"Bedew" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... serves to show What well may move the deepest sigh, And force a tear from pity's eye. You there may see a meagre pair, Worn out with labour, grief, and care: Whose naked babes, in hungry mood, Complain of cold and cry for food; Whilst tears bedew the mother's cheek, And sighs the father's grief bespeak; For fire or raiment, bed or board, ...
— Cottage Poems • Patrick Bronte
... all that appertains to them, the dust of earth seems never to have settled? Two lovers whom the priest has blessed this blessed morn and sent them forth, with one of the bride-maids, on the matrimonial tour.—Take my blessing too, ye happy ones! May the sky not frown upon you nor clouds bedew you with their chill and sullen rain! May the hot sun kindle no fever in your hearts! May your whole life's pilgrimage be as blissful as this first day's journey, and its close be gladdened with even brighter ...
— Twice Told Tales • Nathaniel Hawthorne
... lover's rose is dead, Or laid aside forlorn: Then willow-garlands 'bout the head Bedew'd ...
— Book of English Verse • Bulchevy
... one good action in the midst of crimes Is "quite refreshing," in the affected phrase[461] Of these ambrosial, Pharisaic times, With all their pretty milk-and-water ways, And may serve therefore to bedew these rhymes, A little scorched at present with the blaze Of conquest and its consequences, which Make Epic poesy so ...
— The Works of Lord Byron, Volume 6 • Lord Byron
... felt by him, and is vividly presented. The great merit of his characters lies in their realism. Of the Earl of Lauderdale he says that 'He made a very ill appearance: He was very big: His hair red, hanging oddly about him: His tongue was too big for his mouth, which made him bedew all that he talked to.' There is no hint of this in Clarendon's character of Lauderdale, nor could Clarendon have spoken with the same directness. Burnet has no circumlocutions, just as in private life ...
— Characters from 17th Century Histories and Chronicles • Various
... shall scan, Must trace those Virtues that exalt the man, The bold achievement and heroic deed To honor's fame, the laurel'd Brave that lead, Long for his merits and unsully'd name (Dear to his friends and sanctify'd name); His clay cold relics shall his country mourn, And with her tears bedew his ...
— The Story of Commodore John Barry • Martin Griffin
... consult the season in either the colors or style of their costumes, never wore boots, and walked in the middle of winter with their pretty little feet pinched into miniature slippers incapable of excluding as much moisture as might bedew a primrose. ...
— Perley's Reminiscences, Vol. 1-2 - of Sixty Years in the National Metropolis • Benjamin Perley Poore |
