"E'en" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... the white robe o' His richteousness, but she was no near gude eneuch for them, sin she had lost her ain—and not ane soul i' a' the parish wad kneel down aside o' her. Miss Cary, I ne'er saw the minister's e'en flash out sparks o' fire as they did when he heard that! And what, think ye, ...
— Out in the Forty-Five - Duncan Keith's Vow • Emily Sarah Holt
... braw and bricht At e'en when bars are drawn, But can'le licht's a dowie sicht When dwinin' i' the dawn. Yet dawn can bring nae wearier day Than I hae dree'd yestre'en, An' comin' day may licht my way- Daylicht ...
— The Auld Doctor and other Poems and Songs in Scots • David Rorie
... 4. But, ah, were e'en my heart on fire With all the seraphim's desire, Till love a conflagration proved, Not yet ...
— The St. Gregory Hymnal and Catholic Choir Book • Various
... the doctor, "affords me an additional excuse for calling on them at an early day, so I'll e'en go to-morrow." ...
— Precaution • James Fenimore Cooper
... fair one bind the straggling pink, Cheer the sweet rose, the lupin, and the stock, And lend a staff to the still gadding pea. Ye fair, it well becomes you. Better thus Cheat time away, than at the crowded rout, Rustling in silk, in a small room, close-pent, And heated e'en to fusion; made to breathe A rank contagious air, and fret at whist, Or sit aside to sneer and ...
— The Botanical Magazine Vol. 8 - Or, Flower-Garden Displayed • William Curtis
... of Peleus spake: "Woman, with what vain vauntings triumphing Hast thou come forth against us, all athirst To battle with us, who be mightier far Than earthborn heroes? We from Cronos' Son, The Thunder-roller, boast our high descent. Ay, even Hector quailed, the battle-swift, Before us, e'en though far away he saw Our onrush to grim battle. Yea, my spear Slew him, for all his might. But thou—thine heart Is utterly mad, that thou hast greatly dared To threaten us with death this day! On thee Thy latest hour shall swiftly ...
— The Fall of Troy • Smyrnaeus Quintus
... the jungle, at the famous three-ring shows; and the calves are fierce and hungry, and they haven't sense to wait, till he gets a good position and has got his bucket straight; and they act as though they hadn't e'en a glimmering of sense, for they climb upon his shoulders ere he is inside the fence, and they butt him in the stomach, and they kick him everywhere, till he thinks he'd give a nickel for a decent chance to swear; then they all get ...
— Rippling Rhymes • Walt Mason
... forever, As those of yore. Not as the warrior, whose bright glories quiver O'er fields of gore; Nor e'en as they whose song down life's dark river Is ...
— Graham's Magazine Vol XXXII. No. 3. March 1848 • Various
... sky's triumphal arch The glories of the dawn begin. Our dead, our shadowy armies march E'en now, in silence, through Berlin; Dumb shadows, tattered, blood-stained ghosts But cast by what ...
— New York Times Current History: The European War, Vol 2, No. 1, April, 1915 - April-September, 1915 • Various
... all Thy works, No hint I see of damning; And think there's faith among the Turks, And hope for e'en the Brahmin. Harmless my mind is, and my mirth, And kindly is my laughter: I cannot see the smiling earth, And think ...
— The Paris Sketch Book Of Mr. M. A. Titmarsh • William Makepeace Thackeray
... sadness in thy face," the woman said softly as the young man looked out into the gathering dusk. "And a fear doth pain me lest my merry child hath gone from me forever. But yesterday thou wert my little one. When first I heard thy cry, e'en though thy cradle were a manger, it was as if angels sang, and the pressure of thy lips against my breast brought to my heart great joy as if the glory of the motherhood of all the ages were mine. When thou didst learn ...
— The Coming of the King • Bernie Babcock
... the ordinary way," was the grave reply. "The young are as polite as ever to their elders, an' their elders are e'en tryin' ...
— "Captains Courageous" • Rudyard Kipling
... "Look ye there, now! Man, and have ye noticed that too?" he cried triumphantly. "Ye have e'en the secret of it. We're good in emairgencies, the now; when the time comes when we get a glimmer that all life is emairgency and tremblin' peril, that every turn may be the wrong turn—when we can see that our petty system of suns and all is nobbut a wee darkling cockle-boat, driftin' ...
— Copper Streak Trail • Eugene Manlove Rhodes
... out of the coach with an oath and thrust his pistol into Harry's face. "Good e'en to you, bully. Now cut and run or I'll drill ...
— The Highwayman • H.C. Bailey
... Obliquely, do the thing shall breed the thought, Nor wrong the thought, missing the mediate word. So may you paint your picture, twice show truth, Beyond mere imagery on the wall,— So, note by note, bring music from your mind, Deeper than ever e'en Beethoven dived,— So write a book shall mean beyond the facts, Suffice the eye and save the ...
— Before the War • Viscount Richard Burton Haldane
... mischievously, and laughed aloud. "Better a grape for me than two figs for thee. Dost know the old proverb, Aunt Jeanne? Thou hadst thy figs; I will e'en pluck ...
— Between Whiles • Helen Hunt Jackson
... from the room on some trifling errand, herself appropriating the vacated seat, he saw in it no particular design, but in his usual pleasant way commenced talking with Carrie, who brightened up so much that grandma asked "if her headache wasn't e'en-a'most well!" ...
— 'Lena Rivers • Mary J. Holmes
... leads to happiness and truth, Unequal to the load this languid youth, (Oh, let none censure, if, untried by grief, If, amidst woe, untempted by relief), He stooped reluctant to low arts of shame, Which then, e'en then, he ...
— Lives of the Poets: Addison, Savage, and Swift • Samuel Johnson
... can't tell," replied he, "so I may e'en go on deck and tell father that I cannot manage it;" and as he said the latter part of this speech, the undaunted little villain actually laughed at the idea of gammoning his father, ...
— The Privateer's-Man - One hundred Years Ago • Frederick Marryat
... soon built of nice red brick, But she only thatched it with straw; And she thought that, however the Fox might kick, He could not get in e'en a paw. ...
— The Fox and the Geese; and The Wonderful History of Henny-Penny • Anonymous
... perceive that glory bright To fade so soon, to sink in night, And tottering to the grave: And when around he casts an eye On the cold earth, where he must die, The fate of e'en the brave.— ...
— Translations of German Poetry in American Magazines 1741-1810 • Edward Ziegler Davis
... recollection presents them to view; The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wild-wood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew; The wide-spreading pond, and the mill that stood by it, The bridge, and the rock where the cataract fell; The cot of my father, the dairy-house nigh it, And e'en the rude bucket which hung in the well. The old oaken bucket—the iron-bound bucket— The moss-covered bucket which hung in ...
— Gems of Poetry, for Girls and Boys • Unknown
... Pound of Powder, pox o'your Generosity, these great Ladies are grown as stingy as if they paid one ready Mony, were it not for a City-bubble now and then, I might e'en go dance with the ...
— The Fine Lady's Airs (1709) • Thomas Baker
... light Had dyed her glowing hue so bright, Served too in hastier swell to show Short glimpses of a breast of snow: What though no rule of courtly grace To measured mood had trained her pace,— A foot more light, a step more true, Ne'er from the heath-flower dashed the dew; E'en the slight harebell raised its head, Elastic from her airy tread: What though upon her speech there hung The accents of the mountain tongue,—- Those silver sounds, so soft, so dear, The listener ...
— The Lady of the Lake • Sir Walter Scott
... Madam," answered the Captain, "as to your hair-pinchers and shoe-blacks, you may puff off their manners, and welcome; and I am heartily glad you like 'em so well: but as to me, since you must needs make so free of your advice, I must e'en tell you, I never kept company ...
— Evelina • Fanny Burney
... E'en thus the envious Southron girds Complainin' fate wi' bitter words For a' the virtues she allots Unto the hardy race o' Scots. And when the sun the brae's abune He taks the train to London toun, Vowing he ne'er again will turn Tae Scottish crag or Hielan' ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 159, December 8, 1920 • Various
... thou mayest match the greatest B. in Court already," answered Chiffinch; "so e'en take thy own course of it. But do not let Chaubert forget to get some collation ready, and a souper au petit couvert, in case it should be commanded for ...
— Peveril of the Peak • Sir Walter Scott
... see how he can divide those two objects in his mind," replied Sandford, "therefore you must e'en visit him on, and take your chance, what reflections you may cause—but, be they what they will, time will steal away from you that power ...
— A Simple Story • Mrs. Inchbald
... monument shall be my gentle verse, Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read; And tongues to be your being shall rehearse, When all the breathers of this world are dead: You still shall live, such virtue hath my pen, Where breath most breathes, e'en in the mouth ...
— Biographia Literaria • Samuel Taylor Coleridge
... along the stream, Dark Vallombrosa in their dream. They sing, amidst the rain-drenched pines, Of Tuscan gold that ruddier shines Behind a saint's auroral face That shows e'en yet the ...
— Songs and Other Verse • Eugene Field
... distils, On the fond bridegroom's joy—the mourner's woe! And for the viewless wind, that gently blows Where'er it listeth, over field and flood, Whence coming, whither going, no man knows, Yet moved in secret at Thy will, Oh, God! E'en now it lifts a ring of shining hair From off the brow close to my bosom pressed— The loving angels scarce have brows more fair Than this, that looks so peaceful in its rest:— We bless Thee, Father, for our darling child, ...
— Words of Cheer for the Tempted, the Toiling, and the Sorrowing • T. S. Arthur
... E'en as I chant, lo! out of death, and out of ooze and slime, The blossoms rapidly blooming, sympathy, help, love, From west and east, from south and north and over sea, Its hot spurr'd hearts and hands humanity to human aid moves on; And from within a ...
— The Johnstown Horror • James Herbert Walker
... up our young men; and our maids were little softer; e'en such as Bow-may is (and kind is she withal), and it seemed in very sooth as if the Spirit of the Wolf was with us, and the roughness of the Waste made us fierce; and law we had not and heeded not, though love was ...
— The Roots of the Mountains • William Morris
... hide a monarch from himself.' Act i. sc. 4. 'To cant ... of reason to a lover.' Act iii. sc. 1. 'When e'en as love was breaking off from wonder, And tender accents quiver'd on my lips.' Ib. 'And fate lies crowded in a narrow space.' Act iii. sc. 6. 'Reflect that life and death, affecting sounds, Are only varied modes of endless being.' Act ii. sc. 8. 'Directs the planets with a careless nod.' Ib. ...
— Life Of Johnson, Vol. 1 • Boswell, Edited by Birkbeck Hill
... was confused, I perceive that I am weak to-day, and cannot justice do unto my powers; and sat him down as who should say, There, it is not much yet he that hath an arse to spare, let him fellow that, an' he think he can. By God, an' I were ye queene, I would e'en tip this swaggering braggart out o' the court, and let him air his grandeurs and break his intolerable wind before ye deaf ...
— 1601 - Conversation as it was by the Social Fireside in the Time of the Tudors • Mark Twain
... some night is mingled, And e'en our eye has something of its blackness. The glitter in the fabrics of our looms Is but the woof, the pattern, its true warp Is night. Aye, death is everywhere; and with our glances And with our words we cover him from sight, And like the children, ...
— The German Classics, v. 20 - Masterpieces of German Literature • Various
... more upon Honington Green Dwells the Matron whom most I revere, If by pert observation unseen, I e'en now could indulge a fond tear. E'er her bright Morn of Life was o'ercast, When my senses first woke to the scene, Some short happy hours she had past On ...
— An Essay on War, in Blank Verse; Honington Green, a Ballad; The - Culprit, an Elegy; and Other Poems, on Various Subjects • Nathaniel Bloomfield
... Heaven's sake, Berinthia, tell me what way I shall take to persuade you to come and live with me. Ber. Why, one way in the world there is, and but one. Aman. And pray what is that? Ber. It is to assure me—I shall be very welcome. Aman. If that be all, you shall e'en sleep here to-night. Ber. To-night. Aman. Yes, to-night. Ber. Why, the people where I lodge will think me mad. Aman. Let 'em think what they please. Ber. Say you so, Amanda? Why, then, they shall think what they please: for I'm a young widow, and I care not what anybody ...
— Scarborough and the Critic • Sheridan
... for, whatever the result, the mill has to be kept turning; apparently dust, and not flour, is the proceed. Well, there is gold in the dust, which is a fine consolation, since - well, I can't help it; night or morning, I do my darndest, and if I cannot charge for merit, I must e'en charge for toil, of which I have plenty and plenty more ahead before this cup is drained; sweat and hyssop ...
— Vailima Letters • Robert Louis Stevenson
... This fungus has been called Molly Puff, from its resemblance to a powder puff; also Devil's Snuff Box, Fuss Balls, and Puck Fists (from feist, crepitus ani, and Puck, the impish king of the fairies). In Scotland the Puff Ball is the blind man's e'en, because it has been believed that its dust will cause blindness; and in Wales it is the "bag ...
— Herbal Simples Approved for Modern Uses of Cure • William Thomas Fernie
... Hallow E'en and where is your school-girl who does not revel in its privileges? Mrs. Vincent, contrary to Miss Sturgis' preconceived ideas of what was possible and proper for a girls' school, though the latter ...
— Peggy Stewart at School • Gabrielle E. Jackson
... Grooms and Hostlers well is known, And often has without disdain In musty Barn and Manger lain, As if it had been only good To be for Birds and Beasts the Food. But now by new-inspired Force, It keeps alive both Man and Horse. Then speak, my Muse, for now I guess E'en what it is thou wouldst express: It is not Barley, Rye, nor Wheat, That can pretend to do the Feat: 'Tis Oates, bare Oates, that is become The Health of England, Bane of Rome, And Wonder of all Christendom. And therefore Oates has well ...
— Quaint Gleanings from Ancient Poetry • Edmund Goldsmid
... gentles, to my tale, Merrier than the nightingale; - For now I must relate, How that Sir Thopas rideth o'er Hill and dale and bright sea-shore, E'en to his ...
— Playful Poems • Henry Morley
... am, Uninterrupted; for no call is loud As that of hunger in the ears of man; Importunate, unreas'nable, it constrains His notice, more than all his woes beside. 270 So, I much sorrow feel, yet not the less Hear I the blatant appetite demand Due sustenance, and with a voice that drowns E'en all my suff'rings, till itself be fill'd. But expedite ye at the dawn of day My safe return into my native land, After much mis'ry; and let life itself Forsake me, may I but once more behold All that is mine, in my own lofty abode. He spake, whom all applauded, and advised, ...
— The Odyssey of Homer • Homer
... have asked than that which met the view, E'en had He been the child of sin—and she a sinner, too; But how must heavenly hosts have looked in breathless rapture on, Knowing Him, as ...
— The Poetical Works of Mrs. Leprohon (Mrs. R.E. Mullins) • Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
... attend: let me explain (Although an idler) weariness and pain. Man's ever rack'd and restless, here below, And at his best estate must labour know. Then comes fatigue. The Sisters nine may please And promise poets happiness and ease; But e'en amidst those trees, that cooling shade, That calm retreat for them expressly made, No rest they find—there rich effusions flow In all the measures bardic numbers know: Thus on their way in endless toil they move, And spend their strength in labours ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Vol. 14, Issue 382, July 25, 1829 • Various
... be you? Wal, ef I don't e'en a'most vum it's the same one! ef ye ha'n't been nigh abeout a hull year a-knittin' one ...
— Atlantic Monthly Volume 7, No. 40, February, 1861 • Various
... bride she is winsome and bonny, Her hair it is snooded sae sleek, And faithfu' and kind is her Johnny, Yet fast fa' the tears on her cheek. New pearlins are cause of her sorrow, New pearlins and plenishing too: The bride that has a' to borrow. Has e'en right mickle ado. Woo'd and married and a'! Woo'd and married and a'! Isna she very weel aff To be ...
— Library Of The World's Best Literature, Ancient And Modern, Vol 3 • Various
... trees near the house, and Randal and Jean would put out porridge for them to eat. And the great white swans floated in from the frozen lochs on the hills, and gathered round open reaches and streams of the Tweed. It was pleasant to be a boy then in the North. And at Hallow E'en they would duck for apples in tubs of water, and burn nuts in the fire, and look for the shadow of the lady Randal was to marry, in the mirror; but he only saw ...
— The Gold Of Fairnilee • Andrew Lang
... will none reply to me? The time is past that formed my life, my death term draweth nigh, * Will no man win the grace of God showing me clemency; And look with pity on my state, and clear my dark despair, * E'en with a draught of water dealt to cool ...
— The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, Volume 2 • Richard F. Burton
... you shall. As soon as ever you are fit. To-morrow, perhaps. To-day you must e'en be patient. Patience is a ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 17, No. 104, June, 1866 • Various
... little friend of yore, Of course you'd think my love a bore, It's not romantic: I've passed beyond the football stage, And e'en despair is saved by age ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 104, January 14, 1893 • Various
... this our mortal life, I found one in a gloomy wood, astray Gone from the path direct; and e'en to tell It were no easy task, how savage wild That forest, how robust and rough its growth, Which to remember only, my dismay Renews, in bitterness not ...
— Heroes of Modern Europe • Alice Birkhead
... young woman of the name of E., with whom I was once acquainted, 'in life's morning march, when my spirit was young.' This young woman wished me to write to her some time since, though I have nothing to say—I e'en put it off, day by day, till at last, fearing that she will 'curse me by her gods,' I feel constrained to sit down and tack a few lines together, which she may call a letter or not as she pleases. Now if the young woman expects sense in this production, she will find herself miserably ...
— The Life of Charlotte Bronte - Volume 1 • Elizabeth Gaskell
... hill! old hill! thou gashed and hairy Lear Whom the divine Cordelia of the year, E'en pitying Spring, will vainly strive to cheer— King, but too poor for any man to own, Discrowned, undaughtered and alone, Yet shall the great God turn thy fate, And bring thee back into thy monarch's state And majesty immaculate; So, through hot waverings of the August morn, A vision of great treasuries ...
— Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. 15, - No. 86, February, 1875 • Various
... human ear. Ten thousand warblers cheer the day, and one The livelong night: nor these alone, whose notes Nice-finger'd Art must emulate in vain, But cawing rooks, and kites that swim sublime In still-repeated circles, screaming loud, The jay, the pie, and e'en the boding owl That hails the rising moon, have charms for me. Sounds inharmonious in themselves and harsh, Yet heard in scenes where peace for ever reigns, And only there, please highly for ...
— Cowper • Goldwin Smith
... no a pair o' parallel lines in a' the compairison," returned Malcolm. "Mistress Kelpie here 's e'en ower ready to confess her fauts, an' that by giein' a taste o' them; she winna bide to be speired; but for haudin' aff o' them efter the bargain's made—ye ken she's no even responsible for the bargain. An' gien ye expec' me to haud my tongue aboot them—faith, ...
— The Marquis of Lossie • George MacDonald
... to thee, Nearer to thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be,— Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer ...
— Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern, Vol. 1 • Charles Dudley Warner
... joys of future years are past, To-morrow's hopes have fled away; Still let us love, and e'en at last We shall ...
— A Nonsense Anthology • Collected by Carolyn Wells
... nippin' my e'en," said one as he rubbed his eyes and blew his nose, sneezed and finally expectorated. "It's as thick as soor ...
— The Underworld - The Story of Robert Sinclair, Miner • James C. Welsh
... stay, e'en as thou art, All cold, and all serene— I still might press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been! While e'en thy chill, bleak corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own; But there I lay thee in thy grave— And I ...
— Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Volume 2, No. 12, May, 1851. • Various
... known among me as his deeds attest; * Which make noble origin manifest: Backbite not, lest other men bit thy back; * Who saith aught, the same shall to him be addrest: Shun immodest words and indecent speech * When thou speakest in earnest or e'en in jest.[FN229] We bear with the dog which behaves itself * But the lion is chained lest he prove a pest: And the desert carcases swim the main * While union-pearls on the sandbank rest[FN230]: No sparrow would hustle the sparrow-hawk, ...
— The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, Volume 9 • Richard F. Burton
... there a man would not love thee? Who could see Isolda And not sink at once into bondage blest? And if e'en it could be any were cold, did any magic draw him from thee, I'd bring the false one back to bondage, And bind him ...
— Tristan and Isolda - Opera in Three Acts • Richard Wagner
... pit me against that soldier, See if I beat him not into a jelly, And make his face e'en softer than a sponge."[429] ...
— Plutarch's Morals • Plutarch
... for me. I held my tongue, but drew my fee and eke my A.-G. salary. Not e'en the great calamity that overtook A.'s Ministry and raised the wizard, D.L.G., to offices of high degree disturbed my sweet serenity. Nor did I jib when Sir R.B. FINLAY took on unblushingly the job that seemed ...
— Punch, Volume 156, January 22, 1919. • Various
... E'en to her inmost soul the goddess shook; Then thus her anguish, and her passion broke: "Ungracious gods! with spite and envy cursed! Still to your own ethereal race the worst! Ye envy mortal and immortal joy, And love, the only sweet of life destroy, Did ever goddess by ...
— The Odyssey of Homer • Homer, translated by Alexander Pope
... a charming light I see, For which my own blind eyes would peer in vain; Stayed by your feet the burden I sustain Which my lame feet find all too strong for me; Wingless upon your pinions forth I fly; Heavenward your spirit stirreth me to strain; E'en as you will, I blush and blanch again, Freeze in the sun, burn 'neath a frosty sky. Your will includes and is the lord of mine; Life to my thoughts within your heart is given; My words begin to breathe upon your breath: Like to the moon am I, that cannot shine Alone; for lo! our eyes see nought ...
— Sonnets • Michael Angelo Buonarroti & Tommaso Campanella
... tuneful Orpheus' unresisted lay, Made rapid tygers bear their rage away; While groves attentive to th' extatic sound Burst from their roots, and raptur'd, danc'd around. Such feats the venerable Seers of old (When blissful years in golden circles roll'd) Chose and admir'd: e'en Goddesses and Gods (As poets feign) were fond of such abodes: Th' imperial consort of fictitious Jove, For fount full Ida forsook the realms above. Oft to Idalia on a golden cloud, Veil'd in a mist of fragrance, Venus rode; The num'rous altars to the queen were rear'd, And love-sick ...
— The Young Gentleman and Lady's Monitor, and English Teacher's Assistant • John Hamilton Moore
... nervous irritation; "there was nae luck in the land since Luckie turned Mistress, and Mistress my Leddy. And as for staying here, if it concerns you to ken, I may stay if I can pay a hundred pund sterling for the lease, and I may flit if I canna, and so gude e'en to you, Christie,"—and round went the ...
— Chronicles of the Canongate • Sir Walter Scott
... seen her since that fatal morn—her golden fetters rest As e'en the weight of incubus, upon her aching breast. And when the victor, Death, shall come to deal the welcome blow, He will not find one rose to swell the wreath that decks his brow: For oh! her cheek is blanch'd by grief which time may not assuage,— Thus early Beauty sheds ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Vol. 12, - Issue 344 (Supplementary Issue) • Various
... witchcraft of a stronger kind, Or cause too deep for human search to find, Makes earth-born weeds imperial man enslave,— Not little souls, but e'en the ...
— Tobacco; Its History, Varieties, Culture, Manufacture and Commerce • E. R. Billings
... the teacher of music the blackboard employs, The chalk must be used e'en in training the voice; Be it rhythm or melody, accent or force, He always insists on the regular course; Declaring the secret of musical skill Is found in the blackboard, the chalk, ...
— 1001 Questions and Answers on Orthography and Reading • B. A. Hathaway
... exuberant nature rankly rich, And knew his weary head was growing gray With a life's terrible experience, Found his old sense of proper worth revive; But modestly he ended: "Yet I felt, O holy Father, in the church, this morn, A strange security, a peace serene, As though e'en yet the Lord regarded me With merciful compassion; yea, as though Even so vile a worm as I might work Mine own salvation, through repentant prayers." "Presumptuous man, it is no easy task To expiate such sin; a space of prayer That deprecates ...
— The Poems of Emma Lazarus - Vol. I (of II.), Narrative, Lyric, and Dramatic • Emma Lazarus
... Phoebus-guarded ground Pausanias on his travels found Good poems, if he look'd, more rare (Though many) than good statues were— For these, in truth, were everywhere. Of bards full many a stroke divine In Dante's, Petrarch's, Tasso's line, The land of Ariosto show'd; And yet, e'en there, the canvas glow'd With triumphs, a yet ampler brood, Of Raphael and his brotherhood. And nobly perfect, in our day Of haste, half-work, and disarray, Profound yet touching, sweet yet strong, Hath risen Goethe's, Wordsworth's song; Yet ...
— Poetical Works of Matthew Arnold • Matthew Arnold
... "the sun is drawing his nightcap over his eyes, and dropping asleep. I believe I'll e'en take a nap mysel', and see what ...
— Boys and Girls Bookshelf (Vol 2 of 17) - Folk-Lore, Fables, And Fairy Tales • Various
... tongue, Full many a "Friend of Man" the muse has sung Unworthier than patrician CAVENDISH. Seeing him pass who may forbear the wish, Would more were like him!—Then the proud command, "Noblesse oblige" e'en ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Volume 102, Jan. 2, 1892 • Various
... an awful sense of wings: And, lo! the answer—"'Twas his lust That was his crime. Behold! E'en kings Must reckon with Me. ...
— Myth and Romance - Being a Book of Verses • Madison Cawein
... said—I say, but for that, and confound me, if she wadna hae curled up her nose at me and my five thousand pounds into the bargain, though her lassie should hae starved. But Jeannie was a perfect angel. She was about two or three and thirty, wi' light brown hair, hazel e'en, and a waist as jimp and sma' as ye ever saw upon a human creature. She dressed maist as plain as a Quakeress, but was a pattern o' neatness. Indeed, a blind man might seen she was a leddy born and bred; and then for sense, haud at ye there, I wad matched her against the minister ...
— Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, XXII • various
... you don't like me well enough to accept such a trifle from me, I'll e'en carry the thing ...
— In the Days of My Youth • Amelia Ann Blandford Edwards
... charms, sweet Province, sports like these, With sweet succession, taught e'en toil to please; These round thy bowers their cheerful influence shed, These were thy charms — but all these charms ...
— Native Life in South Africa, Before and Since • Solomon Tshekisho Plaatje
... laurels. Let me remain at home till there be real warfare to accomplish, and then let me come out again. This task is odious and sickening to me. Were it not that another might show more harshness and barbarity over it, I would e'en ...
— French and English - A Story of the Struggle in America • Evelyn Everett-Green
... half-heard breathing sound; why there I lose my head e'en now in doing this; But shortly ...
— The Defence of Guenevere and Other Poems • William Morris
... E'en so, methinks, did CLEOPATRA WOO Her vanquished victor, couched on scented roses, And PHARAOH from his throne With more imperious tone Addressed in some such terms rebellious MOSES; And esoteric priests in Theban shrines, Their ritual conned from hieroglyphic signs, ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 156, Jan. 8, 1919 • Various
... sapient uncle's; a gem, a toy, forsooth, the loan of crafty Edward. No! the Red Comyn is no king for Scotland; and who is there besides? The rightful heir—a cold, dull-blooded neutral—a wild and wavering changeling. I pray thee be not angered, Nigel; it cannot be gainsaid, e'en ...
— The Days of Bruce Vol 1 - A Story from Scottish History • Grace Aguilar
... hare! God send thee care! I am in a hare's likeness now; But I shall be a woman e'en now! Hare! hare! God send ...
— Memoirs of Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds • Charles Mackay
... I bring A needed warning, that thou guard thyself, For Horn will take thy life; I heard him vow To slay thee, or by sword or fire, this night. If thou demand what cause of hate he has, Know that the villain wooes thine only child, Fair Rymenhild, and hopes to wear thy crown. E'en now he tarries in the maiden's bower, As he has often done, and talks with her With guileful tongue, and cunning show of love. Unless thou banish him thou art not safe In life or honour, ...
— Hero-Myths & Legends of the British Race • Maud Isabel Ebbutt
... To find the mind's construction in the face: He was a gentleman, on whom I built An absolute trust. O worthiest cousin, (addressing himself to Macbeth.) The sin of my Ingratitude e'en now Was great ...
— Hazlitt on English Literature - An Introduction to the Appreciation of Literature • Jacob Zeitlin
... is gone, and darkness reigns E'en in the realms 'above the clouds,' Ah! how can light, or tranquil peace, Shine o'er ...
— Japanese Literature - Including Selections from Genji Monogatari and Classical - Poetry and Drama of Japan • Various
... conscience canna be otherwise wi' they folk,—and ye ken, Errington, there's something in your wife's look that maks a body hesitate before tellin' a lee. Weel—what wi' her face an' the auld bonde's talk, I reflectit that I couldna be a meen-ister as meen-isters go,—an' that I must e'en follow oot the Testament's teachings according to ma own way of thinkin'. First, I fancied I'd rough it abroad as a meesionary—then I remembered the savages at hame, an' decided to attend to them before onything else. Then my aunt's siller came in handy—in ...
— Thelma • Marie Corelli
... no more, what I have been And ne'er again shall be so. My summer bright, my spring time green, Have flown out of the window. Oh love, my master thou hast been, I, first of gods, instal thee, Oh! could I e'en be born again, Thou ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Vol. 12, - Issue 343, November 29, 1828 • Various
... will. I am no child, no babe: Your betters have endured me say my mind, And, if you cannot, best you stop your ears. My tongue will tell the craving of my heart, Or else my heart, concealing it, will break; And rather than it shall, I will be free E'en to the ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 101, December 12, 1891 • Various
... I have unadvisedly led thee to the top of as high a hill as Mr Allworthy's, and how to get thee down without breaking thy neck, I do not well know. However, let us e'en venture to slide down together; for Miss Bridget rings her bell, and Mr Allworthy is summoned to breakfast, where I must attend, and, if you please, shall be glad ...
— The History of Tom Jones, a foundling • Henry Fielding
... laughin, "e'en let it be sae, then; but the scoonrils ocht to be mair carefu' wha ...
— Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume III • Various
... Jack, rising, "if he won't come to see me, I'll e'en go and see him. Besides, I have a great desire to witness their proceedings at this temple of theirs. Will you go ...
— The Coral Island • R.M. Ballantyne
... goes, stands the bridge all sparkling; And his mind bewilder'd grows, and his eye swims darkling. Wakening, giddying, then comes in, with a deadly fright, Memory of all his sin, rushing on his sight. But when forward steps the just, he is safe e'en here: Round him gathers holy trust, and drives back his fear. Each good deed's a mist, that wide, golden borders gets; And for him the bridge, each side, shines ...
— The Destiny of the Soul - A Critical History of the Doctrine of a Future Life • William Rounseville Alger
... they hae gentle forms an' meet, A man wi' half a look may see; An' gracefu' airs, an' faces sweet, An' waving curls aboon the bree; An' smiles as soft as the young rose-bud, An' e'en sae pauky, bright, an' rare, Wad lure the laverock frae the clud— But, laddie, seek to ken nae mair! O, ...
— The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume II. - The Songs of Scotland of the past half century • Various
... know A heart that cares for them; They recognize a friend or foe, At instantaneous ken. No mask can shield a fraud or fool, E'en from a puerile mind; It knows by rules not learned at school The way true hearts to find. An earnest love, unbounded, firm,— A God-gift from our birth— By far outweighs the noblest charm Can be ...
— Our Profession and Other Poems • Jared Barhite
... stars! ye eyes that, e'en in sleep, Can thus my senses chain'd in wonder keep, Say, if when closed, your beauties thus I feel, Oh, what when open, would ye ...
— A Love Story • A Bushman
... the Talmud—that you should involve yourself in the inscrutable and gloomy Fate which it is my mission to accomplish, and which wreathes itself—e'en now—about in temples. I will not reproach, for I have wronged you. May the Furniture ...
— Life And Adventures Of Martin Chuzzlewit • Charles Dickens
... me, my darling, And I hate these gnats in summer E'en as though they were a rabble Of vile ...
— The Poems of Emma Lazarus - Vol. II. (of II.), Jewish Poems: Translations • Emma Lazarus
... appears, And in Midst of his Passion he swears, If he knew but the nasty Dog Who had sh - - t at his Gate like a Rogue, He'd do to him Lord knows what. Quoth the Wit — why know you not that? Then, Neighbour, e'en save your Pence, For his Learning is all a Pretence: If he knows not who sh - t——of course, He nothing can know of your Horse. And no Light can his Figures afford, Whose Conjuring's not worth a T—— So as wise our two Clowns came Home, As any ...
— The Merry-Thought: or the Glass-Window and Bog-House Miscellany - Parts 2, 3 and 4 • Hurlo Thrumbo (pseudonym)
... "So I wuz e'en a'most. But wuss still was that villian of a sentry blazing away at me. It's lucky the night wuz so dark. But I thought I'd have to give up afore I got to land. I had to lie on the beach panting like a dying mackerel. Well, I walked all night to Cape Vincent, and at daybreak ...
— Neville Trueman the Pioneer Preacher • William Henry Withrow
... the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit, rest thee now; E'en while with us thy footsteps trode, His seal was on thy brow. Dust to its narrow home beneath, Soul to its place on high; They that have seen thy look in death, No more may fear ...
— Excellent Women • Various
... evening he regained consciousness and bade farewell to those about him. "Good-by, good-by, all; it is God's way; His will be done." The murmured words came from his lips, "Nearer, my God, to Thee; e'en tho' it be a cross ...
— History of the United States, Volume 5 • E. Benjamin Andrews
... sing that Song[1] which moved a world to tears, London Laundrydom on Strike now in Hyde park appears. Ah! since Eighteen Forty-One much has been tried—and done, But Punch finds no lack of labour e'en ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 101, July 18, 1891 • Various
... quicken'd Death's once halting pace. Daedalus the void air tried On wings, to humankind by Heaven denied; Acheron's bar gave way with ease Before the arm of labouring Hercules. Nought is there for man too high; Our impious folly e'en would climb the sky, Braves the dweller on the steep, Nor lets the bolts of ...
— Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace • Horace
... monuments of Avignon, Arles, Nimes, Le Puy, Perigueux, Carcassonne, and Poitiers than to those of the Midi. Is it that the days of cheap travel and specially conducted tours, when ten or fifteen guineas will take one to the Swiss or Italian lakes, or e'en to Rome and Florence, has caused this apparent neglect of the country lying between? Certainly our forefathers travelled more wisely, but then prices and means of locomotion were on quite a different scale in those days, and not infrequently they were obliged to confine their travels ...
— The Cathedrals of Northern France • Francis Miltoun
... mother had been a famous huckster—and never missed her post in the Philadelphia market for thirty years, and this was her child's inheritance, and with this money he had fixed up his old hut, till it looked 'e'en a'most inside like a ...
— Miriam Monfort - A Novel • Catherine A. Warfield
... eye bedazzles e'en the brain, "Thy gallant brow bespeaks the front of Jove; "While smiles enchant me, tears in torrents rain, "And each ...
— Tales for Fifteen: or, Imagination and Heart • James Fenimore Cooper
... sea; e'en now my heart's best treasure Thou bearest on thy breast; On thee he spends a life that knows no leisure A scanty wage to wrest. Be kind, O sea, whose limits boundless are, And rest, oh rest, upon ...
— Welsh Lyrics of the Nineteenth Century • Edmund O. Jones
... close, For Death broods voiceless in the darkening sky; Subsides the breeze; the untroubled waves repose; The scene is peaceful all. Can Death be nigh, When thus, mute and unarm'd, his vassals lie? Mark ye that cloud! There toils the imprisoned gale; E'en now it comes, with voice uplifted high; Resound the shores, harsh screams the rending sail, And roars th' amazed wave, ...
— My Schools and Schoolmasters - or The Story of my Education. • Hugh Miller
... are mounted, a wonderful pair, And the boldest who sees them must e'en hold his breath. Their breastplates and greaves glitter bright in the air; They have sworn ere they met they would fight to the death. And the heart of the Queen of the Tournament sinks At the might of Sir GOLF, the Red Knight of ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 99., October 11, 1890 • Various
... complete From seeds appropriate; whose wild discortderst, Reared by their strange diversities of form, With ruthless war so broke their proper paths, Their motions, intervals, conjunctions, weights, And repercussions, nought of genial act Till now could follow, nor the seeds themselves E'en though conjoined in mutual bonds, co Thus air, secreted, rose o'er laboring earth; Secreted ocean flowed; and the pure fire, Secreted too, ...
— Christianity and Greek Philosophy • Benjamin Franklin Cocker
... true enough," muttered Jael between her teeth. "We must e'en fight, as Mordecai's people fought, hand to hand, until they ...
— John Halifax, Gentleman • Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
... judge the baronet, E'en though he shaded all my brighter life; My duty bids me all the past forget, For he has given me a loving wife. So be it mine all passions to control, And speed me home to ...
— The Song of the Exile—A Canadian Epic • Wilfred S. Skeats
... hopp'd Shrimp, and stood at once Up at the winning-place; While Reynard still look'd back and cried, "How now, who wins the race! Where are you, villain? where are you? Not e'en in sight, I trow!" "Nay, pardon, sir," behind him cried That sly Shrimp ...
— Little Folks - A Magazine for the Young (Date of issue unknown) • Various
... to touch the ear, Said: "E'en the blindest man Can tell what this resembles most: Deny the fact who can, This marvel of an elephant ...
— The New McGuffey Fourth Reader • William H. McGuffey
... rogue and fool by fits is fair and wise; And e'en the best, by fits, what they despise." —Pope's ...
— The Grammar of English Grammars • Goold Brown
... Pandora, tho' formed of Clay, Was fairer than the Light of Day. By Venus learned in Beauty's Arts, And destined thus to conquer Hearts. A Goddess of this Town, I ween, Fair as Pandora, scarce Sixteen, Is destined, e'en by Jove's Command, To conquer all of Maryland. Oh, Bachelors, play have a Care, For She will all your ...
— The Crossing • Winston Churchill
... concealing, The Telephone—'tis but a travelling Voice!— Need not be the agent of reckless revealing, And caution must often be candour's wise choice. Unwisdom is sure to be sometimes caught napping, And tongues may wag foolishly e'en through the wire. Facilities freer for summary ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 100, March 28, 1891 • Various
... the sovereign sun had crowned the palms Standing in stately clusters; and from thence Scaled the high walls and climbed the citadel, Pouring a parting radiance on the tower Of San Sebastian: mounting to its goal, It swept the public dial plate and lay, E'en in the face of stern recording time Smiling significance; thence slowly crept Up to the turret, blazing, momently, Thence reached the dizzy ball; and, last of all, Kissed with its ...
— The Continental Monthly , Vol. 2 No. 5, November 1862 - Devoted to Literature and National Policy • Various
... than once to her son, in order to bring him to speak freely to her, that a young man must e'en take his pleasure; but he never dared to trust her with his secret; he feared her, tho' he loved her; for she was of the race of the Ogres, and the King would never have married her, had it not been for her vast riches; it was even whispered about the court, that she had Ogreish inclinations, ...
— The Fairy Tales of Charles Perrault • Charles Perrault
... face And form, so fraught with loveliness and grace, In which, to our creation, she has given Her prime proof of creative power above? What fountain nymph or goddess ever let Such lovely tresses float of gold refined Upon the breeze, or in a single mind, Where have so many virtues ever met, E'en though those charms have slain my bosom's weal? He knows not love who has not seen her eyes Turn when she sweetly speaks, or smiles, or sighs, Or how the power of love can ...
— The Sonnets, Triumphs, and Other Poems of Petrarch • Petrarch
... where sleeps the gloaming clock, And wakes the earliest bee! As spirits from eternal day Look down on earth, secure, Look here, and wonder, and survey A world in miniature: A world not scorned by Him who made E'en weakness by his might; But solemn in his depth of shade, And splendid in his light. Light!—not alone on clouds afar, O'er storm-loved mountains spread, Or widely teaching sun and star, Thy glorious thoughts are read; Oh, no I thou art a wondrous book To sky, and sea, and land— A page on which ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Vol. 20, No. - 581, Saturday, December 15, 1832 • Various
... north-west, From the east a mighty tempest, Far away the tempest drove me, Swimming from the land still further, Many days have I been floating, Many days have I been swimming, 80 On this wide expanse of water, Out upon the open ocean. And I cannot now conjecture, Cannot guess, nor e'en imagine, How I finally shall perish, And what death shall overtake me Whether I shall die of hunger, Or shall sink ...
— Kalevala, Volume I (of 2) - The Land of the Heroes • Anonymous
... o'erflowing Must fresh pain and smarting cause, Swift, to void the beaker going, Shall she in her watching pause. Then doth Loki Loudly cry; Shrieks of terror, Groans of horror, Breaking forth in thunder peals With his writhings scared Earth reels. Trembling and quaking, E'en high Heav'n shaking! So wears he out his awful doom, Until dread Ragnarok ...
— Myths of the Norsemen - From the Eddas and Sagas • H. A. Guerber
... green, The foremost in the festive scene; 'Twas then she followed all her will, And wedded William of the hill. No heart had he for prayer and praise, No thought of God's most holy ways: Of worldly gains he loved to speak, In worldly cares he spent his week; E'en Sunday passed unheeded by, And both forgot that they ...
— Stories for the Young - Or, Cheap Repository Tracts: Entertaining, Moral, and Religious. Vol. VI. • Hannah More
... the daisies, from the soil Upbreathing wordless messages of love, Soothing of earth-born brethren the toil And lifting e'en ...
— The Making of an American • Jacob A. Riis
... cabin, separate From everything the world regarded great, Where wealth had never pressed its greedy feet, Where honor, pomp or fame found no retreat; E'en there was born beneath the eye of God The noblest man ...
— The Poets' Lincoln - Tributes in Verse to the Martyred President • Various
... I said to him, or if I said anything at all. And he just said, 'Well, mother!' with his heartsome smile, and the shine of tears in his bonny blue e'en," said Janet, with a laugh that might very easily have changed to a sob; "and oh! bairns, if ever I carried a thankful heart to a throne of grace, I ...
— Janet's Love and Service • Margaret M Robertson
... mind within Should from earth's Babel-clamor be kept free, E'en that His still small voice and step might be Heard at its inner shrine, Through that deep hush of soul, with clearer thrill? Then should I grieve?—O ...
— Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Vol. 2, No. 8, January, 1851 • Various
... circumgyreth fast, Refuseth nothing that therein is cast, But whatsoever is to it assign'd Gladly receives and willing is to grynd, But if the violence be with nothing fed, It wasts itselfe: e'en so the heart mis-led, Still turning round, unstable as the Ocean, Never at rest, but in continuall Motion, Sleepe or awake, is still in agitation Of ...
— St. George and St. Michael • George MacDonald
... just dues, ere yet it be too late; For we are poor, our huts are cold, we starve, we die, While you are rich, your fires are warm, your harvests lie High heaped above the hunting grounds, our fathers' graves, We sold you long ago. Alas! our famished braves Have sold e'en their own graves! When dead, our bones shall stay To whiten on the ground, that our Great Father may More surely see where his Dacotah children died— His dusky children whom ye robbed, and ...
— Continental Monthly, Vol. 5, Issue 2, February, 1864 • Various
... na (needed not) hae dune that," was the reply. "He's jist as hairmless, e'en at the warst, as ony lamb. He's but a puir cratur wha's tribble's ower strang for him—that's a'. Sawtan has as little to du wi' him as wi' ...
— Malcolm • George MacDonald
... old man, "I suppose I am not going to hurt ye, for the master won't have anything hurt; so come along, Boxer; and dinna ye be fetchin' a chiel oot o' bed at sic a time o' nicht again, or ye may e'en stop i' the water." And then the old gardener went off to his cottage; and Boxer, after a run back and a scamper round the rescued hedgehog, ...
— Featherland - How the Birds lived at Greenlawn • George Manville Fenn
... "E'en as the rise of the tide is told, By drift-wood on the beach, So can our pen mark on the page How high our thoughts ...
— The Woman with a Stone Heart - A Romance of the Philippine War • Oscar William Coursey
... forced the strife upon me without cause, and loaded me with blows; but in that ye so conjure me, I am he that will harm no man for profit to myself save that he first attack me. And since it seemeth good to ye I will e'en lay the strife in respite. God grant me good counsel therein, since I do it not for cowardice, but for love of ye and ...
— The Romance of Morien • Jessie L. Weston
... Served too in hastier swell to show 350 Short glimpses of a breast of snow. What though no rule of courtly grace To measured mood had trained her pace,— A foot more light, a step more true, Ne'er from the heath-flower dashed the dew; 355 E'en the slight harebell raised its head, Elastic from her airy tread. What though upon her speech there hung The accents of the mountain tongue— Those silver sounds, so soft, so dear, 360 The listener ...
— Lady of the Lake • Sir Walter Scott
... surging, shouting, cheering throng, and the air was thick with hats, and flags, and handkerchiefs, waving a hearty welcome to our British brethren from across the seas. The Canadians, about 1000 strong, were "a sicht for sair e'en," as the Scots would say, a hale, well-grown, muscular set of men, who evidently appreciated the magnificent reception that was accorded them, and who as evidently meant to earn laurels in the service of the great Queen Mother. ...
— South Africa and the Transvaal War, Vol. 2 (of 6) - From the Commencement of the War to the Battle of Colenso, - 15th Dec. 1899 • Louis Creswicke
... sort: And who has one good year in three, And yet repines at destiny, Appears ungrateful in the case, And merits not the good he has. Then let us welcome the New Guest With lusty brimmers of the best; Mirth always should Good Fortune meet, And renders e'en Disaster sweet: And though the Princess turn her back, Let us but line ourselves with sack, We better shall by far hold out, Till the next ...
— The Works of Charles and Mary Lamb, Volume 2 • Charles Lamb
... whole.[1] Resolved that tho' St. Athanasius In damning souls is rather spacious— Tho' wide and far his curses fall, Our Church "hath stomach for them all;" And those who're not content with such, May e'en be ...
— The Complete Poems of Sir Thomas Moore • Thomas Moore et al
... mistress, and being always very frugal, he had got by him in the whole upwards of sixty pounds. This, thinks he, with prudent management, will be enough to support me as long as I live, and so I'll e'en lay aside all thoughts of future business, and make the best of my way to Cornwall, and there find out some safe and solitary retreat, where I may have liberty to meditate and make my melancholy observations upon the several ...
— Dickory Cronke - The Dumb Philosopher, or, Great Britain's Wonder • Daniel Defoe
... good Hermes, change thy rede And I will to thy words give heed. But ne'er to me such counsel name As e'en to think upon were shame, Whate'er Prometheus may betide, Be mine to suffer at his side. Of all foul things abhorred by me ...
— Specimens of Greek Tragedy - Aeschylus and Sophocles • Goldwin Smith
... noble mien and noble heart stood at the maiden's bedside, bathing her swollen face, pushing back her silken curls, counting her rapid pulses, and once, when she slept, kissing her parched lips, e'en though he knew that with that kiss he inhaled, perhaps, his death! James De Vere had never for a day lost sight of Maude. Immediately after her return he had written to the physician requesting a ...
— Cousin Maude • Mary J. Holmes
... himself the heaven's breath. Air, quoth he, thy cheeks may blow; Air, would I might triumph so! But, alack, my hand is sworn Ne'er to pluck thee from thy thorn: Vow, alack, for youth unmeet; Youth so apt to pluck a sweet. Do not call it sin in me That I am forsworn for thee: Thou for whom e'en Jove would swear Juno but an Ethiope were, And deny himself for Jove, Turning mortal for ...
— The Golden Treasury - Of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language • Various |
