every-Child-Should-Know-Library • Various
... supremacy bears out every proud and generous convert. Why is it maintained? The answer is directly given—"England (that is, the English aristocracy) is bigoted," and no Ministry dare give you redress. These are the very words of Captain Rous, the Tory member for Westminster, and the whole House assented to the fact. If you cannot redress—if you will not go into inquiry, lest this redress, so needed by us, should be fatal to your selfish power, then loose your hold of us, and we will redress ourselves; and we will do so with less injury ...
— Thomas Davis, Selections from his Prose and Poetry • Thomas Davis
... poison gas and rattling roar, Past ulc'rous craters, blackened foul and deep, These comrades 'stuck' as ne'er they had before. And kept together in their rushing sweep; Deafened and rattled, hung up in the wire, Helping each other thro' ...
— Over the Top With the Third Australian Division • G. P. Cuttriss |
