"Dissever" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... His radiant spear; Polydamas the stroke Shunn'd, starting sideward; but Antenor's son Archilochus the mortal dint received, Death-destined by the Gods; where neck and spine 555 Unite, both tendons he dissever'd wide, And, ere his knees, his nostrils met the ground. Then Ajax in his turn vaunting aloud Against renown'd Polydamas, exclaim'd. Speak now the truth, Polydamas, and weigh 560 My question well. His life whom I have slain Makes it not compensation for the loss Of Prothoeenor's life! ...
— The Iliad of Homer - Translated into English Blank Verse • Homer
... the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her of me. But her badness was stronger by far than the good, Like many far older than she, Like many far wiser than she; And neither the angels in heaven above Nor the demons down under the sea Can ever dissever the good from the bad In the soul of Annabel Lee, The beautiful ...
— The Re-echo Club • Carolyn Wells
... the wrath unblest of Peleian Achilleus, Whence the uncountable woes that were heapt on the host of Achaia; Whence many valorous spirits of heroes, untimely dissever'd, Down unto Hades were sent, and themselves to the dogs were a plunder And all fowls of the air; but the counsel of Zeus was accomplish'd: Even from the hour when at first were in fierceness of rivalry ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 59, No. 367, May 1846 • Various
... And, stooping, made my cheek lie there, And spread, o'er all, her yellow hair, Murmuring how she loved me—she Too weak, for all her heart's endeavor, To set its struggling passion free From pride, and vainer ties dissever, And give herself to me for ever. But passion sometimes would prevail, Nor could to-night's gay feast restrain A sudden thought of one so pale For love of her, and all in vain: So, she was come through wind and rain. Be sure I looked up at her ...
— The Home Book of Verse, Vol. 2 (of 4) • Various
... Sea-king, land-waster, For all thine haste, or Thy stormy skill, Yet hadst thou never, For all endeavour, Strength to dissever Or strength to spill, Save of his giving Who gave our living, Whose hands are weaving What ours fulfil; Whose feet tread under The storms and thunder; Who made our wonder ...
— Poems & Ballads (Second Series) - Swinburne's Poems Volume III • Algernon Charles Swinburne
... endure. After a cessation of friendship for some years, we have come about again. We never had the slightest personal dispute or disagreement. But politics are the blowpipe beneath whose influence the best cemented friendships too often dissever; and ours, after all, was only a ...
— The Journal of Sir Walter Scott - From the Original Manuscript at Abbotsford • Walter Scott |
