| Quotes |
Topic |
| Singing | But would you sing, and rival Orpheus' strain. The wond'ring forests soon should dance again, The moving mountains hear the powerful call. And headlong streams hand listening in their fall! |
| Sky | From hyperborean skies Embodied dark, what clouds of vandals rise. |
| Smiles | Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. |
| Sound | The sound must seem an echo to the sense. |
| Spiders | The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine! Feels at each thread, and lives along the line. |
| Spirits | Know then, unnumber'd Spirits round thee fly, The light Militia of the lower sky. |
| Statesmanship | Who would not praise Patrico's high desert, His hand unstain'd, his uncorrupted heart, His comprehensive head? all interests weigh'd, All Europe sav'd, yet Britain not betray'd. |
| Stupidity | The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head. |
| Stupidity | If Stupidity got us into this mess, then why can't it get us out?" |
| Style | Such labour'd nothings, in so strange a style. Amaze th' learn'd, and make the learned smile. |
| Style | Expression is the dress of thought, and still Appears more decent as more suitable, A vile conceit in pompous words express'd, Is like a clown in regal purple dress'd. |
| Summer | But see, the shepherds shun the noonday heat, The lowing herds to murmuring brooks retreat, To closer shades the panting flocks remove, Ye gods! and is there no relief for love? |
| Summer | Where'er you walk cool gales shall fan the glade, Trees where you sit shall crowd into a shade. Where'er you tread the blushing flowers shall rise, And all things flourish where you turn your eyes. |
| Suspicion | All seems infected that the infected spy, As all looks yellow to the jaundiced eye. |
| Swearing | And each blasphemer quite escape the rod, Because the insult's not on man, but God? |
| Swine | How instinct varies in the grov'lling swine, Compar'd, half-reasoning elephant, with thine! 'Twixt that and reason what a nice barrier! Forever sep'rate, yet forever near! |
| Swine | The hog that ploughs not, not obeys thy call, Lives on the labours of this lord of all. |
| Sympathy | Never elated while one man's oppress'd, Never dejected while another's blessed. |
| Tailors | Th' embroider'd suit at least he deem'd his prey, That suit an unpaid tailor snatched away. |
| Tea | Here, thou, great Anna! whom three realms obey, Dost sometimes counsel take--and sometimes tea. |
| Previous - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - Page 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - 24 - 25 - Next |