"Er" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... tall and lanky, and has pale blue eyes with long light eyelashes. You would think to look at him that he was a gentle, unworldly creature, addicted to poetry, but he isn't! He sat astride the table and viewed the landscape o'er. ...
— The Heart of Una Sackville • Mrs. George de Horne Vaizey
... that very night. Imagine my sensations for the next few days, living in the same house with the woman who had heard me say that! She held my fate in her hands, but, thank God, she evidently had such faith in my honour and humanity that she forebore to—er——" ...
— Simon • J. Storer Clouston
... such as thine ne'er drew the Spanish prow Through the primeval hush of Indian seas, Nor wrinkled the lean brow Of age, to rob the lover's heart of ease; 'Tis the spring's largess, which she scatters now To rich and poor alike with lavish hand, Though most ...
— The Continental Monthly, Vol. 4, No. 5, November, 1863 • Various
... darkness reigns E'en in the realms 'above the clouds,' Ah! how can light, or tranquil peace, Shine o'er that ...
— Japanese Literature - Including Selections from Genji Monogatari and Classical - Poetry and Drama of Japan • Various
... of the sleeping pool, That's shaded o'er by trees in greenest dress, Upon its breast of snow its gem of gold The ...
— Acton's Feud - A Public School Story • Frederick Swainson
... but would do for Canada. It was interesting to see how Canada presented herself to that mind. He seemed to regard her as a kind of Boeotia, and terrifyingly dour. "These Canadian waiters," he said, "they jes' fling the food in y'r face. Kind'er gets yer sick, doesn't it?" I agreed. There was a Yorkshire mechanic, too, who had been in Canada four years, and preferred it to England, "because you've room to breathe," but also found that ...
— Letters from America • Rupert Brooke
... doorway, and he beckoned to him with the downward motion, which is the Moorish manner. And rising on his quaking limbs he took him aside and said, "I know this fellow. Ya Allah! Allah! For all his vaunts and visions he has gone to Abd er-Rahman. God will show! God will show! I dare not take him! Abd er-Rahman uses him to spy and pry on his Bashas! Camel-skin coat? Allah! a fine disguise! ...
— The Scapegoat • Hall Caine
... sherry, champagne, E'er one bottle goes comes another again; Fly up, thou bold cork, to the ceiling above, And tell to our ears in the sounds that they love, How pleasant it is to have money, Heigh ho; How pleasant it is ...
— Interludes - being Two Essays, a Story, and Some Verses • Horace Smith
... mechanical in his nature. He is a gentleman all over,—brave against equal and stranger, forbearing to the small and defenceless, true in poverty and need where he loveth, stern and ruthless where he hateth, and despising thieves, hildings, and the vulgar as much as e'er a gold spur in King Edward's court! Oh, certes, your best ...
— The Last Of The Barons, Complete • Edward Bulwer-Lytton
... praise my Maker while I've breath, And when my voice is lost in death Praise shall employ my nobler powers; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being ...
— Fletcher of Madeley • Brigadier Margaret Allen
... sort of friends we air," spoke up Zibe Turner; "so jest obleege we uns by gittin' down off'n that 'er hoss, or we'll help ...
— The Kentucky Ranger • Edward T. Curnick
... then gone, when on Hounslow Heath We flashed our nags, When the stoutest bosoms quailed beneath The voice of Bags? Ne'er was my work half undone, lest I should be nabbed Slow was old Bags, but he never ceased Till ...
— Paul Clifford, Complete • Edward Bulwer-Lytton
... heart—which may be broken: happy they! Thrice fortunate! who of that fragile mould, The precious porcelain of human clay, Break with the first fall: they can ne'er behold The long year linked with heavy clay on day, And all which must ...
— Eleanor • Mrs. Humphry Ward
... breezes blew soft o'er Ceylon's isle" as we approached it in the moonlight. We found Galle quite a pretty, quaint little port, and remained there one night, taking the coach next morning for Colombo, the capital. The drive of sixty miles to the ...
— Round the World • Andrew Carnegie
... kayak by the point, They pulled me o'er the sea, They led me to an island lone, And thus they spoke to me: "Bad man, are there not bachelors Both old and young to spare, Whom you might kill, and eat your fill, For ...
— Red Rooney - The Last of the Crew • R.M. Ballantyne
... long-remembered beggar was his guest, Whose beard, descending, swept his aged breast; The ruin'd spendthrift, now no longer proud Claim'd kindred there, and had his claims allow'd; The broken soldier, kindly bade to stay. Sat by his fire, and talk'd the night away; Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow And quite forgot their vices in their woe; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His ...
— Oliver Goldsmith • Washington Irving
... heroes' blood, Where knelt the vanquished foe, When winds were hurrying o'er the flood, And waves were white below, No more shall feel the victor's tread, Or know the conquered knee;— The harpies of the shore shall pluck The ...
— The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes, Complete • Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
... to entertain for a Frenchman. "There's five ton of cheeses that have been seven voyages, and a hundred firkins of Irish butter, and five-and-thirty cases of Russian tongues, as old as old Nick, and ne'er a sign of weevil! Lor' no, never a tail of weevil! Skipper, you deserve to go to heaven out of West Street. But how about him, ...
— Springhaven - A Tale of the Great War • R. D. Blackmore
... of Sparta, who at Phoebus' shrine Your humble vows prefer, attentive hear The god's decision. O'er your beauteous lands Two guardian kings, a senate, and the voice Of the concurring people, lasting laws Shall with joint ...
— Ideal Commonwealths • Various
... home and all its pleasures, Afric's coast I left forlorn, To increase a stranger's treasures, O'er the raging billows borne; Men from England bought and sold me, Paid my price in paltry gold; But, though theirs they have inroll'd me, Minds are never ...
— The History of the Rise, Progress and Accomplishment of the Abolition of the African Slave Trade by the British Parliament (1808) • Thomas Clarkson
... was mad, I can tell you. I wasn't going to 'it 'er if I could 'elp it, so I went back and licked into this chap, just to show 'er what I could do. 'E was a big chap, too. Well, I chucked him, and smashed things about, and gave 'er a scaring, and she ran up and locked ...
— The Country of the Blind, And Other Stories • H. G. Wells
... Nature gay as when she first began, With smiles alluring her admirer, man, She spreads the morning over eastern hills. Earth glitters with the drops the night distils. The sun obedient at her call appears To fling his glories o'er the robe she wears, ... to proclaim His happiness, ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction. - Volume 19, No. 535, Saturday, February 25, 1832. • Various
... as a lad; thee'rt a young man now, as will be a father some o' these days. Oh! Mr. Halifax, may 'ee ne'er want a meal o' good meat for the missus and the babbies at home, if ee'll get a bit o' bread for ...
— John Halifax, Gentleman • Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
... so far to fight. And in that fight both horse and foot showed great and glorious valour; but when evening came, and beaten back the rebels hid behind the walls of Delhi, the roll-call told its sad undying story. Full many a Guide had made that strenuous march but to lay down his life e'er yet he had pitched his tent. And brightest lights, as was meet, amidst these heroes, were the little band of British officers, for of those, in that one first fight, all were killed or wounded. ...
— The Story of the Guides • G. J. Younghusband
... read about ''possum pie' in Joel Chandler Harris' books." Then he proceeded to tell me what a great institution "Br'er Rabbit" was. ...
— An African Adventure • Isaac F. Marcosson
... I heard you say you knew the lady who went out of the hotel a few minutes ago, a tall lady, dressed in grey. Excuse me for asking if you could tell me her name; I've been talking to her for half an hour; she—er—she knows all my people and seems to know me, so I suppose I've met her somewhere before, but I'm blest if I can put a name to ...
— Beasts and Super-Beasts • Saki
... have I, all noble; I play at chess so free, At ravelling runes I'm ready, At books and smithery; I'm skill'd o'er ice at skimming On skates, I shoot and row, And few at harping match ...
— The Romany Rye - A Sequel to 'Lavengro' • George Borrow
... Easter one, like 'The Strife Is O'er, the Battle Won,' more appropriate?" suggested Mr. ...
— The Brimming Cup • Dorothy Canfield Fisher
... our prayers, Lord of life! Lord of life! Make us victors o'er every foe, Make us strong in the den of the bear, Make us swift in the haunts of the buck, Great Master ...
— Traditions of the North American Indians, Vol. 1 (of 3) • James Athearn Jones
... between friendly gossip on her family affairs as she bustled in and out, in civility to the cat, and in railing at himself for thinking twice of such a selfish, ne'er-do-well as Arthur Martindale. The image of that pale young mother and her little ones pursued him, and with it the thought of the complicated distresses awaiting her; the knowledge of the debts that would almost beggar her, coming ...
— Heartsease - or Brother's Wife • Charlotte M. Yonge
... man, how wild soe'er his aim, Would madly barter fortune's smiles for fame? Well pleas'd to shine, through each recording page, The hapless ...
— Calamities and Quarrels of Authors • Isaac D'Israeli
... Disorder about this Accident; and Onahal was particularly concern'd, because on the Prince's Stay depended her Happiness; for she could no longer expect that of Aboan: So that e'er they departed, they contrived it so, that the Prince and he should both come that Night to the Grove of the Otan, which was all of Oranges and Citrons, and that there ...
— The Works of Aphra Behn - Volume V • Aphra Behn
... beaux Sentiments: il n'y a que des passions sans envelope, des crimes, des repentis, et des horreurs. Je crois qu'il y a beaucoup plus de mauvais que de bon, et je sais s'urement que depuis le premier acte jusqu'a la derni'ere sc'ene l'int'er'et languit au lieu d'augmenter: peut-il avoir ...
— The Letters of Horace Walpole Volume 3 • Horace Walpole
... of their little bodies inebriates the soul, and transports it to a paradise of images and of voluptuous ideals. They tremble upon their stems as though they would fly. When they do fly do they come to me? No, it is my heart that hovers o'er them, like a mystic male, ...
— The Works of Guy de Maupassant, Volume IV (of 8) • Guy de Maupassant
... sire,' said Fleur, 'on the maiden Blanchefleur and on me, for we love each other with a love more true and tender than has e'er been known before!' ...
— Fleur and Blanchefleur • Mrs. Leighton
... which it has peopled our imaginations, wrestle with the ills of existence,—feeling their way into the harshest or saddest meditations, with looks that defy calamity; relaxing muscles made rigid with pain; hovering o'er the couch of sickness, with sunshine and laughter in their beneficent faces; softening the austerity of thoughts whose awful shadows dim and darken the brain,—loosening the gripe of Misery as it tugs at the heart-strings! Let us court the society of these gamesome, and genial, and ...
— Choice Specimens of American Literature, And Literary Reader - Being Selections from the Chief American Writers • Benj. N. Martin
... wi' serious face, They, round the ingle form a circle wide, The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace The big ha' ...
— Marguerite Verne • Agatha Armour
... sending you, dear flowers, Forth alone to die, Where your gentle sisters may not weep O'er the cold graves where you lie; But you go to bring them fadeless life In the bright homes where they dwell, And you softly smile that 't is so, As we ...
— Flower Fables • Louisa May Alcott
... still be there, alive or dead, for if he had escaped he would have gone home, and their ears would not be ringing with the sinister and melancholy cry that now came from the distance, "Oo-o-oh, Ver-er-ma-an!" ...
— Penrod and Sam • Booth Tarkington
... I have dis purse of gold, half of it for ye; Woman, I hab ne'er a wife in Ken-tuck-y; Your dater is my only lub, so pridee let us go To where my corn is ripening ...
— Poor Jack • Frederick Marryat
... Liv'er. The large gland that secretes bile and is active in changing or killing harmful substances; located in the upper part of the abdominal cavity, on the right side, and folds over on the pyloric end of ...
— A Handbook of Health • Woods Hutchinson
... sight, we may not deplore thee, The clear light of faith shall illumine thy road; All through the dark valley shall angels watch o'er thee, And guide thee in peace to ...
— Hymns for Christian Devotion - Especially Adapted to the Universalist Denomination • J.G. Adams
... "I—er—she seems to have got over that nonsense now. I must confess it gave me rather a start when I came in from a smoke in the garden yesterday, and found her sitting with Marie in the yellow salon. For a minute I was afraid—well, I ...
— The Guests Of Hercules • C. N. Williamson and A. M. Williamson
... might, indeed, teach her many useful things, but she was herself incompetent, she felt, to train the little damsel's manners, or to give her instruction from books. Still, "where there's a will there's a way," she said to herself, "and I ha' a tongue in my head, and that tongue I can wag whene'er it ...
— Janet McLaren - The Faithful Nurse • W.H.G. Kingston
... of you! Raspberries are very nearly as good as strawberries, and it would be splendid to get them so near at hand. I— er—" he frowned, with a momentary return to his old embarrassment—"I will come too, and carry the basket, for we must hope to have a ...
— Big Game - A Story for Girls • Mrs. George de Horne Vaizey
... of the sunken day Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Of sullen light, no obscure trembling hues. Come, we will rest on this old mossy bridge! You see the glimmer of the stream beneath, But hear no murmuring: it flows silently, O'er its soft bed of verdure. All is still, A balmy night! and tho' the stars be dim, Yet let us think upon the vernal showers That gladden the green earth, and we shall find A pleasure in the dimness ...
— Pages from a Journal with Other Papers • Mark Rutherford
... Just then, General Cleburne and staff rode by me, and I heard one of his staff remark, "General, here is a ditch, or gully, that will make a natural breastwork." All I heard General Cleburne say was, "Er, eh, eh!" I saw General Lucius E. Polk's brigade form on the crest of ...
— "Co. Aytch" - Maury Grays, First Tennessee Regiment - or, A Side Show of the Big Show • Sam R. Watkins
... think I understand," observed the Viscount. "The feeling of gratitude which could induce you to take the extreme step of ruining your entire career must have been wonderfully strong. I find the incident remarkably interesting, Mr—er—Swinburne, so much so, indeed, that when my friend Gordon and I have concluded the business talk which has brought me down here to-night I should very much like to hear all the particulars of your story, if you will do me the favour to confide them ...
— Under the Ensign of the Rising Sun - A Story of the Russo-Japanese War • Harry Collingwood
... O happy star! to bend O'er Helen's bosom in the tranced west, To match the hours heave by upon her breast, And at her parted lip for dreams attend— If dawn defraud thee, how shall I be deemed, Who house within ...
— Green Bays. Verses and Parodies • Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch
... the whole wide world apart, And speak in different tongues and have no thought Each of the other's being, and no heed; And these o'er unknown seas and unknown lands Shall cross, escaping wreck, defying death; And all unconsciously shape every act And bend each wandering step to this one end— That, one day, out of darkness they shall meet And read life's meaning ...
— Added Upon - A Story • Nephi Anderson
... accuracy of your arithmetic. You also use it to sweep the ice in front of a friendly stone which appears likely to give up prematurely from exhaustion. Sweeping is carried out under the direction of your captain, and the process is known in the vernacular as "sooping 'er oop." You are not allowed to retard the progress of a stone, friendly or otherwise, by intentionally sweeping obstructions into its path. To discard a portion of your "cow" in front of a rapidly advancing stone ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 146., January 21, 1914 • Various
... "O'er Cornwall's cliffs the tempest roared; High the screaming sea-mew soared; On Tintagel's topmost tower Darksome fell the sleety shower, When Arthur ranged his red-cross ranks On conscious Camlan's crimson banks, By Modred's faithless guile decreed Beneath a ...
— A Yacht Voyage Round England • W.H.G. Kingston
... a sister loves a brother kind and dear, And feel a sister's thrilling pride whene'er thy praise I hear; And I have breathed a sister's prayer for thee at Mercy's throne, And ne'er a truer, purer love ...
— Chambers's Edinburgh Journal, No. 444 - Volume 18, New Series, July 3, 1852 • Various
... Nature keeps Her ancient promise well, Though o'er her bloom and greenness sweeps The battle's ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 10, Number 60, October 1862 • Various
... Now my better lot bestows Sweet repast, and soft repose; Now the generous bowl I sip As it leaves Anacreon's lip; Void of care, and free from dread, From his fingers snatch his bread, Then with luscious plenty gay, Round his chamber dance and play; Or from wine, as courage springs, O'er his face extend my wings; And when feast and frolic tire, Drop asleep upon his lyre. This is all, be quick and go, More than all thou canst not know; Let me now my pinions ply, I ...
— Anecdotes of the late Samuel Johnson, LL.D. - during the last twenty years of his life • Hester Lynch Piozzi
... I've wander'd o'er, Clomb many a crag, cross'd many a shore, But, by my halidome, A scene so rude, so wild as this, Yet so sublime in barrenness, Ne'er did my wandering footsteps press, Where'er I ...
— Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern, Vol. 7 • Various
... Hans, and he was fain to try, Like to Olympian Jove, the magic arts Of witchcraft upon some well-favored maid. Bold the adventure, but the prize how sweet! 'Farewell, good wife,' quoth he, 'Or e'er the dawn Hath broke I must be forward on my way. Like Jupiter I will be blessed and bless With love; and in the image of ...
— Uarda • Georg Ebers
... all, the Lord, And Ruler of the height, Who, robing day in light, hast poured Soft slumbers o'er the night, That to our limbs the power Of toil may be renew'd, And hearts be rais'd that sink and ...
— The Confessions of Saint Augustine • Saint Augustine
... Goettingen, Compose Christ's flock! They, you and I, Are sheep of a good man! And why? The goodness,—how did he acquire it? Was it self-gained, did God inspire it? Choose which; then tell me, on what ground Should its possessor dare propound His claim to rise o'er us an inch? Were goodness all some man's invention, Who arbitrarily made mention What we should follow, and whence flinch,— What qualities might take the style Of right and wrong,—and had such guessing ...
— Browning's England - A Study in English Influences in Browning • Helen Archibald Clarke
... pomp of death we keep their day, Theirs who have passed beyond the sight of men, O'er whom the autumn strews its gold again, And the grey sky bends to an earth as grey; But we who live are silent even as they While the world's heart marks one deep throb; and then, Touched by the gleam of suns beyond our ken, The Stone of ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 159, November 10, 1920 • Various
... never loved so kindly Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met—or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted. ...
— The World's Greatest Books, Vol X • Various
... shadow that haunts every joy, and sicklies o'er every action of him whom life has thus taught ...
— Vanishing Roads and Other Essays • Richard Le Gallienne
... thee we see, Which fascinates our gaze and kills. No empire mild is thine, but one That tyrannises o'er ...
— The Exemplary Novels of Cervantes • Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra
... his eyes. The knuckles were wet when he pulled them out of his eyes, but he dried them on his pantaloons, bolted up the hatchway, and rushing up to the man at the wheel, demanded in a voice of thunder—"How's 'er head?" ...
— The Red Eric • R.M. Ballantyne
... and wandered away, a sadness stealing o'er my soul. Gone with the recollections of the clotted cream was my visions of diamond tiaras, tossing plumes, and long folds of brocades and laces sweeping the marble floors of palaces. If ever again I read a novel with a countess in it, I shall see ...
— Pomona's Travels - A Series of Letters to the Mistress of Rudder Grange from her Former - Handmaiden • Frank R. Stockton
... are the paths—oh, passing sweet, By Esk's fair streams that run O'er airy steep, thro' copsewood deep, Impervious to ...
— Self-Raised • Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte Southworth
... men That e'er wore earth about Him was a sufferer; A soft, meek, patient, humble, tranquil spirit The first true gentleman ...
— Character • Samuel Smiles
... his Apology for the Lollards, published by the Camden Society, alludes to the pronunciation of the old letter [gh] in various words, and remarks that "it has been altogether dropped in the modern spelling of [gh]er, 'earth,' fru[gh]t, 'fruit,' [gh]erle, 'earl,' abi[gh]d, 'abide.'" The Doctor is, however, mistaken; for I have heard the words "earl" and "earth" repeatedly pronounced, in Warwickshire, ...
— Notes and Queries, 1850.12.21 - A Medium of Inter-communication for Literary Men, Artists, - Antiquaries, Genealogists, etc. • Various
... up the sculptor's tool! Becall the dreams that die To rule In Parian o'er the sky; And kings that not endure In bronze to re-ascend Secure Until the ...
— Collected Poems - Volume One (of 2) • Alfred Noyes
... well waged, victoriously fought, Rich jewels of pearls in Cross will be wrought; E'er trusting in One who knoweth no wrong, Forever we'll live ...
— Poems - A Message of Hope • Mary Alice Walton
... service Gask does for the King? All for his sake, in the bloom of the year, In the gardens of Gask the white blossoms appear— The Royal White Roses to Scotland sae dear. Then far o'er Stralhearn let the praise of them ring, Let them live once again in the song that we sing, The crown of White Roses ...
— Chronicles of Strathearn • Various
... Whoe'er thou art that shall peruse this book, This may inform thee, when I undertook To write these lines, it was not my design To publish this imperfect work of mine: Composed only for diversion's sake. But being inclin'd to think thou ...
— The Works of John Bunyan • John Bunyan
... whose spirit woke the dust of nations into life— That o'er the waste and barren earth spread flowers and fruitage rife— Whose genius, like the sun, illumed the mighty realms of mind— Had fled for ever from the fame, love, ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Vol. 20, - Issue 572, October 20, 1832 • Various
... I lost. As one, Who with his gain elated, sees the time When all unwares is gone, he inwardly Mourns with heart-griping anguish; such was I, Haunted by that fell beast, never at peace, Who coming o'er against me, by degrees Impell'd me where the sun ...
— The Vision of Hell, Part 1, Illustrated by Gustave Dore - The Inferno • Dante Alighieri, Translated By The Rev. H. F. Cary
... what has been going on around Richmond, and I can imagine one says one day, "Ah, boys, listen! I hear a band of music, and it sounds as if they were playing the old battle cry of the Republic. It sounds as if they were playing "The star spangled banner! long may it wave o'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!" And the hearts of the poor fellows begin to leap for joy. "I believe Richmond is taken. I believe they are coming to deliver us," and every man in that prison, is full of joy, ...
— Moody's Anecdotes And Illustrations - Related in his Revival Work by the Great Evangilist • Dwight L. Moody
... bedurften, sich heute in Jahren volienden, haeufig schon in voller Ausbildung ins Dasein treten."—PHILIPPOVICH, Fortschritt und Kulturentwicklung, 1892, i. quoting SIEMENS, 1886. Wir erkennen dass dem Menschen die schwere koerperliche Arbeit, von der er in seinem Kampfe um's Dasein stets schwer niedergedrueckt war und grossenteils noch ist, mehr und mehr durch die wachsende Benutzung der Naturkraefte zur mechanischen Arbeitsleistung abgenommen wird, dass die ihm zufallende ...
— A Lecture on the Study of History • Lord Acton
... thought to luse 'er. She never told me 'ow bad she was, afore she tuk to 'er bed. 'Tis a dreadful thing to luse a ...
— Quotations from the Works of John Galsworthy • David Widger
... long shall memory speak his praise, and mark the grave that blest, When eighty years had crowned his days, he laid him down to rest; The stone that marks the sylvan spot, the line that tells his name, The stream, the shore; be ne'er forgot, and freedom's be ...
— Personal Memoirs Of A Residence Of Thirty Years With The Indian Tribes On The American Frontiers • Henry Rowe Schoolcraft
... confused march forlorn, th' adventurous Bands With shuddering horror pale, and eyes aghast Viewed first their lamentable lot, and found No rest; through many a dark and drearie Vaile They passed, and many a Region dolorous. O'er many a frozen, many a fiery Alpe, Rocks, Caves, Lakes, Fens, Bogs, Dens and shades of death, A Universe of death, which God by curse Created evil, for evil only good Where all life dies, death lives, and nature ...
— The Captives • Hugh Walpole
... the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold: For this the tragic Muse first trod the stage, Commanding tears to stream through every age. Tyrants no more their savage nature kept, And foes to virtue wondered ...
— The Mirror of Taste, and Dramatic Censor - Volume I, Number 1 • Stephen Cullen Carpenter
... of God is everywhere, Pervades all space and time: The power of God can still the air, And rules in every clime;— Then bow the heart, and bend the knee, And worship o'er ...
— Miles Wallingford - Sequel to "Afloat and Ashore" • James Fenimore Cooper
... length of time. In Shadow Land are upstretched hands And, midst the noise of this Great World Are feeble cries for help; My ear shall practice to hear such calls, My hands shall train to lift the fallen; Noble men and women who are pushed aside Need champions for their cause; Man, where'er he is or what he be Is none the less my brother And needs the strong to cheer him on. What we extend in help and cheer, Brings its reward in Happiness. It is not for me to say or think Look out for myself first; The bird, the beast, the stream that flows, The hills, the fields, the ...
— Dollars and Sense • Col. Wm. C. Hunter
... old bloke with the big joss. I allers goes to see Ma Lorenzo when I'm in Port o' London. I've seen 'er for the last ...
— Tales of Chinatown • Sax Rohmer
... position which you occupy, and, above all, it is due to that truthfulness in history which you claim to revere. If you desire it, I will endeavor to visit you, and in a friendly manner "fight our battles o'er again," and endeavor to convince you that you have always been mistaken as to the manner in which my part in the "Meridian campaign" was performed. But I will never rest until the wrong statements regarding it are fully ...
— The Memoirs of General W. T. Sherman, Complete • William T. Sherman
... father, I have received a letter from you to-day, from which I learn that you have been informed by Lapo and Lodovico. I am glad that you should rebuke me, because I deserve to be rebuked as a ne'er-do-well and sinner as much as any one, or perhaps more. But you must know that I have not been guilty in the affair for which you take me to task now, neither as regards them nor any one else, except it be ...
— The Life of Michelangelo Buonarroti • John Addington Symonds
... the noontide beam were born? Gone to salute the rising Morn. Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm, In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping Whirlwind's sway, That, hushed in grim ...
— Seekers after God • Frederic William Farrar
... thy words, the thoughts control That o'er thee swell and throng; They will condense within thy soul And turn to purpose strong. But he who lets his feelings run In soft luxurious flow, Faints when hard service must be done, And shrinks ...
— Mornings in the College Chapel - Short Addresses to Young Men on Personal Religion • Francis Greenwood Peabody
... of this 'ere yard. These stables is your jail. If you leave 'em I'll have to leave 'em too, and over the seas, in the County Mayo, an old mother will 'ave to leave her bit of a cottage. For two pounds I must be sending her every month, or she'll have naught to eat, nor no thatch over 'er head. I can't lose my place, Kid, so see you don't lose it for me. You must keep away from the kennels," says he; "they're not for the likes of you. The kennels are for the quality. I wouldn't take a litter of them woolly dogs for one wag of your ...
— The Boy Scout and Other Stories for Boys • Richard Harding Davis
... that were brave shall be braver—they shall love with a love more fair; They shall hear, o'er a worldwide battlefield, the Voice of their God in the air; They shall have the real saints for their comrades—Magdalene, Peter, and Paul; They shall fight unembittered, and never again shall be weary ...
— New York Times Current History; The European War, Vol 2, No. 4, July, 1915 - April-September, 1915 • Various
... Call me a blackguard, a ne'er-do-weel, if I am mistaken about this woman. You see what an affair it is. What a case it is. A romance! A woman murdering her own husband for love! The fame of it will go all over Russia. They will make you ...
— The Continental Classics, Volume XVIII., Mystery Tales • Various
... blasts o'er the tops of the mountain, And bare is the oak on the hill; Slowly the vapors exhale from the fountain, And bright gleams the ice-bordered rill; All nature is seeking its annual rest, But the slumbers of peace have ...
— The Spy • James Fenimore Cooper
... I was aboard of. It's risky, I know; but so's the whole trip, for that matter, though, so far, by what I've seen of the little craft, I'd as lieve be aboard her in a gale of wind as I would be in e'er a ship that ever was launched. She's cramped for room, and when you've said that you've said all as any man can say ag'in her. Besides, see how 'twill shorten the v'yage. Once round the Horn and you're there, ...
— For Treasure Bound • Harry Collingwood
... O'er Moor and Fen The Wilderness Rosaleen O'Hara The Soul of Dominic Wildthorne Follow the Gleam David Baring The ...
— All for a Scrap of Paper - A Romance of the Present War • Joseph Hocking
... in a very patient tone: Wo ist denn mein Vater?[124] This was told to his grandfather the Emperor; and he gave directions that the child should be brought to him, the very next time he should put the question. He then said to him: Du moechtestwissen wo dein Vater ist? Er ist in Verhaft. Man hat es mit ihm gut gemeint; weil er aber unruhig war, so hat man ihn in Verhaft gestellt, und Dich wird man auch ...
— After Waterloo: Reminiscences of European Travel 1815-1819 • Major W. E Frye
... those of them that have not been successful in keeping clear of detection are walking round and round prison yards, experiencing the operation of a discipline that breaks and does not build. They were merry-hearted boys once, with nothing of the criminal or ne'er-do-weel in their natures, and now—have you ever seen a prison yard, with that walk round and round and round between grey walls under a ...
— When William Came • Saki
... tracts of time divide Those golden days from me; Thy voice comes strange o'er years of change; How can ...
— Christianity and Progress • Harry Emerson Fosdick
... am pure in thought And deed—yet I was married early, Ere I had lov'd. I could not choose but love, When I saw one—No matter—I am pure; But death is welcome. Do not frown on me: I ne'er had told thee, but for comfort's sake, Lest thou shouldst think that ...
— Cromwell • Alfred B. Richards
... gold-rimmed glasses and settled them under arching brows, while the society smile faded quite away. "Of course," she said coldly, "one should make due and proper allowance for facts—as they exist. And also—er—consider above all what interpretation is best suited to one's individual station in life. Truth, my dear Philura, adapts itself freely to the needs of the poor and lowly as well as to the demands of those upon whom devolve ...
— The Transfiguration of Miss Philura • Florence Morse Kingsley
... God gave hands, left and right, To deal with divers foes in fight; And eyes He gave all sights to hold; And limbs for pacings manifold; Gave tongue to taste both sour and sweet, Gave gust for salad, fish and meat; But, Christian Sir, whoe'er thou art, Trust not thy many-chambered heart! Give not one bow'r to Blonde, and yet Retain a room for the Brunette: Whoever gave each other part, The devil planned and built the heart! —In ...
— Double Trouble - Or, Every Hero His Own Villain • Herbert Quick
... as I have felt—or be what I have been, Or weep as I could once have wept, o'er many a vanished scene; {252} As springs in deserts found seem sweet, all brackish tho' they be, So, midst the withered waste of life, those tears would ...
— Brief History of English and American Literature • Henry A. Beers
... boon? If so, it must befall That Death, whene'er he call, Must call too soon. Though fourscore years he give Yet one would pray to live Another moon! What kind of plaint have I, Who perish in July? I might have had ...
— Songs of a Savoyard • W. S. Gilbert
... no livin'. It's lingerin'. Leastways it would be if it wasn't for my gell, Tilley, there. 'Er and 'er 'usban' gives us a 'and; an' if you've got a bit about you you might 'elp us put our copper to rights. Got a thick 'un? I'll pay it back, s'elp me Gord, if the missus ...
— The Chequers - Being the Natural History of a Public-House, Set Forth in - a Loafer's Diary • James Runciman
... and the Emmets advance, To join with their friends in the Grasshopper's dance; For see, his thin form o'er the favourite bend, And the Grasshopper mourns for the ...
— The Butterfly's Funeral - A Sequel to the Butterfly's Ball and Grasshopper's Feast • J. L. B.
... de mine, de fellers says yer must set up a kag er beer. Ter pay fer drivin' my mule, I say yer got ter take a lickin', an' ...
— Derrick Sterling - A Story of the Mines • Kirk Munroe
... form: Republic of Palau conventional short form: Palau local short form: Belau former: Palau District (Trust Territory of the Pacific Islands) local long form: Beluu er a Belau ...
— The 2003 CIA World Factbook • United States. Central Intelligence Agency
... Lucy, Knight, seeing him right opposite, on the farther side of the long table, and fearing no disadvantage, did frown upon him with great dignity; then, deigning ne'er a word to the culprit, turned he his face toward his chaplain, Sir Silas Gough, who stood beside him, and said unto him most courteously, and unlike unto one who in ...
— Citation and Examination of William Shakspeare • Walter Savage Landor
... Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again. Let us then be up and doing, With a heart for any fate, Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn ...
— Through Forest and Fire - Wild-Woods Series No. 1 • Edward Ellis
... use?" said he. "The game is up with me now;" —meaning, poor ruined ne'er-do-well, not only that that game with Miss Dunstable was up, but that the great game of his whole life was being brought ...
— Framley Parsonage • Anthony Trollope
... winter's day— As runs the history of a race; Yet, as we look back o'er the way, How distant ...
— Fifty years & Other Poems • James Weldon Johnson
... now wild o'ergrown, On the bosom of which my tears have oft flown, Where my mother beside her mother lies sleeping, O'er them the rank grass, bright dew drops are weeping; To that hallowed spot farewell and forever, Oak Hill I depart ...
— As I Remember - Recollections of American Society during the Nineteenth Century • Marian Gouverneur
... when an angel, by divine command, With rising tempests shakes a guilty land, Such as of late o'er pale Brittania passed, Calm and serene he drives the furious blast; And, pleased th' Almighty's orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind and ...
— The American Union Speaker • John D. Philbrick
... they say Ploughed the brown earth, and made it green for Frey; Then came dark-bearded Niod; and after him Freyia, thin-robed, about her ankles slim The grey cats playing. In another place Thor's hammer gleamed o'er Thor's red-bearded face; And Heimdal, with the old horn slung behind, That in the god's dusk he shall surely wind, Sickening all hearts with fear; and last of all, Was Odin's sorrow wrought upon the wall. As slow-paced, weary faced, he went along, Anxious with all the tales of ...
— TITLE • AUTHOR
... solches Buch gefhrlich sein knnte. Es kam uns so grau, so cimmerisch, so totenhaft vor, das wir Mhe hatten, seine Gegenwart auszuhalten, dass wir davor wie vor einern Gespenste schauderten. Der Verfasser glaubt sein Buch ganz eigens zu empfehlen, wenn er in der Vorrede versichert, dass er, als ein abgelebter Greis, soeben in die Grube stiegend, der Mit- und Nachwelt die Wahrheit verknden wolle. Wir lachten ihn aus: denn wir glaubten bemerkt zu haben, dass von alten Leuten eigentlich an ...
— Baron d'Holbach - A Study of Eighteenth Century Radicalism in France • Max Pearson Cushing
... all the souls in that sea are aware of one another but more than with hearing or sight or by taste or touch or smell, and they all speak to each other yet not with lips, with voices which need no sound. And over the sea lies music as winds o'er an ocean on earth, and there unfettered by language great thoughts set outward through the souls as on ...
— Time and the Gods • Lord Dunsany [Edward J. M. D. Plunkett]
... faith not dead, nor mine: O'er deepest gloom, o'er worst distress, Ever the mighty Sun doth shine Aglow with ...
— With Zola in England • Ernest Alfred Vizetelly
... resumed her instrument; and o'er its strings her rosy fingers twinkled, while with witchery of voice and beauty she enthralled him. Again she sang of love, reclinging there like an houri fit to grace the paradise of her Prophet; and the giant monk became a puppet in her hands. Now, although she sang of love, it was a different ...
— Laughing Bill Hyde and Other Stories • Rex Beach
... Yankee Swope's lydy, as yer call 'er. She arn't nah bleedin' lydy—she's just a blarsted Judy. Yer got to knock a Judy abaht, arn't yer? Hi 'arve hit straight—'e picked ...
— The Blood Ship • Norman Springer
... about it hall at number 7 Spinny lane and I advises you to go there immejat. Missus Mary Swan thats what she calls herself but her richeous name his Mollett—and why not seein who is er usban. So no more at presence but will come foward hany day to pruv hall this agin my guvnor becase he arnt doing the thing as is rite and I looks to you Mr. Pindargrasp to see as I gits someat ansum sein as ow I coms forward agin the Appy ouse gent and for the hother ...
— Castle Richmond • Anthony Trollope
... good cause you have to make such plaint! Now certes we have come upon days of great lament— Our land is taken away, and so's our increase, And ne'er we may look for any help or surcease. It must be, as long I have both dreamt and said, That the promise to Abram ...
— Master Olof - A Drama in Five Acts • August Strindberg
... appears as though we are sailing through a land of perfect rest." "I trust we are, though we sail through a country peopled with savages." She replied, "To-day we beheld the sun in his glory, and strong in his power, now he is departing, but I trust as we continue to sail o'er the ocean of time, guided by the King of Pilots toward a land where glory never fades, and where the True Light never grows dim, our passage may continually be lit up by the reflecting rays of the Sun of Righteousness." As she finished speaking a bright light flashed on the starboard ...
— Young Lion of the Woods - A Story of Early Colonial Days • Thomas Barlow Smith
... went home and tried all the remedies in succession. I could hardly decide which agreed best with the structure and habits of the bugs, but they throve on all. Then I tried them all at once and all o'er with a mighty uproar. Presently the bugs went away. I am not sure that they wouldn't have gone just as soon, if I had let them alone. After they were gone, the vines scrambled out and put forth some beautiful, deep golden ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 9, No. 55, May, 1862 • Various
... "Er ist geheissen Israel. Ihn hat verwandelt Hexenspruch in elnen Hund. * * * * * Aber jeden Freitag Abend, In der Daemmrungstunde, ploetzlich Weicht der Zauber, und der Hund Wird aufs Neu' ein menschlich Wesen." ...
— Daniel Deronda • George Eliot
... wings of a sunny Dome expand I saw a Banner in gladsome air— Starry, like Berenice's Hair— Afloat in broadened bravery there; With undulating long-drawn flow, As tolled Brazilian billows go Voluminously o'er the Line. The Land reposed in peace below; The children in their glee Were folded to the exulting ...
— John Marr and Other Poems • Herman Melville
... thou art near, the hemisphere Commissioned to surround me, (As well as you,) is subject to Some changes that astound me. Where'er I look I seem mistook; All objects—what, I care not— At once arrange to make a change To something that they were not! When thou art near, love, Strange things occur— Thickness is clear, love, Clearness a blur. Penguins are weasels, Cheap things are dear, "Jumps" are ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 99, July 19, 1890 • Various
... I slumbered, I fancied I saw My people's spirit before me; And I felt a strange spell stealing o'er me, As I gazed on the world ...
— An Obscure Apostle - A Dramatic Story • Eliza Orzeszko
... not, as you like. If I was a young feller, I'd hang about Hy' Park all day long only to get a squint at her. My word!—there's nothing to come anigh her—ever I saw! And there she was, a-kissing our little Dolly, like e'er a one of us!" ...
— When Ghost Meets Ghost • William Frend De Morgan
... die in its presence. All this is observed by the world. Not a case occurs which does not harrow the souls of good men, and bring tears of sympathy to the eyes, and those nobler tears which "patriots shed o'er ...
— American Eloquence, Volume II. (of 4) - Studies In American Political History (1896) • Various
... that I wouldn't marry a mad docther, if there was ne'er another man in Ireland. A mad docther! Oh, beetha. Then will you let us know the name that's upon him?" she added in ...
— The Black Baronet; or, The Chronicles Of Ballytrain - The Works of William Carleton, Volume One • William Carleton
... recognized it, have ever been full of the spirit of reverence, of selfless devotion to truth, of humility, as was Darwin; and reverence and humility are the unconscious recognition of the nearness of the Spirit, that Divinity which broods over us, a Master o'er a slave. ...
— The Yoga Sutras of Patanjali • Charles Johnston
... the strength of the hills we bless thee. Our God, our fathers' God. Thou hast made thy children mighty, By the touch of the mountain sod. Thou hast fixed our ark of refuge Where the spoiler's foot ne'er trod; For the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our ...
— Pilgrimage from the Alps to the Tiber - Or The Influence of Romanism on Trade, Justice, and Knowledge • James Aitken Wylie
... son," said the engineer, "dinna airgue a point that ye canna understond. There's guid an' suffeecient reasons for the train. But ye'll ne'er be claimin' that moose huntin' is a ...
— The Boy Scouts Book of Campfire Stories • Various |
