"Prest" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... William Dane, that sometime was An ironmonger; where each degree He worthily (with praise) did passe. By Wisdom, Truth, and Heed, was he Advanc'd an Alderman to be; Then Sheriffe; that he, with justice prest, And cost, performed with the best. In almes frank, of conscience cleare; In grace with prince, to people glad; His vertuous wife, his faithful peere, MARGARET, this monument hath made; Meaning (through God) that as shee had With him (in house) long lived well; Even so in Tombes ...
— Old and New London - Volume I • Walter Thornbury
... made him ready for his rest, Flowers in his hair, and on his breast His little hands together prest. ...
— Poems • Elizabeth Stoddard
... mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom; And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On ...
— Familiar Quotations • John Bartlett
... there's the monie, beare it straight, And bring thy Master home imediately. Come sister, I am prest downe with conceit: Conceit, my comfort and ...
— The First Folio [35 Plays] • William Shakespeare
... active and conscious intervention. The strange thing is that he should not have been punished for complicity. Later in the reign of Mary his wife exposed herself to similar peril, and similarly escaped. Foxe in his Acts and Monuments relates that Agnes Prest, before she was brought to the stake in 1557 at Southernhay, had been comforted in Exeter gaol by the visits of 'the wife of Walter Ralegh, a woman of noble wit, and of good and ...
— Sir Walter Ralegh - A Biography • William Stebbing
... lovers true; But now upon the left he flew, And with sporting sneeze divine, Gave to joy the sacred sign. Acme bent her lovely face, Flush'd with rapture's rosy grace, And those eyes that swam in bliss, Prest with many a breathing kiss; Breathing, murmuring, soft, and low, Thus might life for ever flow! "Love of my life, and life of love! Cupid rules our fates above, Ever let us vow to join In homage at his happy shrine." Cupid heard the lovers true, Again ...
— Curiosities of Literature, Vol. 1 (of 3) • Isaac D'Israeli
... of vysytacyon, whan all the prestys apperyd before hym, called aside iii. of the yonge prestys which were acusyd that th[e]y could not wel say theyr dyvyne service, and askyd of them, when they sayd mas, whether they sayd corpus meus or corpum meum. The fyrst prest sayde that he sayd corpus meus. The second sayd that he sayd corpum meum. And than he asked of the thyrd how he sayde; whyche answered and sayd thus: Sir, because it is so great a dout, and dyvers men be in dyvers opynyons, therfore, because I wolde ...
— Flowers from a Persian Garden and Other Papers • W. A. Clouston
... long time I'll finely rite you the brijfarmer wuz heer agen Yestiddy an sez you cud becum a sanet an woodn haf to lern enythin ixcep that yood go to roam, deer matty think it over ef youd bee prest mung the hindeens but the furst mas sellabrayshun wood bee in the tavrn an by the way the brijfarmer sez hel pay you threthowzen marx too boot when yor dun. deer matty think it over wel and how mutch it wood pleez yor father. I didn rite this letter. Sensi rote it. I mus stop my ritin cuz the ...
— The German Classics of the Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries - Masterpieces of German Literature Vol. 19 • Various
... On the lips that he has prest In their bloom, And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many ...
— Over the Teacups • Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
... sayings of the Holy Scriptures beat Like pulses in the Church's brow and breast; And by them we find rest in our unrest, And heart-deep in salt tears, do yet entreat God's fellowship, as if on heavenly seat. The first is Jesus wept, whereon is prest Full many a sobbing face that drops its best And sweetest waters on the record sweet: And one is, where the Christ denied and scorned Looked upon Peter. Oh, to render plain, By help of having loved a little and mourned, That look of sovran love ...
— The World's Best Poetry Volume IV. • Bliss Carman
... that fondrels count a grace, But doth to well tun'd harmony incline, A necke inferior nought vnto the face, And breath most apt for to be prest by thine, Now if the vtter view so glorious proue, Iudge how the hidden ...
— Seven Minor Epics of the English Renaissance (1596-1624) • Dunstan Gale
... spread around me? —no; But merely of two simple men I saw to-day on the pier in the midst of the crowd, parting the parting of dear friends, The one to remain hung on the other's neck and passionately kiss'd him, While the one to depart tightly prest the one ...
— Leaves of Grass • Walt Whitman
... dearest Lavinia, I am arrived at Belleview, a good deal fatigued, where we found Mr. Bushrod Washington and his lady, on their way down. She is fonder of me than ever; prest me to go with her to Maryland this Winter. Mr. Phil Fitzhugh is likewise here. He said, at supper, he was engaged to dance with one of the Miss Brents at a Ball in Dumfries, but that it was only conditionally. Mammy has just sent me word she has a letter for me—it is from Nancy, ...
— Journal of a Young Lady of Virginia, 1782 • Lucinda Lee Orr
... hand, between the goal and him, Beached from behind his back, a trigger prest— And those perplexed and patient eyes were dim, Those gaunt, long-laboring limbs ...
— Poems Teachers Ask For • Various
... chained lest he prove a pest: And the desert carcases swim the main * While union-pearls on the sandbank rest[FN230]: No sparrow would hustle the sparrow-hawk, * Were it not by folly and weakness prest: A-sky is written on page of air * 'Who doth kindly of kindness shall have the best!' 'Ware of gathering sugar from bitter gourd:[FN231] * 'Twill prove to its ...
— The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, Volume 9 • Richard F. Burton
... may discern one Brave knight, with pipes on shield, ycleped Vernon Like a borne fiend along the plain he thundered, Prest to be carving throtes, while ...
— Rob Roy, Complete, Illustrated • Sir Walter Scott
... my orphan youth to share The tender guidance of a father's care. * * * * * * * "What brother springs a brother's love to seek? What sister's gentle kiss has prest my cheek? * * * * * * * "Thus must I cling to some endearing hand, And none more dear than ...
— My Recollections of Lord Byron • Teresa Guiccioli
... too, As simple folks that knew not their own minds; And one, in whom all evil fancies clung Like serpent eggs together, laughingly Would hint a worse in either. Her own son Was silent, tho' he often look'd his wish; But evermore the daughter prest upon her To wed the man so dear to all of them And lift the household out of poverty; And Philip's rosy face contracting grew Careworn and wan; and all these things fell on her Sharp ...
— Enoch Arden, &c. • Alfred Tennyson
... little rest 'Bove the Zodiac I prest, Which doth ever, in a sphere, Through three elements career; I've sojourn'd in Gwynfryn, In the halls of Cynfelyn; To the King the harp I play'd, ...
— Targum • George Borrow
... is thy cheek, and cold As the clay upon it prest; And in many a slimy fold, Winds the grave-worm round thy breast. Thou wilt join the fight no more,— Glory's dream with thee is o'er,— And alike are now to thee Greatness ...
— Mazelli, and Other Poems • George W. Sands
... was mightier in show, Than in effect, by which the prince was prest; So that poor Isabel, distraught with woe, Felt her heart severed in her frozen breast. The Scottish prince, all over in a glow, With anger and resentment was possest, And putting all his strength in either hand, Smote full the Tartar's helmet with ...
— National Epics • Kate Milner Rabb
... lord a m^{l}ccxxiiij,[3] the emperour Baldewyn which whanne he wente to bataile to fyghte with Godes enemyes he hadde a croos boren before hym, whiche crosse seynt Eleyne made of the crosse that Cryst deyde upon; and there was an Englyssh prest that tyme with hym that was called S^{r}. Hughe, and he was borne in Norfolke, the whiche preest broughte the same crosse to Bromholm in Norfolke. Also in this yere the plees of the crowne were pletyd in the tour of London. Also in this yere was the castell of Bedford ...
— A Chronicle of London from 1089 to 1483 • Anonymous
... know me well; and herein spend but time, To wind about my love with circumstance; Then do but say to me what I should do, That in your knowledge may by me be done, And I am prest unto it:[15] therefore speak. ...
— The Merchant of Venice [liberally edited by Charles Kean] • William Shakespeare
... thou art, but where thou wast, Fleet Beckoner, more shy than wind! I haunt the pine-dark solitudes, With soft, brown silence carpeted, And think to snare thee in the woods: Peace I o'ertake, but thou art fled! I find the rock where thou didst rest, The moss thy skimming foot hath prest; All Nature with thy parting thrills, Like branches after birds new-flown; Thy passage hill and hollow fills With hints of virtue not their own; In dimples still the water slips Where thou hast dipped thy finger-tips; ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Volume V, Number 29, March, 1860 - A Magazine Of Literature, Art, And Politics • Various
... harmless childhood lay Like metals in a mine; Age from no face takes more away Than youth conceal'd in thine. But as your charms insensibly To their perfection prest, So love as unperceived did fly, And center'd in ...
— The Golden Treasury - Of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language • Various
... would hang White summer-lightnings; as it sank and sprang To measure, that whole palpitating breast Of heaven, 't was Apollo, Nature prest At eve ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 13, No. 79, May, 1864 • Various
... Mrs. Prest into my confidence; in truth without her I should have made but little advance, for the fruitful idea in the whole business dropped from her friendly lips. It was she who invented the short cut, who severed the Gordian knot. It is not supposed ...
— The Aspern Papers • Henry James
... startled bay; I ceased not, till, by custom bold, After three tedious moons were told, Both barb and hounds were train'd—nay, more, Fierce for the fight—then left the shore! Three days have fleeted since I prest (Return'd at length) this welcome soil, Nor once would lay my limbs to rest, Till ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, No. CCCXXVIII. February, 1843. Vol. LIII. • Various
... walk, and sweetly talk, Till the silent moon shine clearly; I'll grasp thy waist, and, fondly prest, Swear how I love thee dearly; Not vernal showers to budding flow'rs, Not autumn to the farmer, So dear can be as thou to me, ...
— Cupid's Middleman • Edward B. Lent
... for chaste love the Mullet hath no peer, For, if the Fisher hath surprised her pheer, As mad with woe to shoare she followeth, Prest to consort him both ...
— The Complete Angler 1653 • Isaak Walton
... the Montmorency family. She spoke French so perfectly that there might be some truth in this report, and it was agreed that her manners were fine, and her air distinguished. Fifty would-be partners thronged round her at once, and prest to have the honor to dance with her. But she said she was engaged, and only going to dance very little; and made her way at once to the place where Emmy sate quite unnoticed, and ...
— The Best of the World's Classics, Restricted to Prose, Vol. VI (of X)—Great Britain and Ireland IV • Various
... in the Old Bay State, back in the 17th century, in providing to meet the situation that prest upon them, unconsciously laid the foundations for an educational system that expanded with their expansion and developed with their development. But before taking the initial steps they did not wait to analyze the entire situation and ...
— On the Firing Line in Education • Adoniram Judson Ladd
... or thereabouts; and the Tithes and Messuages of Whateley are no great Matter, being mortgaged for about as much moore, and he hath lent Sights of Money to them that won't pay, so 'tis hard to be thus prest. Poor Father! 'twas good of him to give me this ...
— Mary Powell & Deborah's Diary • Anne Manning
... keystane of the brig; There at them thou thy tail may toss, A running stream they darena cross; But ere the keystane she could make, The fient a tail she had to shake! For Nannie, far before the rest, Hard upon noble Maggie prest, And flew at Tam wi' furious ettle; {152f} But little wist she Maggie's mettle - Ae spring brought off her master hale, But left behind her ain grey tail: The carlin claught her by the rump, And left ...
— Playful Poems • Henry Morley
... Eroude kyng of Judee ther was a prest Zacarye by name, of the sort of Abia: and his wyf was of the doughtris of Aaron, and hir ...
— The Grammar of English Grammars • Goold Brown
... should this meane? my Doues are back returnd, Who warne me of such daunger prest at hand, To harme my sweete Ascanius louely life. Iuno, my mortall foe, what make you here? Auaunt old witch ...
— The Tragedy of Dido Queene of Carthage • Christopher Marlowe
... eyes, who in the signal read, That it belonged to him to make reply To what the king of Africa had said. The Spaniard rose, and bending reverently To Agramant the knee as well as head, Again his honoured seat in council prest, And in these words the ...
— Orlando Furioso • Lodovico Ariosto
... of waters, south and west Lonelier lands than dreams in sleep would feign to be, When the soul goes forth on travel, and is prest Round and compassed in with clouds that flash and flee Dells without a streamlet, downs without a tree, Cirques of hollow cliff that crumble, give their guest Little hope, till hard at hand he pause, to see Where the small town smiles, a ...
— A Midsummer Holiday and Other Poems • Algernon Charles Swinburne
... oh! then behold me kneeling before you; see my anguish, my fears, my hopes. I have none but in you! remember your sex, your habit, your former affection for me. You loved me once! even now you called me your child, often have you prest me to your heart with all a mother's tenderness— oh! then by that tender name I charge you, I implore you, tempt me not to vice; rather aid me to persevere in virtue. Let me depart; restore me to my parents; I will never divulge ...
— The Mirror of Taste, and Dramatic Censor - Vol. I. No. 3. March 1810 • Various
... hundred men (including fifty "Bugres" or Tupis) with parroquets and other birds and beasts of the newly explored regions. The procession is given in the four-folding woodcut "Figure des Bresiliens" in Jean de Prest's ...
— The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, Volume 10 • Richard F. Burton
... take all your merry men who Your coursers’ backs have prest; We’ll hie us to our Lady’s church, And ...
— Little Engel - a ballad with a series of epigrams from the Persian - - - Translator: George Borrow • Thomas J. Wise
... cruel fingers brown the sod, It's dearer far than all the world beside! Forms live again—we gaze in love and pride On youthful faces prest close to our own. Eyes smile to ours; we hear each tender tone, Grief's smart is softened—less the sense of loss. This grave we have, ...
— New York Times Current History; The European War, Vol 2, No. 2, May, 1915 - April-September, 1915 • Various
... will mourn because I am bereaved, Others have suffered others too have grieved Over hopes broken even as mine are broke, By a swift unexpected bitter stroke, And I must weep as weeping Jacob prest, To grieving lips his ...
— Verses and Rhymes by the way • Nora Pembroke
... came help in our birth— Not lost in lifing us, but saved and blest— Self bearing self, although right sorely prest, Shall nothing lose, but die and be at rest In life eternal, beyond all care and dearth. God-born then truly, a man does no more ill, Perfectly loves, ...
— A Book of Strife in the Form of The Diary of an Old Soul • George MacDonald
... he had jousts and tournaments, Whereto were many prest, Wherein some knights did far excel ...
— The Children's Garland from the Best Poets • Various
... down to make six bearers. 20 Ease was his chief disease, and to judge right, He di'd for heavines that his Cart went light, His leasure told him that his time was com, And lack of load, made his life burdensom That even to his last breath (ther be that say't) As he were prest to death, he cry'd more waight; But had his doings lasted as they were, He had bin an immortall Carrier. Obedient to the Moon he spent his date In cours reciprocal, and had his fate 30 Linkt to the mutual flowing of the Seas, ...
— The Poetical Works of John Milton • John Milton
... all, faint, feeble, prest with age, We mark her feelings in the last great stage; The feverish hopes, the fears, the cares of life, No more oppress her with torturing strife; The chivalrous spirit of her early day Has passed with beauty and with youth away. ...
— Alvira: the Heroine of Vesuvius • A. J. O'Reilly
... so that he could not swear by Gods wounds. The Minister began, Sir, I am very glad that ye take the freedom to propon your doubts, for its a signe of attention. As to your difficulty, ye would know that a man when he is sorest prest he wil swear sorest, so that Peter keipt the greatest oath last; also ye would know that it was a Profetical oath, as give he sould have sayd, by the wounds ...
— Publications of the Scottish History Society, Vol. 36 • Sir John Lauder
... man who was required for the king's service at sea, like his twin brother the soldier, was not "pressed" in the sense in which we now use the term. He was merely subjected to a process called "presting." To "prest" a man meant to enlist him by means of what was technically known as "prest" money—"prest" being the English equivalent of the obsolete French prest, now pret, meaning "ready." In the recruiter's vocabulary, ...
— The Press-Gang Afloat and Ashore • John R. Hutchinson
... without repose, My heart too with her: and my fond thought knows Nought on which gladlier, oft'ner it can stay. Again my fancy doth her form portray Meek among beauty's train, like to some rose Midst meaner flowers; nor joy nor grief she shows; Not with misfortune prest but with dismay. Then were thrown by her custom'd cheerfulness, Her pearls, her chaplets, and her gay attire, Her song, her laughter, and her mild address; Thus doubtingly I quitted her I love: Now dark ideas, dreams, ...
— The Sonnets, Triumphs, and Other Poems of Petrarch • Petrarch
... how think ye, the end? Did I say "without friend"? Say rather, from marge to blue marge The whole sky grew his targe With the sun's self for visible boss, While an Arm ran across Which the earth heaved beneath like a breast Where the wretch was safe prest! Do you see? Just my vengeance complete, The man sprang to his feet, 70 Stood erect, caught at God's skirts, and ...
— Dramatic Romances • Robert Browning
... spoken When down came the mast; His hold was then broken, That word was his last. A picture is lying, Lorn maid! on his breast— That picture in dying His hand closely prest. ...
— Graham's Magazine Vol XXXII No. 1 January 1848 • Various
... the year 1610. He was eldest son to a most respected family in the parish of Rattray. After he had been sometime in the schools of Aberdeen, he went to St. Andrews, where having perfected his course of philosophy, his Father prest upon him much to study divinity, in order for the ministry; but he, through tenderness of spirit, constantly refused, telling his father, That the work of the ministry was too great a burden for his weak shoulders;—and requested to command to ...
— Biographia Scoticana (Scots Worthies) • John Howie
... be control'd by Advice? Will Cupid our Mothers obey? Though my Heart were as frozen as Ice, At his Flame 'twould have melted away. When he kist me so closely he prest, 'Twas so sweet that I must have comply'd: So I thought it both safest and best To marry, for ...
— The Beggar's Opera • John Gay
... other vnthrifty felows, had brought with them a hors, a hey[11] and a feret to th'entent there to get conys; and when the feret was in the yerth, and the hey set ouer the pathway where thys John Adroyns shuld come, thys prest and hys other felows saw hym come in the dyuyls rayment. Consideryng that they were in the dyuyls seruyce and stelyng of conys and supposyng it had ben the deuyll in dede, [they] for fere, ran away. ...
— Shakespeare Jest-Books; - Reprints of the Early and Very Rare Jest-Books Supposed - to Have Been Used by Shakespeare • Unknown
... Prest. Wood then proceeded to organize. He requested sich ez hed held commissions in the army uv the Yoonited States to step forerd three paces. Gens. Micklelan, Buel, Fitsjohn Porter, & Slocum stept forerd, and with em some 4,000, a part uv whom hed held ...
— "Swingin Round the Cirkle." • Petroleum V. Nasby
... ORCANES. So prest [23] are we: but yet, if Sigismund Speak as a friend, and stand not upon terms, Here is his sword; let peace be ratified On these conditions specified before, Drawn with advice of ...
— Tamburlaine the Great, Part II. • Christopher Marlowe
... I rode back by a safe route, for I had seen quite enough of Uhlans and Cossacks. I passed through Meaux and Chateau Thierry, and so in the evening I arrived at Rheims, where Napoleon was still lying. The bodies of our fellows and of St Prest's Russians had all been buried, and I could see changes in the camp also. The soldiers looked better cared for; some of the cavalry had received remounts, and everything was in excellent order. It was wonderful what a good general can effect in a ...
— The Exploits Of Brigadier Gerard • Arthur Conan Doyle
... poison; as appears from the following curious account of the death of King John, extracted from a MS. Chronicle of England, penes John Clerk, esq. advocate. "And, in the same tyme, the pope sente into Englond a legate, that men cald Swals, and he was prest cardinal of Rome, for to mayntene King Johnes cause agens the barons of Englond; but the barons had so much pte (poustie, i.e. power) through Lewys, the kinges sone of Fraunce, that King Johne wist not wher for to wend ne gone: and so hitt fell, ...
— Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border, Vol. II (of 3) • Walter Scott
... such is love's transgression.— Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast; Which thou wilt propagate, to have it prest With more of thine: this love that thou hast shown Doth add more grief to too much of mine own. Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' ...
— Romeo and Juliet • William Shakespeare [Collins edition]
... therefore they should send some few vnto me to signifie vnto mee what they would haue. Hereupon the fiue chiefe authors of the sedition armed with Corslets, their Pistolles in their handes already bent, prest into my chamber saying vnto mee, that they would goe to New Spaine to seeke their aduenture. Then I warned them to bee well aduised what they meant to doe: but they foorthwith replyed, that they were fully aduised already, and that I must graunt them this request. Seeing ...
— The Principal Navigations, Voyages, Traffiques and Discoveries of - the English Nation. Vol. XIII. America. Part II. • Richard Hakluyt
... marked, that when the reason why Thou still wouldst live in virgin state, thy sire Has prest thee to impart, quick in thine eye Semblance of hope has played—fain ...
— Zophiel - A Poem • Maria Gowen Brooks
... stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely prest; Between the sorrow and the smart My spirit ...
— The Psalms of David - Imitated in the Language of The New Testament - And Applied to The Christian State and Worship • Isaac Watts
... Knowen that I John Melidoni, of the Dutch Nation, residing in this Village and Port of Sta. Cruz de Teneriffe, Grants and a[c]knowledges by this prest. Bill of Sale that I do now and forever really and effectually from hence forward sell and bequeath unto Mr. Peter Doscher, junr. of said Dutch Nation, Mercht. in this expressed port, To and for him and whomsoever he may represent, a Dutch[8] Snow named the Princess ...
— Privateering and Piracy in the Colonial Period - Illustrative Documents • Various
... to be prest of the foot that falls not. As the heart of a dead man the seed plots are dry; From the thickets of thorns whence the nightingale calls not, Could she call, there were never ...
— Picturesque Quebec • James MacPherson Le Moine
... into the hall, And, couched behind a Judith, underneath The head of Holofernes peeped and saw. Girl after girl was called to trial: each Disclaimed all knowledge of us: last of all, Melissa: trust me, Sir, I pitied her. She, questioned if she knew us men, at first Was silent; closer prest, denied it not: And then, demanded if her mother knew, Or Psyche, she affirmed not, or denied: From whence the Royal mind, familiar with her, Easily gathered either guilt. She sent For Psyche, but she was not there; she called For Psyche's child to cast ...
— The Princess • Alfred Lord Tennyson
... gate, Wifflers{17:1} (such Officers as were appointed by the Mayor) to make me way through the throng of the people which prest so mightily vpon me, with great labour I got thorow that narrow preaze{17:4} into the open market place; where on the crosse, ready prepared, stood the Citty Waytes, which not a little refreshed my wearines with toyling thorow so narrow a lane as the people left me: such ...
— Kemps Nine Daies Wonder - Performed in a Daunce from London to Norwich • William Kemp
... explor'd in vain, (for who shall find The amorous thefts of Jove?) the exile shuns His father's anger, and paternal soil. A suppliant bends before Apollo's shrine, To ask his aid;—what region he should chuse To fix his habitation. Phoebus thus;— "A cow, whose neck the yoke has never prest, "Strange to the crooked plough, shall meet thy steps, "Lone in the desert fields: the way she leads "Chuse thou,—rand where upon the grass she rests, "Erect thy walls;—Boeotia call the place." Scarce ...
— The Metamorphoses of Publius Ovidus Naso in English blank verse Vols. I & II • Ovid
... castle on a hill; I took it for an old windmill, The vane's blown off by weather; To lie therein one night, its guest, 'Twere better to be ston'd and prest, Or hang'd—now ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, No. 574 - Vol. XX, No. 574. Saturday, November 3, 1832 • Various
... of Canterbury," 1885, p. 132. The tomb of Richard II. at Westminster was built in his lifetime and under his eyes. The original indentures have been preserved, by which "Nicholas Broker et Godfrey Prest, citeins et copersmythes de Loundres" agree to have the statues of Richard and Anne made, such as they are seen to day with "escriptures en tour la dite toumbe," April 14, 1395. Another contract concerns the marble masonry; both are in the Record ...
— A Literary History of the English People - From the Origins to the Renaissance • Jean Jules Jusserand
... though so jetty Are your pinions, you are pretty: And what matter were it though You were blacker than a crow? Of the many birds that fly (And how many pass me by!) You're the first I ever prest, Of the many, to my breast: Therefore it is very right You should ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, No. 327 - Vol. 53, January, 1843 • Various
... his expectation, then, a little: Brainworm, thou shalt go with us.—Come on, gentlemen.-Nay, I pray thee, sweet Ned, droop not; 'heart, an our wits be so wretchedly dull, that one old plodding brain can outstrip us all, would we were e'en prest to make porters of, and serve out the remnant of our days in Thames-street, or at Custom-house key, in a civil war ...
— Every Man In His Humor - (The Anglicized Edition) • Ben Jonson
... from her gentle breast, And hush'd me in her arms to rest, And on my cheek sweet kisses prest? My Mother. ...
— The Buckle My Shoe Picture Book - One, Two, Buckle My Shoe; A Gaping-Wide-Mouth Waddling Frog; My Mother • Walter Crane
... pier they turn'd; but each Had first between his teeth prest close the tongue, Toward their leader for a signal looking, Which he with ...
— The Divine Comedy, Complete - The Vision of Paradise, Purgatory and Hell • Dante Alighieri
... my sad decline, Thy hands their little force resign; Yet, gently prest, press gently ...
— The Friendships of Women • William Rounseville Alger
... to swim their horses over. Some got safe, others rolled into the lake. The infantry followed pell mell, cut down like sheep by arrows and stones, by the terrible glass swords of the Indians, who crowded round their canoes. The waggons prest on the men, the guns on them, the rear on them again, till in a few minutes the canal was choked with writhing bodies of men and horses, cannon, gold and treasure inestimable, over which the survivors scrambled to the further bank. Cortez, who was helping the rear forded the ...
— True Words for Brave Men • Charles Kingsley
... his button JOE's willing to displace, To take the Primrose posy That's proffered by Her Grace. O gentle dame and dainty, What man could answer "No!" As you prest to his breast The most blessed flowers that blow, The blossoms loved by BEACONSFIELD The bravest blooms ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 101, December 5, 1891 • Various
... lieu Je voy qu'a mes depens vous affectes de rire; Mais ne craignes-vous point, que pour rire de Vous, Relisant Juvenal, refeuilletant Horace, Je ne ranime encor ma satirique audace? Grands Aristarques de Trevoux, N'alles point de nouveau faire courir aux armes, Un athlete tout prest a prendre son conge, Qui par vos traits malins au combat rengage Peut encore aux Rieurs faire verser des larmes. Apprenes un mot de Regnier, Notre celebre Devancier, Corsaires attaquant Corsaires No ...
— Chips From A German Workshop. Vol. III. • F. Max Mueller
... ghastly e'e, poor tweedle-dee Upon his hunkers bended, And pray'd for grace wi' ruefu' face, And sae the quarrel ended. But tho' his little heart did grieve When round the tinkler prest her, He feign'd to snirtle in his sleeve, When thus the ...
— The Complete Works of Robert Burns: Containing his Poems, Songs, and Correspondence. • Robert Burns and Allan Cunningham
... unequivocal testimony of her love, prest her to his bosom, and hastened to explain to her that the sole object of his seeking an interview with her that evening, was to make known his affection; that his silence and reserve were owing to the deep ...
— An Old Sailor's Yarns • Nathaniel Ames
... wrought his valor and foresight, And in that glorious war much suffered he; In vain 'gainst him did Hell oppose her might, In vain the Turks and Morians armed be: His soldiers wild, to brawls and mutinies prest, Reduced he to peace, ...
— Jerusalem Delivered • Torquato Tasso
... Emptines at his backe. The like, is of Fire and Ayre: they will descend: when, either, their Continuitie should be dissolued: or their next Element forced from them. And as they will not be extended, to discontinuitie: So, will they not, nor yet of mans force, can be prest or pent, in space, not sufficient and aunswerable to their bodily substance. Great force and violence will they vse, to enioy ...
— The Mathematicall Praeface to Elements of Geometrie of Euclid of Megara • John Dee
... render due desert. To feare the Senators without a cause, Will bee a cause why theile be to be feared, 1680 Caesa. The Senate stayes for me in Pompeys court. And Caesars heere, and dares not goe to them, Packe hence all dread of danger and of death, What must be must be; Caesars prest for all, Cassi. Now haue I sent him headlong to his ende, Vengance and death awayting at his heeles, Caesar thy life now hangeth on a twine, Which by my Poniard must bee cut in twaine, Thy chaire of state now turn'd is to thy Beere, Thy Princely robes to make thy winding ...
— The Tragedy Of Caesar's Revenge • Anonymous
... new pleasures, A crowd in an instant prest hard, Feathers nodded, perfumes shed their treasures. Round a door that led into the yard. 'Twas peopled all o'er in a minute, As a white flock would cover a plain! We had seen every soul that was in it, Then we went round and ...
— Wild Flowers - Or, Pastoral and Local Poetry • Robert Bloomfield
... themselves. And finally, O words, now cleanse your course Unto Eliza, that most sacred dame, Whom none but saints and angels ought to name, All my fair days remaining I bequeath To wait upon her, till she be return'd. Autumn, I charge thee, when that I am dead, Be prest[143] and serviceable at her beck, Present her with thy goodliest ripen'd fruits; Unclothe no arbours, where she ever sat, Touch not a tree thou think'st she may pass by. And, Winter, with thy writhen, frosty ...
— A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Vol. VIII (4th edition) • Various
... her gentle breast. And hush'd me in her arms to rest, And on my cheeks sweet kisses prest? ...
— From John O'Groats to Land's End • Robert Naylor and John Naylor
... casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seem'd a splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal ...
— A Day with Keats • May (Clarissa Gillington) Byron
... crowd prest round; There was a scramble of women and men For who should dip a finger-tip In the ...
— The Humourous Poetry of the English Language • James Parton
... our pale faces outstretched for one kiss, While we stood prest to them, with a last quest to them Not to court ...
— Poems of the Past and the Present • Thomas Hardy
... Garlands and for Diadems, I shall be sped, why this is braue, What Nimph can choicer Presents haue, With dressing, brading, frowncing, flowring, All your Iewels on me powring, 260 In this brauery being drest, To the ground I shall be prest, That I doubt the Nimphes will feare me, Nor will venture to come neare me; Neuer Lady of the May, To this houre was halfe so gay; All in flowers, all so sweet, From the Crowne, beneath the Feet, ...
— Minor Poems of Michael Drayton • Michael Drayton
... were neat and clean, A Swelling Calf, with Ancles round and lean, Her Insteps thin, short Heels, with even Toes, A Sole most strait, proportion'd Feet, she goes With modest Grace; but yet her Company, Did not a Month enjoy, before that I Was Prest for Sea, and being on the Main, For thirty Months I then return'd again, Where finding in my absence that my Wife Three brats had got, a most unchaste Life Both Day and Night I led the lech'rous Whore; Who seeing how I Curst, and Bann'd, and Swore, A Bag or two she shew'd me cramn'd with Gold, Which ...
— The Fifteen Comforts of Matrimony: Responses from Men • Various
... Like some loud, dreadful death-watch taking part In this sad vigil. Slowly she undrest, Put out the light and crept into her bed. The linen sheets were fragrant, but so cold. And brimming tears she shed, Sobbing and quivering in her barren nest, Her weeping lips into the pillow prest, Her eyes sealed fast ...
— Men, Women and Ghosts • Amy Lowell
... meeting place? Ho, saies the t'other, 'twas at the Blew Boar, where I drunk the delicatest Wine that ever my lips tasted. You never tasted the like on't. If I should live a thousand year, the tast would never be out of my thoughts. Nay, if the Gods do yet drink Nectar, it is certainly prest out of those Grapes. Words cannot possibly Decipher or express the tast, though Tully himself, the father of eloquence, having drunk of it, would make the Oration. What do you think then, if you and I went thither immediately ...
— The Ten Pleasures of Marriage and The Confession of the New-married Couple (1682) • A. Marsh
... guessed the scope Nor tether of his hot intent, Nor what to that inert she lent, Save when at last with half-turned head And glimmering eyes, encompassed She saw herself, a bride possest By ghostly bridegroom, held and prest To unfelt bosom, saw his mouth Against her own, which to his drouth Gave no allay that she could sense, Nor took of her sweet recompense. So moved by pity, stirred by rue, Out of their onslaught young love ...
— Helen Redeemed and Other Poems • Maurice Hewlett
... lovely sight to see The lady Christabel, when she 280 Was praying at the old oak tree. Amid the jaggd shadows Of mossy leafless boughs, Kneeling in the moonlight, To make her gentle vows; 285 Her slender palms together prest, Heaving sometimes on her breast; Her face resigned to bliss or bale— Her face, oh call it fair not pale, And both blue eyes more bright than clear, 290 Each about to have ...
— The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Vol I and II • Samuel Taylor Coleridge
... rock, for ages, stern and high, Stood frowning 'gainst the earth and sky, And never bowed his haughty crest When angry storms around him prest. Morn, springing from the arms of night, Had often bathed ...
— Poems • Frances E. W. Harper
... all at once Opened my tear-dimmed eyes—When lo! the light Was gone—the light as of the stars when snow Lies deep upon the ground. No more, no more, Was seen the Angel's face. I only found My father watching patient by my bed, And holding in his own, close-prest, ...
— Ancient Ballads and Legends of Hindustan • Toru Dutt
... and the running foam White limbs unrobed in a crystal air, Sweet faces, rounded arms, and bosoms prest To little ...
— The Life and Letters of Lewis Carroll • Stuart Dodgson Collingwood
... the rest, By cart and wagon rudely prest, The parson's lean and bony bay Stood harnessed in his one-horse shay— Lent to his sexton for the day; (A funeral—so the sexton said; His mother's uncle's wife ...
— The One Hoss Shay - With its Companion Poems How the Old Horse Won the Bet & - The Broomstick Train • Oliver Wendell Holmes
... Truslow here doth rest, Who, dying, did his soule to Heaven bequest. The race he lived here on earth was threescore years and seven, Deceased in Aprill, '93, and then was prest to Heaven. His faith in Christ most steadfastly was set, In 'sured Hope to satisfy His debt. A lively Theme to take example by, Condemning Deth in ...
— A Pair of Clogs • Amy Walton
... of mighty pow'r, Charmer of an idle hour, Object of my warm desire, Lip of wax, and eye of fire: And thy snowy taper waist, With my finger gently brac'd; And thy pretty swelling crest, With my little stopper prest, And the sweetest bliss of blisses, Breathing from thy balmy kisses. Happy thrice, and thrice agen, Happiest he of happy men; Who when agen the night returns, When agen the taper burns; When agen the cricket's gay, (Little cricket, full of play) Can afford his tube ...
— The Social History of Smoking • G. L. Apperson
... them, Father, gladly as ever a child Laying his head on the pillow might turn to his rest And remember in dreams, as the hand of the mother is prest On his hair, how the Pitiful blessed ...
— Collected Poems - Volume One (of 2) • Alfred Noyes
... either hand upswells The gold-fringed pillow lightly prest; She sleeps, nor dreams but ever dwells A perfect form ...
— Sleep-Book - Some of the Poetry of Slumber • Various
... mother Ida, harken ere I die. 75 He prest the blossom of his lips to mine, And added 'This was cast upon the board, When all the full-faced presence of the Gods Ranged in the halls of Peleus; whereupon Rose feud, with question unto whom 'twere ...
— Selections from Wordsworth and Tennyson • William Wordsworth and Alfred Lord Tennyson
... and thine infant tongue Lisp'd with delight the godlike deeds of Greece And rising Rome; therefore they deem'd forsooth That thou shouldst tread PREFERMENT'S pleasant path. Ill-judging ones! they let thy little feet Stray in the pleasant paths of POESY, And when thou shouldst have prest amid the crowd There didst thou love to linger out the day Loitering beneath the laurels barren shade. SPIRIT of SPENSER! was the wanderer wrong? This little picture was for ornament Design'd, to shine amid ...
— Poems • Robert Southey
... drawen over the gate, And fifty armed swaines porters at that gate. With slinges and mangonels they cast to king Richard, Our Christians by parcels casted againward. Ten sergeants of the best his targe 'gan him bear That eager were and prest[3] to cover him and to were.[4] Himself as a giant the chaines in two hew, The targe was his warant,[5] that none till him threw. Eight unto the gate with the targe they yede, Fighting on a gate, under him they slew his steed, Therefore ne would he cease, alone into the castele Through them ...
— Specimens with Memoirs of the Less-known British Poets, Complete • George Gilfillan
... Of comfortable mud, and idly stirred His tiny caudal, disproportionate But not ungraceful, while a wanton herd Of revellers the mystic lens preferred; Whereof the focus rightly they addrest; And, Phoebus being kind, the button prest. ...
— Rhymes of the East and Re-collected Verses • John Kendall (AKA Dum-Dum)
... spinning-jennies: look you, this must bring mishap or goodhap to the man who sets such a sight of things a-going; it can't all end in nothing. Where there are no human beings, there dwell the silent spirits of the mountains and woods: but if they are too much squeezed,—for when not prest for room and left in peace they will live on good terms with man and beast,—but when one elbows them too close, and into their very ribs, they grow pettish and mischievous: then come deaths, earthquakes, floods, conflagrations, landslips, ...
— The Old Man of the Mountain, The Lovecharm and Pietro of Abano - Tales from the German of Tieck • Ludwig Tieck
... hath too surely prest His fatal sign on the warrior's breast— Quench'd is the light of the eagle-eye, And the nervous limbs rest languidly— The eloquent tongue is silent and still, The deep clear voice again may not chill The hearers' hearts with ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction. - Volume XII, No. 347, Saturday, December 20, 1828. • Various
... ye, the end? Did I say "without friend?" Say rather, from marge to blue marge The whole sky grew his targe With the sun's self for visible boss, While an Arm ran across Which the earth heaved beneath like a breast! Where the wretch was safe prest! Do you see! Just my vengeance complete, deg.69 The man sprang to his feet, 70 Stood erect, caught at God's skirts, and ...
— Browning's Shorter Poems • Robert Browning
... (the 13th) the Assembly prest on the King to send away the troops, to permit the bourgeoisie of Paris to arm for the preservation of order in the city, and offered to send a deputation from their body to tranquillize them; but their propositions were refused. ...
— The Best of the World's Classics, Restricted to Prose, Vol. IX (of X) - America - I • Various
... on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, 220 And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seem'd a splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven:—Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from ...
— Keats: Poems Published in 1820 • John Keats
... themselves the rousing shake, 15 And sleepless lovers, just at twelve, awake: Thrice rung the bell, the slipper knock'd the ground, And the press'd watch return'd a silver sound. Belinda still her downy pillow prest, Her guardian SYLPH prolong'd the balmy rest: 20 'Twas He had summon'd to her silent bed The morning-dream that hover'd o'er her head; A Youth more glitt'ring than a Birth-night Beau, (That ev'n in slumber caus'd her cheek to glow) Seem'd to her ...
— The Rape of the Lock and Other Poems • Alexander Pope
... monster stalks the terror of the field. From Gath he sprung, Goliath was his name, Of fierce deportment, and gigantic frame: A brazen helmet on his head was plac'd, A coat of mail his form terrific grac'd, The greaves his legs, the targe his shoulders prest: Dreadful in arms high-tow'ring o'er the rest A spear he proudly wav'd, whose iron head, Strange to relate, six hundred shekels weigh'd; He strode along, and shook the ample field, While Phoebus blaz'd refulgent ...
— Religious and Moral Poems • Phillis Wheatley
... won! The way is won! And straightway from the barren coast There came a westward-marching host, That aye and ever onward prest With eager faces to the West, Along ...
— Rio Grande's Last Race and Other Verses • Andrew Barton 'Banjo' Paterson
... had a little bird, I took it from the nest; I prest it and blest it, And nurst it in ...
— Pinafore Palace • Various
... self; their circulation is wide over all the land; from castle to cottage they are regularly taken in; as old age bends over them, his youth is renewed; and you see childhood poring upon them, prest close to its very bosom. Some of them are ephemeral, and their contents are exhaled between the rising and the setting sun. Once a-week others break through their green, pink, or crimson cover; and how delightful, on the seventh day, smiles in the sunshine ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Volume 14, No. 406, Saturday, December 26, 1829. • Various
... or places at their pleasure and liberty by sea, land or fresh waters may depart, and exercise all kinde of merchandizes in our empire and dominions, and euery part thereof freely and quietly without any restraint, impeachment, price, exaction, prest, straight custome, toll, imposition, or subsidie to be demanded, taxed or paid, or at any time hereafter to be demanded, taxed, set, leuied or inferred vpon them or any of them, or vpon their goods, ships, wares, marchandizes, and things, of, for or vpon any part or parcell thereof, or vpon ...
— The Principal Navigations, Voyages, Traffiques, • Richard Hakluyt
... set in flint! hard heart in haughty breast! By a softer, warmer bosom the tiger's couch is prest. Thou art fickle as the sea, thou art wandering as the wind, And the restless ever-mounting flame is not more hard to bind. If the tears I shed were tongues, yet all too few would be To tell of all the treachery that thou hast shown to me. Oh! I could chide thee sharply—but every maiden ...
— Poetical Works of William Cullen Bryant - Household Edition • William Cullen Bryant
... what schulde yren doo? For if a prest be foul, on whom we truste, No wondur is a lewid man ...
— A Student's History of England, v. 1 (of 3) - From the earliest times to the Death of King Edward VII • Samuel Rawson Gardiner
... baby new to earth and sky, What time his tender palm is prest Against the circle of the breast, Hath never thought ...
— Pagan & Christian Creeds - Their Origin and Meaning • Edward Carpenter
... moment I lost myself, and, forgetting our different situations, nor considering what return I was making to her goodness by desiring her, who had given me so much, to bestow her all, I laid gently hold on her hand, and, conveying it to my lips, I prest it with inconceivable ardour; then, lifting up my swimming eyes, I saw her face and neck overspread with one blush; she offered to withdraw her hand, yet not so as to deliver it from mine, though I held it with the gentlest force. We both stood trembling; her eyes cast on the ground, and mine stedfastly ...
— Joseph Andrews, Vol. 2 • Henry Fielding
... say, what change on earth, what heart in man, This blackest moment since the world began. Ah mournful turn! the blissful earth, who late At leisure on her axle roll'd in state; While thousand golden planets knew no rest, Still onward in their circling journey prest; A grateful change of seasons some to bring, And sweet vicissitude of fall and spring: Some thro' vast oceans to conduct the keel, And some those watery worlds to sink, or swell: Around her some their splendours to display, And gild her globe with tributary day: This world so great, of ...
— The Poetical Works of Edward Young, Volume 2 • Edward Young
... Highness also, as is notoriously known, and as doth evidently appear by the ACCOUNTS OF THE SAME, hath to that use, and none other, converted all such money as by any of his subjects hath been advanced to his Grace by way of prest or loan, either particularly, or by any taxation made of the same—being things so well collocate and bestowed, seeing the said high and great fruits and effects thereof insured to the surety and commodity and tranquillity of this realm—of ...
— Froude's History of England • Charles Kingsley
... tress Before her wan cheek's pallid ghastliness; And, thro' its thick locks, showed the deadly white, Like marble glimpses of a tomb, at night. In fixed and horrid musings now she stands, Her eyes now bent to earth, and her cold hands, Prest to her heart, now wildly thrown on high, They wander o'er her brow—and now a sigh Breaks deep and full—and, more composedly, She half exclaims—"No! no!—it cannot be; "He loves not, never loved— not even when "He pressed my wedded hand—I knew it then; "And yet—fool ...
— The Culprit Fay - and Other Poems • Joseph Rodman Drake
... for currant Sterling pass, Stamp'd with old Chaucer's Venerable Face. But Johnson found it of a gross Alloy, Melted it down, and slung the Dross away He dug pure Silver from a Roman Mine, And prest his Sacred Image on the Coyn. We all rejoyc'd to see the pillag'd Oar, Our Tongue inrich'd, which was so poor before. Fear not, Learn'd Poet, our impartial blame, Such Thefts as these add Lustre to thy Name. Whether thy labour'd Comedies betray The Sweat of Terence, in ...
— Discourse on Criticism and of Poetry (1707) - From Poems On Several Occasions (1707) • Samuel Cobb
... will[147] him drink; Ask thou the boy, what thou enough dost think. 30 When thou hast tasted, I will take the cup, And where thou drink'st, on that part I will sup. If he gives thee what first himself did taste, Even in his face his offered gobbets[148] cast. Let not thy neck by his vile arms be prest, Nor lean thy soft head on his boisterous breast. Thy bosom's roseate buds let him not finger, Chiefly on thy lips let not his lips linger If thou givest kisses, I shall all disclose,[149] Say they are mine, and hands on ...
— The Works of Christopher Marlowe, Vol. 3 (of 3) • Christopher Marlowe
... with dew been wet, And oft the journeying Sun in glory set, Beyond the willow'd meads of vigorous grass, The steep green hill, and woods they were to pass; When now: the day arriv'd: Impatience reign'd; And GEORGE,—by trifling obstacles detain'd— His bending Blackthorn on the threshold prest, Survey'd the windward clouds, and hop'd the best. PHOEBE, attir'd with every modest grace, While Health and Beauty revell'd in her face, Came forth; but soon evinc'd an absent mind, For, back she turn'd for something left behind; Again ...
— Rural Tales, Ballads, and Songs • Robert Bloomfield
... upon him prest A bride, in gratitude For service done; and though the quest Of sacred grail subdued His full heart-beat of smothered heat— He loved ...
— The Galaxy, Volume 23, No. 2, February, 1877 • Various
... fruit, put it in a presse of woode, made for the purpose, and presse out all the iuyce and moisture out of the fruit, turning and tossing the bagge vp and downe, vntill there be no more moisture to runne forth, and so baggefull after baggefull cease not vntill you haue prest all: wherein you are especially to obserue, that your vessells into which you straine your fruit be exceeding neate, sweet, and cleane, and there be no place of ill fauour, or annoyance neare them, ...
— The English Husbandman • Gervase Markham
... fleet than wind! I haunt the pine-dark solitudes, With soft brown silence carpeted, And plot to snare thee in the woods: Peace I o'ertake, but thou art fled! I find the rock where thou didst rest, The moss thy skimming foot hath prest; 10 All Nature with thy parting thrills, Like branches after birds new-flown; Thy passage hill and hollow fills With hints of virtue not their own; In dimples still the water slips Where thou hast dipt thy finger-tips; Just, ...
— The Complete Poetical Works of James Russell Lowell • James Lowell
... behold them prest with grief I'll cry to heaven for their relief; And by my warm petitions prove How much I prize their ...
— Hymns for Christian Devotion - Especially Adapted to the Universalist Denomination • J.G. Adams
... is kneeling beside him; A fair young head is prest, In the first wild passion of sorrow, ...
— The Golden Treasury of American Songs and Lyrics • Various
... a valiant Wight I once beheld, a Templar Knight; {295} Not prostrate, not like those that rest On tombs, with palms together prest, But sculptured out of living stone, And standing upright and alone, Both hands with rival energy Employed in setting his sword free From its dull sheath—stern sentinel Intent to guard St. Robert's ...
— Recollections of a Tour Made in Scotland A.D. 1803 • Dorothy Wordsworth
... bush her covert nest A little linnet fondly prest, The dew sat chilly on her breast Sae early ...
— Voices for the Speechless • Abraham Firth
... when dwelling on that face, Those lips that mine a thousand times have prest, The swelling source that nurture gav'st her race, Where found my infant head its downiest rest! How in those features aim to trace my own, Cast in a softer mould my being see; Recall the voice that sooth'd ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - April 1843 • Various
... and knight, That Saint Mault hight, Were prest between two stones; That swet humour Of his lycoure Would make ...
— A Righte Merrie Christmasse - The Story of Christ-Tide • John Ashton
... here's a lady feels like a wench of the first year; you would think her hand did melt in your touch; and the bones of her fingers ran out at length when you prest 'em, they are so gently delicate! He that had the grace to print a kiss on these lips, should taste wine and rose-leaves. O, she kisses as close as a cockle. Let's take them down, as deep as our hearts, wench, till our very souls mix. Adieu, signior: good faith I shall drink ...
— Cynthia's Revels • Ben Jonson
... sumptuous marriage and feast, What brave lords and knights thither were prest, The second fitt shall set forth to your sight With marvellous pleasure ...
— English Songs and Ballads • Various
... this letter along with the tender one for Miss, reading both of 'em, in course, by the way. Miss, on getting hers, gave an inegspressable look with the white of her i's, kist the letter, and prest it to her busm. Lord Crabs read his quite calm, and then they fell a-talking together; and told me to wait awhile, and I should git ...
— Memoirs of Mr. Charles J. Yellowplush - The Yellowplush Papers • William Makepeace Thackeray
... Andre's tomb, The victim of his own despair, Who fell in life's exulting bloom, Nor deem'd that life deserv'd a care; O'er the cold earth his relicks prest, Lo! Britain's drooping legions rest; For him the swords they sternly grasp, appear Dim with a sigh, and sullied ...
— Poems (1786), Volume I. • Helen Maria Williams
... oubliettes, and plash So horribly far off; priests, trained to rob, And kings that, like encouraged nightmares, sat On nations' hearts most heavily distressed With monstrous sights and apophthegms of fate— We pass these things,—because "the times" are prest With necessary charges of the weight Of all this sin, and "Calvin, for the rest, Made bold to burn Servetus. Ah, men err!"— And so do churches! which is all we mean To bring to proof in any register Of theological fat kine and lean: So drive ...
— The Poetical Works of Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Volume IV • Elizabeth Barrett Browning
... noon's sultry hour proves oppressively hot, The reapers look out for a cool, shady spot, And a respite they snatch, Their short meal to dispatch, And well earned indeed is their rest! While the children give chase to the hare that's hard prest, Or the bird by the harvest ...
— Chatterbox Stories of Natural History • Anonymous
... friends to keep Was a name to hide and a memory to weep! And her future held forth but the felon's lot,— To live forsaken, to die forgot! She could not weep, and she could not pray, But she wasted and withered from day to day, Till you might have counted each sunken vein, When her wrist was prest by the iron chain; And sometimes I thought her large dark eye Had the ...
— The World's Best Poetry, Volume 3 - Sorrow and Consolation • Various
... Arthur-Seat sall be my bed, The sheets shall neir be prest by me: Saint Anton's well sall be my drink, Since my true love has forsaken me. Marti'mas wind, when wilt thou blaw, And shake the green leaves aff the tree? O gentle death, when wilt thou cum? For of my life I ...
— The Book of Old English Ballads • George Wharton Edwards
... easily see me given away, Without a Sigh at parting? For all the day a Calm was in his Eyes, And unconcern'd he look'd and talk'd to me; In dancing never prest my willing Hand, Nor with a scornful Glance ...
— The Works of Aphra Behn, Vol. III • Aphra Behn
... work of slaughter that befell; In sooth it was a savage time— Crime ever will engender crime. Each Viking, as he swam to land, Fell by a Saxon's vengeful hand; Turn we from all that vengeance wild— Where on the deck there cowered a child, And, closely to his bosom prest, A snow-white kitten found a nest. That tender boy, with tresses fair, Was Edric, Egbert's cherished heir; The plaything of the homestead he, Now fondled on his grandame's knee; Or as beside the hearth he sat, Oft sporting ...
— More Bywords • Charlotte M. Yonge |
