English Quotes — page 13

My race needs no special defense, for the past history of them in this country proves them to be equal of any people anywhere. All they need is an equal chance in the battle of life.

The hollow sea-shell, which for years hath stood On dusty shelves, when held against the ear Proclaims its stormy parent, and we hear The faint, far murmur of the breaking flood. We hear the sea. The Sea? It is the blood In our own veins, …

To keep through life the posture of the grave, While others walk and run and dance and leap.

Fourteen small broidered berries on the hern Of Circe's mantle, each of magic gold; Fourteen of lone Calypso's tears that rolled Into the sea, for pearls to come to them; Fourteen clear signs of omen in the gem With which Medea human fate …

Every poet is partly creator and partly the creature of circumstances.

The language of poetry is the only speech which has in it the power of permanent impression

The language of imagination is the native language of man. It is the language of his excited intellect, of his aroused passions, of his devotion, of all the higher moods and temperaments of his mind.

An osteopath is only a human engineer, who should understand all the laws governing his engine and thereby master disease.

I do not want to go back to God with less knowledge than when I was born. I want my footprints to make an impress on the field of reason. I have no desire to be a cat and walk so lightly that it never creates a disturbance. I want my …

Let us not be governed today by what we did yesterday, nor tomorrow by what we do today, for day by day we must show progress.

I exhort you to consider that now the time is come, appointed to us by God, in which ye may (if ye will) cast off the yoke of bondage, and recover liberty.

When Adam delved, and Eve span, who was then the gentleman?

Now reigneth pride in prize and covetousness is held wise, and lechery without shame and gluttony without blame. Envy reigneth with treason and sloth is taken in great season.

You cannot hope to bribe or twist, thank God! the British journalist.But, seeing what the man will do unbribed, there's

Space is a wind that does not blow On Betelgeuse and time – oh time – is a bird, Whose wings have never stirred The golden avenues of leaves On Betelgeuse.

The children play At hide and seek About the monument To Speke. And why should the dead Explorer mind

Prodigious might that union prove, Where Night and Day together move, And the conjunction of our lips Not kisses make but an eclipse; In which the mixed black and white Portends more terrour than delight.

We that did nothing study but the way To love each other, with which thoughts the day Rose with delight to us, and with them set, Must learn the hateful art, how to forget.

But hark! My pulse, like a soft drum Beats my approach, tells thee I come; And, slow howe’er my marches be, I shall at last sit down by thee. The thought of this bids me go on, And wait my dissolution

Then here’s to the oak, the brave old oak, Who stands in his pride alone! And still flourish he, a hale green tree, When a hundred years are gone!

Now gold hath sway; we all obey And a ruthless king is he; But he never shall send our ancient friend To be tost on the stormy sea.

A song to the oak, the brave old oak, Who hath ruled in the greenwood long!

Here am I, the often sat on Dancing don; my name is ; Like old wine in a new bottle Is my talk on Aristotle.

Roughly, so to say, you know, I am or so; You are gated after Hall, That's all. I mean that's nearly all.