"Grot" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... we had some part-singing of good old glees, like "The Chough and Crow," "Here in cool Grot," and the ever-beautiful "Dawn of Day." We then separated, after the pleasantest of evenings, when it was close on midnight:—Miss Pimpernell's party had ...
— She and I, Volume 1 • John Conroy Hutcheson
... of a Christian church was that of a grot—a cave. That is a historic fact. The Christianity which was passed on to us began to worship, hidden and persecuted, in the catacombs of Rome, it may be often around the martyrs' tombs, by the dim light of candle or of torch. The candles on the Roman altars, whatever they have been ...
— Literary and General Lectures and Essays • Charles Kingsley
... on the green hill's side the meteor play'd; When, hark! a voice sung sweetly thro' the shade. It ceas'd—yet still in FLORIO'S fancy sung, Still on each note his captive spirit hung; Till o'er the mead a cool, sequester'd grot From its rich roof a sparry lustre shot. A crystal water cross'd the pebbled floor, And on the front these simple lines it bore: Hence away, nor dare intrude! In this secret, shadowy cell Musing MEMORY loves to dwell, With ...
— Poems • Samuel Rogers
... 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide? They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide; By land, by water, they renew the charge; They stop the chariot, and they board the barge. No place is sacred, not the church is free; E'en Sunday shines no Sabbath day to me: Then from the Mint walks ...
— English Poets of the Eighteenth Century • Selected and Edited with an Introduction by Ernest Bernbaum
... candle. How I wish those two Cambridge fellows were here! We could be quite jolly in here, and play round games, and that sort of thing. I've been trying one or two songs to pass the time, but they didn't come off. Made me homesick to sing, "Here in cool grot" and "Blow, gentle gales." That reminds me, the wind's dropped since I got in here. Sorry for it. It was some company to have it smashing all round one. Now it's so quiet it makes a fellow quite creepy. They ...
— Parkhurst Boys - And Other Stories of School Life • Talbot Baines Reed
... a voice, And sing a strain to me; I know where I would place my choice, Which my delight should be. I would not choose the lily tall, The rose from musky grot; But I would still my minstrel call The ...
— Old Spookses' Pass • Isabella Valancy Crawford
... sparkling rill, Unpolished gems no ray on pride bestow, And latent metals innocently glow, Approach! Great Nature studiously behold, And eye the mine without a wish for gold Approach—but awful! Lo, the Egerian grot, Where, nobly pensive, ST JOHN sat and thought, Where British sighs from dying WYNDHAM stole, And the bright flame was shot thro' MARCHMONT'S soul; Let such, such only, tread this sacred floor Who dare to love their country, and ...
— Flowers and Flower-Gardens • David Lester Richardson
... murmuring throng Of wild-bees hum their drowsy song, By Indolence and Fancy brought, 35 A youthful Bard, 'unknown to Fame,' Wooes the Queen of Solemn Thought, And heaves the gentle misery of a sigh Gazing with tearful eye, As round our sandy grot appear 40 Many a rudely-sculptur'd name To pensive Memory dear! Weaving gay dreams of sunny-tinctur'd hue, We glance before his view: O'er his hush'd soul our soothing witcheries shed 45 And twine the future ...
— The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Vol I and II • Samuel Taylor Coleridge
... of greensward Winds round by sparry grot and gay pavilion; There is no flint to gall thy tender foot, There's ready shelter from each breeze, or shower.— But duty guides not that way—see her stand, With wand entwined with amaranth, near yon cliffs. Oft where she leads thy blood must mark thy footsteps, Oft where ...
— Woodstock; or, The Cavalier • Sir Walter Scott
... and faster; she rolled over on her back, her legs entwined over my buttocks, so as not lose the little prisoner she had got in her grot. ...
— Forbidden Fruit • Anonymous
... build, to plant, whatever you intend, To rear the column, or the arch to bend, To swell the terrace or to sink the grot, In all let Nature ...
— The Development of the Feeling for Nature in the Middle Ages and - Modern Times • Alfred Biese
... instance, 'Oh! nymph, who—' After 'who' I should place a verb in the second person singular of the present indicative; and should go on thus: 'this grot profound.'" ...
— The Man in the Iron Mask • Alexandre Dumas, Pere
... tower, and pluck'd the flower. And turn'd from the verdant spot. Ah, hapless knight! some Naiad bright Woo'd thee to her coral grot; And forbids that more to touch that shore Shall ever ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, No. 360 - Vol. XIII. No. 360, Saturday, March 14, 1829 • Various
... grot, Die because the day is hot? Or declare I can't endure Such a torrid temperature? Be it hotter than the flames South Gehenna Junction claims, If it be not so to me, What care ...
— Tobogganing On Parnassus • Franklin P. Adams
... restless, slow, His home deserted for the lonely wood, Tormented with a wound he could not know, His, like all deep grief, plunged in solitude: I 'm fond myself of solitude or so, But then, I beg it may be understood, By solitude I mean a sultan's, not A hermit's, with a haram for a grot. ...
— Don Juan • Lord Byron
... lord; The wish—which ages have not yet subdued In man—to have no master save his mood;[354] The earth, whose mine was on its face, unsold, The glowing sun and produce all its gold; 40 The Freedom which can call each grot a home; The general garden, where all steps may roam, Where Nature owns a nation as her child, Exulting in the enjoyment of the wild;[ez] Their shells, their fruits, the only wealth they know, Their unexploring navy, the canoe;[fa] Their sport, ...
— The Works of Lord Byron - Poetry, Volume V. • Lord Byron
... shafts, And long and arrowy glance, the night-lights[125] shoot Pale coruscations o'er the northern sky; 360 Now lancing to the cope, in sheets of flame, Now wavering wild, as the reflected wave, On the arched roof of the umbrageous grot. Hence Superstition dreams of armaments, Of fiery conflicts, and of bleeding fields Of slaughter; so on great Jerusalem, Ere yet she fell, the flaming meteor glared; A waving sword ensanguined seemed ...
— The Poetical Works of William Lisle Bowles, Vol. 1 • William Lisle Bowles
... in happier days I stray'd With Love, who whisper'd many a tender tale; And the glad waters, winding through the dale, Heard the sweet eloquence fond Love display'd. You, purpled plain, cool grot, and arching glade; Ye hills, ye streams, where plays the silken gale; Ye pathless wilds, you rock-encircled vale Which oft have beard the tender plaints I made; Ye blue-hair'd nymphs, who ceaseless revel keep, In ...
— The Sonnets, Triumphs, and Other Poems of Petrarch • Petrarch
... I, And baby-faced Amyntas: there we lay Half-buried in a couch of fragrant reed And fresh-cut vineleaves, who so glad as we? A wealth of elm and poplar shook o'erhead; Hard by, a sacred spring flowed gurgling on From the Nymphs' grot, and in the sombre boughs The sweet cicada chirped laboriously. Hid in the thick thorn-bushes far away The treefrog's note was heard; the crested lark Sang with the goldfinch; turtles made their moan, ...
— Theocritus • Theocritus
... there was a secret grot, Where lovers, when they pleased, concealment got, A quiet, gloomy, solitary place, Designed by nature ...
— The Tales and Novels, Complete • Jean de La Fontaine
... years a famous monastery (from which he migrated to heaven) and another place (monastery) besides. He worked many miracles and holy signs and this is the name of his monastery Tiprut [Tubrid] and this is where it is:—in the western part of the Decies in Ui Faithe between Slieve Grot [Galtee] and Sieve Cua and it is within the ...
— The Life of St. Declan of Ardmore • Anonymous
... heart is sad, thy home is far away. But Hope can here her moonlight vigils keep, And sing to charm the spirit of the deep. Swift as yon streamer lights the starry pole, Her visions warm the watchman's pensive soul. His native hills that rise in happier climes; The grot that heard his song of other times; His cottage home, his bark of slender sail, His glassy lake, and broomwood-blossom'd vale, Rush in his thought; he sweeps before the wind, And treads the shore he sigh'd to ...
— The Illustrated London Reading Book • Various
... of water rose Within a shady grot; It bubbled up all bright and pure, And freshened that sweet spot. Clear as a crystal was its wave, And I was very sure The waters were so pure and sweet, ...
— Chatterbox, 1906 • Various
... at Pesth) see the essay by E. Nemes in the Zeitschrift fuer Philosophie, vol. lxxxviii, 1886. Since 1889 a review, Problems of Philosophy and Psychology, has appeared at Moscow in Russian, under the direction of Professor N. von Grot. ...
— History Of Modern Philosophy - From Nicolas of Cusa to the Present Time • Richard Falckenberg
... to her elfin grot, And there she wept and sigh'd full sore, And there I shut her wild, wild ...
— Keats: Poems Published in 1820 • John Keats
... hermit of the grot, Why sleep'st thou not on quilted feathers? Why on a pitch-pine floor instead At night make head against ...
— A Celtic Psaltery • Alfred Perceval Graves
... No grot divine, or wood-nymph haunted glen, Or stream, or fount, shall these young shades e'er know. No beautiful divinity, stealing afar Through darkling nooks, to poet's eye thence gleam; With mocking mystery the dim ...
— The Bride of Fort Edward • Delia Bacon
... wrongways from the true path by her flatteries that she said to him as, Ho, you pretty man, turn aside hither and I will show you a brave place, and she lay at him so flatteringly that she had him in her grot which is named Two-in-the-Bush or, by some learned, ...
— Ulysses • James Joyce |
