"Songless" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... under the mould, Narrow your frozen bed, songless and cold; Never morn shalt thou see, till the day of God's doom, When awakened, O hero, thou'lt rise from ...
— Memories of Canada and Scotland - Speeches and Verses • John Douglas Sutherland Campbell
... by the ecstasy; and sang again: "Oh, Barto, Barto! my boot is sadly worn. The toe is seen," etc., half-way down the stanzas. Without his knowing it, and before he had quitted the court, he had sunk into songless gloom, brooding on the scenes of the night. However free he might be in body, his imagination was captive to Barto Rizzo. He was no luckier than a bird, for whom the cage is open that it may ...
— The Shaving of Shagpat • George Meredith
... at eve, thy harp in hall Shall from the tower faint echoes call; There songless circles vainly mourn For thee—who shall no more return! Macrimmon shall ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 61, No. 379, May, 1847 • Various
... Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear: Those days are gone—but Beauty still is here. States fall, hearts fade—but Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget how Venice once was dear, The pleasant ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Volume 17, No. 476, Saturday, February 12, 1831 • Various
... does not often or greatly inspire the rhymers of to-day, it cannot, certainly, be described as songless. On the contrary, it has received from the poets more magnificent and more frequent eulogium than any of its compeers. If one goes back even so far as Spenser, one finds that writer picturing it in one poem as 'noble Thamis'—a 'lovely bridegroom,' 'full, ...
— By-ways in Book-land - Short Essays on Literary Subjects • William Davenport Adams
... lost my life and yet not death Have won, and now to me shall joy be strange, And all my days the kindly winds that breathe From mirthful groves of Paradise shall change In my poor songless soul to wail, and sigh, And moan, ...
— Atma - A Romance • Caroline Augusta Frazer
... too, a nightingale, Songless though I sing; 'Tis my pen that speaks, though ne'er ...
— The German Classics of the Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries: - Masterpieces of German Literature Translated into English, Volume 5. • Various
... loved again; for that consisted in their comradeship, their enchanted comradeship, the sense of shared adventure, the snatching of a fearful joy together. For a little while we had escaped from the drab and songless world, and, cost what it might, we were determined to take possession, for a while at least, of that paradise which sprang into existence at the moment when "male and female created He them." Such divine foolishness, let discretion warn, or morality frown, or society play the censorious ...
— Vanishing Roads and Other Essays • Richard Le Gallienne
... such rapture, Such joy no nightingale, As sways the songless measure, Wherein thy wings take pleasure: Thy love may no man capture, Thy pride may no man quail; The lark knows no such ...
— Highways & Byways in Sussex • E.V. Lucas |
