"Unpitying" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... before that shining host, Whose gay attire abashed the morning light, And then struck spur and charged, while from the mass Of rushing terror burst the awful cry, GOD AND THE TEMPLE! As the avalanche slides Down Alpine slopes, precipitous, cold and dark, Unpitying and unwrathful, grinds and crushes The mountain violets and the valley weeds, And drags behind a trail of chaos and death; So burst we on that field, and through and through The gay battalia brave with saffron silks, Crushed and abolished ...
— Pike County Ballads and Other Poems • John Hay
... noblest minds. Some have worn about their persons the symbols, the instruments, or the mementos of their guilt: and in Mrs. Godber Sir Morgan sees a living memorial of what he now deems his crime and of its punishment; a record (as he says himself) of his own unpitying heart—and of the bitter judgment that recalled him to ...
— Walladmor: - And Now Freely Translated from the German into English. - In Two Volumes. Vol. II. • Thomas De Quincey
... well filled, or if he is by any chance detained upon his route, his story is likely to be that of hundreds who have perished of thirst upon these plains, between a heaven and an earth that are equally unpitying. ...
— Wood Rangers - The Trappers of Sonora • Mayne Reid
... wept all the Nymphs- Ye hazels, bear them witness, and ye streams- When she, his mother, clasping in her arms The hapless body of the son she bare, To gods and stars unpitying, poured her plaint. Then, Daphnis, to the cooling streams were none That drove the pastured oxen, then no beast Drank of the river, or would the grass-blade touch. Nay, the wild rocks and woods then voiced the roar Of Afric ...
— The Bucolics and Eclogues • Virgil
... Thy cruel heart to spare our harmless lives? Who, but for thee, alas! might have enjoyed Our many promised years of happiness. No soul, save thine, but pities our misusage. Oh! 'twas a cruel deed! therefore alone, Unpitying, ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Volume 10, Number 59, September, 1862 • Various
... god of Force, with fear, not love, Its trembling worshipper! Can prayer Reach the shut ear of Fate, or move Unpitying Energy to spare? What ...
— The Complete Works of Whittier - The Standard Library Edition with a linked Index • John Greenleaf Whittier
... last the night that loved me, Turned its pent-up furies loose, Roaring out on me its anger And unpitying abuse. How the rain beat down upon me! How the lightning burned its track Through the clouds of storm and thunder As I reached your sod-walled shack! All was dark within, and quiet, When I rapped upon the door. Then I saw the flash of matches And the lamplight ...
— Nancy MacIntyre • Lester Shepard Parker
... and the room was all in brightness. There, on the bed, in the familiar attitude between the sheets, his head resting on his hand, his eyes blazing like living coals, was the dreadful cause of all my agonies. He looked at me with his unpitying, unblinking glance. ...
— The Beetle - A Mystery • Richard Marsh
... the Dead. So stand we friends for you, who stood our friend Through him that day; for now through him you know That though where love was, love is till the end, Love, turned of death to longing, like a foe, Strikes: when the ruined heart goes forth to crave Mercy of the high, austere, unpitying Grave. ...
— Hawthorn and Lavender - with Other Verses • William Ernest Henley
... the same day, in 1620, a low rakish ship hastening from the tropics, solitary and alone, to the New World. What is she? She is freighted with the elements of unmixed evil. Hark! hear those rattling chains, hear that cry of despair and wail of anguish, as they die away in the unpitying distance. Listen to those shocking oaths, the crack of that flesh-cutting whip. Ah! it is the first cargo of slaves on their way to Jamestown, Virginia. Behold the May-flower anchored at Plymouth Rock, the slave-ship in James River. Each a parent, one of the prosperous, labour-honouring, ...
— Clotel; or, The President's Daughter • William Wells Brown
... even that. I have nothing, though I have done no wrong beyond holding her in my arms for one little hour. Out of all the time that was before our beginning, out of all the time that shall be after our ending, and in all the unpitying years of our mortal life, ...
— Flower of the Dusk • Myrtle Reed
... particular about the comfortable arrangement of his part of the boat, as an old stage-driver is about the snugness of his box. When close to the whale, in the very death-lock of the fight, he handled his unpitying lance coolly and off-handedly, as a whistling tinker his hammer. He would hum over his old rigadig tunes while flank and flank with the most exasperated monster. Long usage had, for this Stubb, converted the jaws of death into an easy chair. What he thought of death itself, there is ...
— Moby Dick; or The Whale • Herman Melville
... way home was? And she strained her unseeing eyes intently for a moment, and then closed them, to let the way come into her mind. That must be the way, and she would go in that direction until she thought she could make them hear; and then she would call. And ere she started, amid the cold, unpitying trees, in her purity and innocence, that savage nature reveres and respects, she knelt and prayed; she asked for guidance and strength, and arose hopeful. But she found that she was very weary: her feet were wet and cold, and when she was ...
— Bart Ridgeley - A Story of Northern Ohio • A. G. Riddle
... war's alarms? And if thy wife Creusa be alive, And young Ascanius? for around thee swarms The foe, and but for my protecting arms, Fierce sword or flame had swept them all away. Not oft-blamed Paris, nor the hateful charms Of Helen; Heaven, unpitying Heaven to-day Hath razed the Trojan towers and reft the ...
— The Aeneid of Virgil - Translated into English Verse by E. Fairfax Taylor • Virgil
... &c adj.; inclemency; severity &c 739; malevolence &c 907. V. have no mercy, shut the gates of mercy &c 914; give no quarter. Adj. pitiless, merciless, ruthless, bowelless; unpitying, unmerciful, inclement; grim-faced, grim-visaged; incompassionate^, uncompassionate; inexorable; harsh &c ...
— Roget's Thesaurus of English Words and Phrases: Body • Roget
... opened her blue eyes a little wider. She was still in circumstances to defy her reverend lover, if his eyes had declined upon lower attractions than her own. She looked very straight before her with unpitying precision down the road, on which St Roque's Church and Cottage were becoming already visible. The whole party were walking briskly over a path hard with frost, which made their footsteps ring. The air was ...
— The Doctor's Family • Mrs. (Margaret) Oliphant
... eldest born Of Acessamenus: on him he sprang; He, from the river rising, stood oppos'd. Two lances in his hand; his courage rous'd By Xanthus, who, indignant, saw his stream Polluted by the blood of slaughter'd youths, By fierce Achilles' hand, unpitying, slain. When near the warriors, each to other, came, Achilles, swift of foot, took up the word: "What man, and whence art thou, who dar'st to stand Oppos'd to me? of most unhappy sires The children they, ...
— The Iliad • Homer
... sky-raker in the chase, nor backed a mainsail astern of the enemy. But pirate as I am—hunted and driven forth like the prowling wolf, without the common rights and usages of my fellow men—I have yet their feelings. I had a child! Thy fell, unpitying purpose, remorseless monster, hath made me childless! But thou hast robbed the lioness of her whelp, and ...
— Traditions of Lancashire, Volume 2 (of 2) • John Roby
... battalion of infantry and two fresh squadrons of the Imperial Light Horse. The Boers, however, were also pushing men up. Under these conditions no further advance was tried from either line, but the firing continued incessant and unpitying. By 10 A.M. the British force had so increased that the ...
— Story of the War in South Africa - 1899-1900 • Alfred T. Mahan
... over the cowering woman, strong and unpitying in her stern indignation, lifted out of all thought of herself by the intensity of her woe. Cora shrank away from her, slipping the bottle into her pocket, and even covertly making the sign of the cross as Lettice's last words fell upon her ear—words that sounded to her untutored ...
— Name and Fame - A Novel • Adeline Sergeant
... soughing gale swept around our nucleus of despair, and the surging of the sea was like a bitter funeral-wail. The air grew cold and chill; one vast, pall-like cloud enveloped the whole face of the unpitying heavens, that seemed literally "to press down upon our very faces like ...
— Miriam Monfort - A Novel • Catherine A. Warfield |
