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Name: Quotations from Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations
Oh! no! we never mention her, Her name is never heard; My lips are now forbid to speak That once familiar word.— THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY — Melodies of
Various Nations. Oh! No! We Never Mention Her.
Music that gentlier on the spirit lies Than tir'd eyelids upon tir'd eyes.— TENNYSON — The Lotos Eaters.
Choric Song. St. 1. And with a secret pain, And smiles that seem akin to tears, We hear the wild refrain.— WHITTIER — At Port Royal.
Her ivory hands on the ivory keys Strayed in a fitful fantasy, Like the silver gleam when the poplar trees Rustle their pale leaves listlessly Or the drifting foam of a restless sea When the waves show their teeth in the flying breeze.— OSCAR WILDE — In the Gold Room.
A Harmony. What fairy-like music steals over the sea, Entrancing our senses with charmed melody?— MRS. M. C. B. WILSON — What Fairy-like
Music. Bright gem instinct with music, vocal spark.— WORDSWORTH — A Morning Exercise.
Soft is the music that would charm forever: The flower of sweetest smell is shy and lowly,— WORDSWORTH — Not Love, Not War.
Sweetest melodies Are those that are by distance made more sweet.— WORDSWORTH — Personal Talk. St. 2.
The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.— WORDSWORTH — The Solitary Reaper.
Where music dwells Lingering, and wandering on as loth to die; Like thoughts whose very sweetness yieldeth proof That they were born for immortality.— WORDSWORTH — Ecclesiastical Sonnets. Pt. III. 63. Inside of King's Chapel,
Cambridge. He left a Corsair's name to other times, Linked with one virtue, and a thousand crimes.— BYRON — The Corsair. Canto III. St. 24.
I have a passion for the name of "Mary," For once it was a magic sound to me, And still it half calls up the realms of fairy, Where I beheld what never was to be.— BYRON — Don Juan. Canto V. St. 4.
Oh, Amos Cottle!-Phœbus! what a name!— BYRON — English Bards and Scotch Reviewers. L. 399.
Who hath not own'd, with rapture-smitten frame, The power of grace, the magic of a name.— CAMPBELL — Pleasures of Hope. Pt. II. L. 5.
Some to the fascination of a name Surrender judgment hoodwinked.— C. COWPER — Task. Bk. VI. L. 101.
He lives who dies to win a lasting name.— DRUMMOND — Sonnet. 12.
"Whose name was writ in water!" What large laughter Among the immortals when that word was brought! Then when his fiery spirit rose flaming after, High toward the topmost heaven of heavens up-caught! "All hail! our younger brother!" Shakespeare said, And Dante nodded his imperial head.— R. W. GILDER — Keats.
My name is Norval; on the Grampian hills My father feeds his flocks; a frugal swain, Whose constant cares were to increase his store, And keep his only son, myself, at home.— JOHN HOME — Douglas. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 42.
And, lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.— LEIGH HUNT — Abou Ben Adhem.
Have heard her sigh and soften out the name.— WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR — Gebir. Bk. V. L. 145.
Out of his surname they have coined an epithet for a knave, and out of his Christian name a synonyme for the Devil.— MACAULAY — On Machiavelli. 1825.
The name that dwells on every tongue, No minstrel needs.— DON JORGE MANRIQUE — Coplas de Manrique. St. 54. Longfellow's
trans. "What is thy name, faire maid?" quoth he. "Penelophon, O King," quoth she.— THOS. PERCY — Reliques. King
Cophetua and the Beggar-Maid. O name forever sad! forever dear! Still breath'd in sighs, still usher'd with a tear.— POPE — Eloisa to Abelard. L. 31.
May see thee now, though late, redeem thy name, And glorify what else is damn'd to fame.— RICHARD SAVAGE — Character of the Rev. James Foster. L. 43.