"Prest" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... when young Walter was born, but his mother seems to have remained a Catholic. In the persecution under Mary, she, as we learn from Foxe, went into Exeter to visit the heretics in gaol, and in particular to see Agnes Prest before her burning. Mrs. Raleigh began to exhort her to repentance, but the martyr turned the tables on her visitor, and urged the gentlewoman to seek the blessed body of Christ in heaven, not on earth, and this with so much sweet persuasiveness that when Mrs. Raleigh 'came ...
— Raleigh • Edmund Gosse
... made to serve the King.] And with their Bows and Arrows did as good service as any of the rest but afterwards when they returned home again they removed farther in the Woods, and would be seen no more, for fear of being afterwards prest ...
— An Historical Relation Of The Island Ceylon In The East Indies • Robert Knox
... see! o'er gentle Andre's tomb, The victim of his own despair, Who fell in life's exulting bloom, Nor deem'd that life deserv'd a care; O'er the cold earth his relicks prest, Lo! Britain's drooping legions rest; For him the swords they sternly grasp, appear Dim with a sigh, and sullied ...
— Poems (1786), Volume I. • Helen Maria Williams
... prest with grief I'll cry to heaven for their relief; And by my warm petitions prove How much I prize their ...
— Hymns for Christian Devotion - Especially Adapted to the Universalist Denomination • J.G. Adams
... man, This blackest moment since the world began. Ah mournful turn! the blissful earth, who late At leisure on her axle roll'd in state; While thousand golden planets knew no rest, Still onward in their circling journey prest; A grateful change of seasons some to bring, And sweet vicissitude of fall and spring: Some thro' vast oceans to conduct the keel, And some those watery worlds to sink, or swell: Around her some their splendours to display, And gild her globe with tributary ...
— The Poetical Works of Edward Young, Volume 2 • Edward Young
... moneths September is the prime, Now day and night are equal in each Clime, The twelfth of this Sol riseth in the Line, And doth in poizing Libra this month shine. The vintage now is ripe, the grapes are prest, Whose lively liquor oft is curs'd and blest: For nought so good, but it may be abused, But its a precious juice when well its used. The raisins now in clusters dryed be, The Orange, Lemon dangle on the tree: The Pomegranate, ...
— Anne Bradstreet and Her Time • Helen Campbell
... Eroude kyng of Judee ther was a prest Zacarye by name, of the sort of Abia: and his wyf was of the doughtris of Aaron, and hir name ...
— The Grammar of English Grammars • Goold Brown
... lay the buried god, and Time Seemed to decree eternity of lime; But pity, like a dew-drop, gently prest Almighty Veeshnoo's {40} adamantine breast: He, the preserver, ardent still To do whate'er he says he will, From South-hill wing'd his way, To raise the drooping lord of day. All earthly spells the busy one o'erpower'd; He ...
— Rejected Addresses: or, The New Theatrum Poetarum • James and Horace Smith
... wishes to be represented on it, "tout armez de fier de guerre." Stanley, "Historical Memorials of Canterbury," 1885, p. 132. The tomb of Richard II. at Westminster was built in his lifetime and under his eyes. The original indentures have been preserved, by which "Nicholas Broker et Godfrey Prest, citeins et copersmythes de Loundres" agree to have the statues of Richard and Anne made, such as they are seen to day with "escriptures en tour la dite toumbe," April 14, 1395. Another contract concerns the marble masonry; both are in the Record Office, "Exchequer ...
— A Literary History of the English People - From the Origins to the Renaissance • Jean Jules Jusserand
... Blew Boar, where I drunk the delicatest Wine that ever my lips tasted. You never tasted the like on't. If I should live a thousand year, the tast would never be out of my thoughts. Nay, if the Gods do yet drink Nectar, it is certainly prest out of those Grapes. Words cannot possibly Decipher or express the tast, though Tully himself, the father of eloquence, having drunk of it, would make the Oration. What do you think then, if you and I went thither immediately and drunk one pint of it ...
— The Ten Pleasures of Marriage and The Confession of the New-married Couple (1682) • A. Marsh
... light smote on it from the west; He drew the covering from his breast, Against his heart that hair he prest; Death him soon ...
— The Defence of Guenevere and Other Poems • William Morris
... lisping tongue that fondrels count a grace, But doth to well tun'd harmony incline, A necke inferior nought vnto the face, And breath most apt for to be prest by thine, Now if the vtter view so glorious proue, Iudge how the ...
— Seven Minor Epics of the English Renaissance (1596-1624) • Dunstan Gale
... thereabouts; and the Tithes and Messuages of Whateley are no great Matter, being mortgaged for about as much moore, and he hath lent Sights of Money to them that won't pay, so 'tis hard to be thus prest. Poor Father! 'twas good of him to give me this ...
— Mary Powell & Deborah's Diary • Anne Manning
... a light Caique along the foam, Danced on the shore the daughters of the land, No thought had man or maid of rest or home, While many a languid eye and thrilling hand Exchanged the look few bosoms may withstand, Or gently prest, returned the pressure still: Oh Love! young Love! bound in thy rosy band, Let sage or cynic prattle as he will, These hours, and only these, redeem Life's years ...
— The Works of Lord Byron, Volume 2 • George Gordon Byron
... 24th.—To Lanslot Thirkill of London, upon a prest for his shipp going towards the ...
— The Story of Newfoundland • Frederick Edwin Smith, Earl of Birkenhead
... firm battalions prest, And he, like the tenth wave, drove on the rest. Fierce, gallant, young, he shot through every place, Urging their flight, and hurrying on the chase, He hung upon their rear, or lighten'd ...
— The Letters of Horace Walpole, Volume 1 • Horace Walpole
... of her own power Has nothing in herself, not even love, But an unwitting void thereof), Gives back to thee in sanctities of flower; And holy odours do her bosom invest, That sweeter grows for being prest: Though dear recoil, the tremorous nurse of joy, From thine embrace still startles coy, Till Phosphor lead, at thy returning hour, The laughing captive from ...
— New Poems • Francis Thompson
... on Colorado r., est., abandonment, county seat of Pah-ute Co. Camels—Brought by Beale survey Campbell, Gov. T. E.—Assistance in work, circumtoured Grand Canyon, Prest. League of the Southwest Cannon, Angus M.—At Callville, on Colorado r. Cannon, David H.—Baptism of Shivwits at St. George, photo. Carson, Kit—Guide of Kearny exp., carried dispatches east, campaign against Navajo Carson Valley, ...
— Mormon Settlement in Arizona • James H. McClintock
... who sets such a sight of things a-going; it can't all end in nothing. Where there are no human beings, there dwell the silent spirits of the mountains and woods: but if they are too much squeezed,—for when not prest for room and left in peace they will live on good terms with man and beast,—but when one elbows them too close, and into their very ribs, they grow pettish and mischievous: then come deaths, earthquakes, floods, conflagrations, landslips, ...
— The Old Man of the Mountain, The Lovecharm and Pietro of Abano - Tales from the German of Tieck • Ludwig Tieck
... mother Ida, harken ere I die. 75 He prest the blossom of his lips to mine, And added 'This was cast upon the board, When all the full-faced presence of the Gods Ranged in the halls of Peleus; whereupon Rose feud, with question unto whom 'twere due: 80 But ...
— Selections from Wordsworth and Tennyson • William Wordsworth and Alfred Lord Tennyson
... already won, or the promise of others, still brighter, that awaited me. Yet, even in the midst of all this, the same dark thoughts had presented themselves; the perishableness of myself and all around me every instant recurred to my mind. Those hands I had prest—those eyes, in which I had seen sparkling a spirit of light and life that should never die—those voices that had talked of eternal love—all, all, I felt, were but a mockery of the moment, and would leave nothing eternal but the silence ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Vol. 10, Issue 262, July 7, 1827 • Various
... jetty Are your pinions, you are pretty: And what matter were it though You were blacker than a crow? Of the many birds that fly (And how many pass me by!) You're the first I ever prest, Of the many, to my breast: Therefore it is very right You ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, No. 327 - Vol. 53, January, 1843 • Various
... stretch'd east and west, And southward were their faces set; The Scottish northward proudly prest, And manfully ...
— Marmion • Sir Walter Scott
... our King, thus we ever dance and sing. In the world look out and see: where's so happy a Prince as he? Where the Nation live so free, and so merry as do we? Be it peace, or be it war, here at liberty we are, And enjoy our ease and rest; To the field we are not prest; Nor are call'd into the Town, to be troubled with the Gown. Hang all Officers we cry, and the Magistrate too, by; When the Subsidie's encreast, we are not a penny Sest. Nor will any go to Law, with the Beggar for a straw. ...
— Beggars Bush - From the Works of Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher (Vol. 2 of 10) • Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher
... Death forbade my orphan youth to share The tender guidance of a father's care. * * * * * * * "What brother springs a brother's love to seek? What sister's gentle kiss has prest my cheek? * * * * * * * "Thus must I cling to some endearing hand, And none more dear than Ida's ...
— My Recollections of Lord Byron • Teresa Guiccioli
... take the cup, And where thou drink'st, on that part I will sup. If he gives thee what first himself did taste, Even in his face his offered gobbets[148] cast. Let not thy neck by his vile arms be prest, Nor lean thy soft head on his boisterous breast. Thy bosom's roseate buds let him not finger, Chiefly on thy lips let not his lips linger If thou givest kisses, I shall all disclose,[149] Say they ...
— The Works of Christopher Marlowe, Vol. 3 (of 3) • Christopher Marlowe
... marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom; And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On ...
— Familiar Quotations • John Bartlett
... that top the mountain crest Seem to repose there lingering lovingly. How full of grace the green Cathyan tree Bends to the breeze and how thy sands are prest With gentlest waves which ever and anon Break their ...
— East of Suez - Ceylon, India, China and Japan • Frederic Courtland Penfield
... Germaines which made his execution be hastened. Saturday about 1 of the clock he was brought on the skaffold before the Chastelet and tied to St. Andrew's Crosse all wch while he acted the Dying man and scarce stirred, and seemed almost breathless and fainting. The Lieutenant General prest him to confesse and there was a doctor of the Sorbon who was a counsellr of the Castelet there likewise to exhort him to disburthen his mind of any thing which might be upon it. Butt he seemed to take no notice and ...
— The Lock and Key Library/Real Life #2 • Julian Hawthorne
... lips, ah! of others Those lips have been prest, And others, ere I was, Were strain'd to ...
— Poetical Works of Matthew Arnold • Matthew Arnold
... oubliettes, and plash So horribly far off; priests, trained to rob, And kings that, like encouraged nightmares, sat On nations' hearts most heavily distressed With monstrous sights and apophthegms of fate— We pass these things,—because "the times" are prest With necessary charges of the weight Of all this sin, and "Calvin, for the rest, Made bold to burn Servetus. Ah, men err!"— And so do churches! which is all we mean To bring to proof in any register Of theological ...
— The Poetical Works of Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Volume IV • Elizabeth Barrett Browning
... in the hospitality. "I have been at my prest. quarters since the 1st day of Decr.," Washington complained to the commissary-general, "and have not a Kitchen to cook a Dinner in, altho' the Logs have been put together some considerable time by my own ...
— The True George Washington [10th Ed.] • Paul Leicester Ford
... how think ye, the end? Did I say "without friend"? Say rather, from marge to blue marge The whole sky grew his targe With the sun's self for visible boss, While an Arm ran across Which the earth heaved beneath like a breast Where the wretch was safe prest! Do you see? Just my vengeance complete, The man sprang to his feet, 70 Stood erect, caught at God's skirts, and prayed! ...
— Dramatic Romances • Robert Browning
... they, The fierce hounds, shrank with startled bay; I ceased not, till, by custom bold, After three tedious moons were told, Both barb and hounds were train'd—nay, more, Fierce for the fight—then left the shore! Three days have fleeted since I prest (Return'd at length) this welcome soil, Nor once would lay my limbs to rest, Till wrought the glorious ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, No. CCCXXVIII. February, 1843. Vol. LIII. • Various
... The amorous thefts of Jove?) the exile shuns His father's anger, and paternal soil. A suppliant bends before Apollo's shrine, To ask his aid;—what region he should chuse To fix his habitation. Phoebus thus;— "A cow, whose neck the yoke has never prest, "Strange to the crooked plough, shall meet thy steps, "Lone in the desert fields: the way she leads "Chuse thou,—rand where upon the grass she rests, "Erect thy walls;—Boeotia call the place." Scarce had ...
— The Metamorphoses of Publius Ovidus Naso in English blank verse Vols. I & II • Ovid
... behind a Judith, underneath The head of Holofernes peeped and saw. Girl after girl was called to trial: each Disclaimed all knowledge of us: last of all, Melissa: trust me, Sir, I pitied her. She, questioned if she knew us men, at first Was silent; closer prest, denied it not: And then, demanded if her mother knew, Or Psyche, she affirmed not, or denied: From whence the Royal mind, familiar with her, Easily gathered either guilt. She sent For Psyche, but she was not there; she called For Psyche's child to cast it ...
— The Princess • Alfred Lord Tennyson
... of wavelets, That for shelter, feigning fright, Prest to those twin-heaving havens, Harbour'd ...
— The Shaving of Shagpat • George Meredith
... language, which had been supposed to mean Father or Brother, are made use of by the natives in that sense: he said, they had burnt his body, which he seemed to lament; and being told, that Governor Phillip would take the soldiers and punish them, he prest him very much to go and kill them: indeed, from the first day he was able to make himself understood, he was desirous to have all the tribe of Cammeragal killed, yet he was along with that tribe when Governor Phillip was wounded, and, as hath ...
— An Historical Journal of the Transactions at Port Jackson and Norfolk Island • John Hunter
... know me well; and herein spend but time, To wind about my love with circumstance; Then do but say to me what I should do, That in your knowledge may by me be done, And I am prest unto it:[15] therefore speak. ...
— The Merchant of Venice [liberally edited by Charles Kean] • William Shakespeare
... harmless childhood lay Like metals in a mine; Age from no face takes more away Than youth conceal'd in thine. But as your charms insensibly To their perfection prest, So love as unperceived did fly, ...
— The Golden Treasury - Of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language • Various
... flint! hard heart in haughty breast! By a softer, warmer bosom the tiger's couch is prest. Thou art fickle as the sea, thou art wandering as the wind, And the restless ever-mounting flame is not more hard to bind. If the tears I shed were tongues, yet all too few would be To tell of all ...
— Poetical Works of William Cullen Bryant - Household Edition • William Cullen Bryant
... will mourn because I am bereaved, Others have suffered others too have grieved Over hopes broken even as mine are broke, By a swift unexpected bitter stroke, And I must weep as weeping Jacob prest, To grieving lips ...
— Verses and Rhymes by the way • Nora Pembroke
... grief, so many a generation! Ah me! how oft, on this ancestral throne, Have troops of children climbed with exultation! Perhaps, when Christmas brought the Holy Guest, My love has here, in grateful veneration The grandsire's withered hand with child-lips prest. I feel, O maiden, circling me, Thy spirit of grace and fulness hover, Which daily like a mother teaches thee The table-cloth to spread in snowy purity, And even, with crinkled sand the floor to cover. Dear, godlike hand! a touch of thine Makes this low house a heavenly kingdom slime! And ...
— Faust • Goethe
... he had jousts and tournaments, Whereto were many prest, Wherein some knights did far excel And eke ...
— The Children's Garland from the Best Poets • Various
... hang White summer-lightnings; as it sank and sprang To measure, that whole palpitating breast Of heaven, 't was Apollo, Nature prest At eve ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 13, No. 79, May, 1864 • Various
... food The soupe[25] their only hawkie[26] does afford, That 'yont the hallan[27] snugly chows her cood; The dame brings forth, in complimental mood, To grace the lad, her weel-hain'd[28] kebbuck,[29] fell,[30] An' aft he's prest, an' aft he ca's it guid: The frugal wifie, garrulous, will tell How 'twas a towmond[31] auld, sin' lint was i' ...
— The Ontario Readers: The High School Reader, 1886 • Ministry of Education
... the seide parishe one John Malholme, prest, and Thomas Husteler diseased, did give and bequethe by their last will and testament, as apperith by the certificat of Giggleswike, the some of L24 13s. 4d. towardes the mayntenaunce of a Scoole master there for certyn yeres, whereupon one Thomas Iveson, priest, ...
— A History of Giggleswick School - From its Foundation 1499 to 1912 • Edward Allen Bell
... then felt how tenderly she prest my Hand in hers, as if she wou'd have kept it there for ever, it wou'd have made thee mad, stark mad in Love!—and nothing but Marcella cou'd have charm'd ...
— The Works of Aphra Behn, Vol. II • Aphra Behn
... walk, and sweetly talk, Till the silent moon shine clearly; I'll grasp thy waist, and, fondly prest, Swear how I love thee dearly; Not vernal showers to budding flow'rs, Not autumn to the farmer, So dear can be as thou to me, ...
— Cupid's Middleman • Edward B. Lent
... Love be control'd by Advice? Will Cupid our Mothers obey? Though my Heart were as frozen as Ice, At his Flame 'twould have melted away. When he kist me so closely he prest, 'Twas so sweet that I must have comply'd: So I thought it both safest and best To marry, for ...
— The Beggar's Opera • John Gay
... wrong to render due desert. To feare the Senators without a cause, Will bee a cause why theile be to be feared, 1680 Caesa. The Senate stayes for me in Pompeys court. And Caesars heere, and dares not goe to them, Packe hence all dread of danger and of death, What must be must be; Caesars prest for all, Cassi. Now haue I sent him headlong to his ende, Vengance and death awayting at his heeles, Caesar thy life now hangeth on a twine, Which by my Poniard must bee cut in twaine, Thy chaire of state now turn'd is to thy Beere, ...
— The Tragedy Of Caesar's Revenge • Anonymous
... that sometime was An ironmonger; where each degree He worthily (with praise) did passe. By Wisdom, Truth, and Heed, was he Advanc'd an Alderman to be; Then Sheriffe; that he, with justice prest, And cost, performed with the best. In almes frank, of conscience cleare; In grace with prince, to people glad; His vertuous wife, his faithful peere, MARGARET, this monument hath made; Meaning (through God) that as shee had ...
— Old and New London - Volume I • Walter Thornbury
... have a castle on a hill; I took it for an old windmill, The vane's blown off by weather; To lie therein one night, its guest, 'Twere better to be ston'd and prest, Or hang'd—now ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, No. 574 - Vol. XX, No. 574. Saturday, November 3, 1832 • Various
... meane? my Doues are back returnd, Who warne me of such daunger prest at hand, To harme my sweete Ascanius louely life. Iuno, my mortall foe, what make you here? Auaunt old witch ...
— The Tragedy of Dido Queene of Carthage • Christopher Marlowe
... crowns their simple hoard: The healsome parritch, chief o' Scotia's food: The soupe their only hawkie does afford, That 'yont the hallan snugly chows her cood. The dame brings forth, in complimental mood, To grace the lad, her weel-hained kebbuek, fell; And aft he's prest, and aft he ca's it guid; The frugal wifie, garrulous, will tell How 'twas a towmond auld sin' lint ...
— English Poets of the Eighteenth Century • Selected and Edited with an Introduction by Ernest Bernbaum |
