Chastity: Quotations from Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations
The dusky night rides down the sky And ushers in the morn: The hounds all join in glorious cry, The huntsman winds his horn; And a-hunting we will go.— HENRY FIELDING — And a-Hunting We
Will Go. Soon as Aurora drives away the night, And edges eastern clouds with rosy light, The healthy huntsman, with the cheerful horn, Summons the dogs, and greets the dappled morn.— GAY — Rural Sports. Canto II. L. 93.
Love's torments made me seek the chase; Rifle in hand, I roam'd apace. Down from the tree, with hollow scoff, The raven cried: 'Head-off! head-off!'— HEINE — Book of Songs. Youthful Sorrows. No. 8.
Of horn and morn, and hark and bark, And echo's answering sounds, All poets' wit hath ever writ In dog-rel verse of hounds.— HOOD — Epping Hunt. St. 10.
It (hunting) was the labour of the savages of North America, but the amusement of the gentlemen of England.— SAM'L JOHNSON — Johnsoniana.
Proud Nimrod first the bloody chase began, A mighty hunter, and his prey was man.— POPE — Windsor Forest. L. 61.
Together let us beat this ample field, Try what the open, what the covert yield.— POPE — Essay on Man. Ep. I. L. 9.
Come, shall we go and kill us venison? As You Like It. Act. II. Sc. 1. L.
There's a woman like a dew-drop, She's so purer than the purest.— ROBERT BROWNING — A Blot in the 'Scutcheon. Act I. Sc. 3.
That chastity of honour which felt a stain like a wound.— S. BURKE — Reflections on the Revolution in
France. As pure as a pearl, And as perfect: a noble and innocent girl. OWEN MEREDITH (Lord Lytton)- Lucile. Pt. II. Canto VI. St. 16. So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity, That, when a soul is found sincerely so, A thousand liveried angels lacky her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt. и.— MILTON — Comus. L. 453
'Tis chastity, my brother, chastity; She that has that is clad in complete steel, And, like a quiver'd nymph with arrows keen, May trace huge forests, and unharbour'd heaths, Infamous hills, and sandy perilous wilds; Where, through the sacred rays of chastity, No savage fierce, bandite, or mountaineer, Will dare to soil her virgin purity.— MILTON — Comus. L. 420.
Like the stain'd web that whitens in the sun, Grow pure by being purely shone upon.— MOORE — Lalla Rookh. The Veiled
Prophet of Khorassan. If she seem not chaste to me, What care I how chaste she be?— SIR WALTER RALEIGH — Written the
night before his death. As chaste as unsunn'd snow.— Shakespeare — Cymbeline. Act II. Sc. 5. L. 14.
Chaste as the icicle That's curded by the frost from purest snow And hangs on Dian's temple.— Shakespeare — Coriolanus. Act V. Sc. 3. L. 66.
My chastity's the jewel of our house, Bequeathed down from many ancestors.— Shakespeare — All's Well That Ends Well. Act IV. Sc. 2. L. 46.
The very ice of chastity is in them.— Shakespeare — As You Like It. Act III. Sc. 4. L. 18.
Whiter than new snow on a raven's back.— Shakespeare — Romeo and Juliet. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 19.
A nice man is a man of nasty ideas.— SWIFT — Thoughts on Various Subjects,
Moral and Diverting. Oct., 1706. Then she rode forth, clothed on with chastity: The deep air listen'd round her as she rode, And all the low wind hardly breathed for fear.— TENNYSON — Godiva. L. 53.
Even from the body's purity, the mind Receives a secret sympathetic aid.— THOMSON — Season. Summer. L. 1,269.