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Joy: Quotations from Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations

And these are joys, like beauty, but skin deep.— BAILEY — Festus. Sc. A Village Feast. L. 26.

Joys Are bubble-like-what makes them bursts them too.— BAILEY — Festus. Sc. A Library and Balcony. A Summer Night. L. 62.

The joy late coming late departs.— LEWIS J. BATES — Some Sweet Day.

Capacity for joy Admits temptation.— E. B. BROWNING — Aurora Leigh. Bk. I. L. 703.

An infant when it gazes on a light, A child the moment when it drains the breast, A devotee when soars the Host in sight, An Arab with a stranger for a guest, A sailor when the prize has struck in fight, A miser filling his most hoarded chest, Feel rapture; but not such true joy are reaping As they who watch o'er what they love while sleeping.— BYRON — Don Juan. Canto II. St. 196.

There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away.— BYRON — Stanzas for Music. There's not

a joy, etc. Joy rul'd the day, and Love the night.— DRYDEN — The Secular Masque. L. 82.

Our joy is dead, and only smiles on us.— GEORGE ELIOT — Spanish Gypsy. Bk.III.

And, e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy, The heart, distrusting, asks if this be joy.— GOLDSMITH — The Deserted Village. L. 263.

They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.— GRAY — On a Distant Prospect of Eton College. St. 4.

But were there ever any Writhed not at passed joy?— KEATS — Stanzas. In Drear Nighted

December. Joys too exquisite to last, And yet more exquisite when past. S.— MONTGOMERY — The Little Cloud.

How fading are the joys we dote upon! Like apparitions seen and gone; But those which soonest take their flight Are the most exquisite and strong; Like angel's visits short and bright, Mortality's too weak to bear them long.— JOHN NORRIS — The Parting. St. 4.

Joy, in Nature's wide dominion, Mightiest cause of all is found; And 'tis Joy that moves the pinion. When the wheel of time goes round.— SCHILLER — Hymn to Joy. Bowring's

trans. For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy.— Shakespeare — Hamlet. Act IV. Sc. 5. L. 186.

I wish you all the joy that you can wish.— Shakespeare — Merchant of Venice. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 192,

My plenteous joys, Wanton in fulness, seek to hide themselves In drops of sorrow.— Shakespeare — X. Macbeth. Act I. Sc. 4. L. 35.

Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy.— Shakespeare — Sonnet VIII.

I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine to-night.— SHELLEY — The Cenci. Act I. Sc. 3. L. 92.

There is a sweet joy which comes to us through sorrow.— SPURGEON — Gleanings Among the

Sheaves. Sweetness in Sorrow. Beauty for Ashes, and oil of joy!— WHITTIER — The Preacher. St. 26.

And often, glad no more, We wear a face of joy, because We have been glad of yore.— WORDSWORTH — The Fountain.

Joys season'd high, and tasting strong of guilt.— YOUNG — Night Thoughts. Night VIII. L. 835.

Die Freude macht drehend, wirblicht. Joy makes us giddy, dizzy.— LESSING — Minna von Barnhelm. II. 3.