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More "Ne'er" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... sound and good In the Jamaica Road; The cistern there had harboured ne'er Microbe, or newt, or toad; No clearer water softly laved A coral island beach; So thought the householder, until— ...
— Punch, or The London Charivari, Volume 101, October 31, 1891 • Various
... impatient rose; He threw his blood-stained sword in thunder down, And, with a withering look, The war-denouncing trumpet took, And blew a blast so loud and dread, Were ne'er prophetic sound so full of woe! And ever and anon he beat The doubling drum with ...
— The Function Of The Poet And Other Essays • James Russell Lowell
... call him off; oh, do please," said Bill Jenkins; "I'll ne'er throw stones at him again. ...
— Hollowdell Grange - Holiday Hours in a Country Home • George Manville Fenn
... eyes were drawn together, and the hue Fled from our alter'd cheek. But at one point Alone we fell. When of that smile, we read, The wish'd smile so rapturously kiss'd By one so deep in love, then he who ne'er From me shall separate, at once my lips All trembling kiss'd. The book and writer both Were love's purveyors. In its leaves that day We read no more.' While thus one spirit spake, The other wail'd so sorely, that heart-struck I ...
— Dante: "The Central Man of All the World" • John T. Slattery
... another. Commerce between state and state was without protection, and confidence without a point to rest on. The condition the country was then in, was aptly described by Pelatiah Webster, when he said, "thirteen staves and ne'er a hoop will not make ...
— The Writings Of Thomas Paine, Complete - With Index to Volumes I - IV • Thomas Paine
... braes are bonnie, Where early fa's the dew, And it's there that Annie Laurie Gied me her promise true— Gied me her promise true, Which ne'er forgot will be; And for bonnie Annie Laurie I'd lay me ...
— At the Little Brown House • Ruth Alberta Brown
... out from home she was, and ne'er a week in port, And nothing save the guns aboard her bright; But Captain Keats he knew the game, and swore to share the sport, For he never yet came in too ...
— Poems: New and Old • Henry Newbolt
... West!—'tis well for me My years already doubly number thine; My loveless eye unmoved may gaze on thee, And safely view thy ripening beauties shine: Happy, I ne'er shall see them in decline; Happier, that while all younger hearts shall bleed Mine shall escape the doom thine eyes assign To those whose admiration shall succeed, But mixed with pangs to Love's even loveliest ...
— Childe Harold's Pilgrimage • Lord Byron
... said, "Yes, indeed." She had other daughters there besides Maria, and was looking down the table to see whether they were judiciously placed. Her beauty, her youngest one, Ophelia, was sitting next to that ne'er-do-well Joe Fairstairs, and this made her unhappy. "Ophelia, my dear, you are dreadfully in the draught; there's a seat up here, just opposite, where ...
— Can You Forgive Her? • Anthony Trollope
... white winter ne'er be done Because the glittering frosty morn is fair? Because against the early-setting sun Bright show the gilded boughs though waste and bare? Because the robin singeth free from care? Ah! these are memories of a better ...
— The Earthly Paradise - A Poem • William Morris
... Hoylus, neck or nought, In spite of wind or tide; He little thought, when he set out, Of having such a ride. He held the reigns so tight and fast As ne'er were held before; He took an oath—if he got down He'd never mount once more. His cloak was like a parachute; It kept him on his steed. For ne'er a horse from here to Hull Ere ran with such a speed. ...
— Adventures and Recollections • Bill o'th' Hoylus End
... I open lay, You are moved, and mad with vexing; But you ne'er could do or say Aught to drive me to perplexing. Therefore, my despised power Greater is, by far, than your. And, whate'er you think of me, In your minds you ...
— Pastoral Poems by Nicholas Breton, - Selected Poetry by George Wither, and - Pastoral Poetry by William Browne (of Tavistock) • Nicholas Breton, George Wither, William Browne (of Tavistock)
... on: ne'er waste your time On bad biography or bitter rhyme: For what I am, this cumbrous clay insures, And what I was, is ...
— Continental Monthly, Vol. II. July, 1862. No. 1. • Various
... Gathered fagots for the lodge-fire, Tanned the skins of bear and beaver, Tanned the hides of moose and red-deer, Made him moccasins and leggins, Decked his hood with quills and feathers, Colored quills of Kaug, the thorny, Feathers from the great war-eagle; Ever diligent and faithful, Ever patient, ne'er complaining. But like all brave men the Panther Loved a young and handsome woman; So he dallied with the danger, Dallied with the fair Algonkin,[11] Till a magic mead she gave him, Brewed of buds of birch and cedar.[12] Madly then he loved the woman; Then she ruled him, then she held ...
— The Feast of the Virgins and Other Poems • H. L. Gordon
... spiritual life know to be good, But fame to disregard they ne'er succeed! From old till now the statesmen where are they? Waste lie their graves, a heap of grass, extinct. All men spiritual life know to be good, But to forget gold, silver, ill succeed! Through life they grudge their hoardings to be scant, And when plenty has come, their eyelids close. ...
— Hung Lou Meng, Book I • Cao Xueqin
... sparkling star. Her face was like the lily roon That veils the vestal planet's hue; Her eyes, two beamlets from the moon, Set floating in the welkin blue. Her hair is like the sunny beam, And the diamond gems which round it gleam Are the pure drops of dewy even That ne'er have left their ...
— The Culprit Fay - and Other Poems • Joseph Rodman Drake
... him a name Before you all in same, For he is so fair and free, By God and by Saint Jame, So cleped him ne'er his dame, What woman ...
— Playful Poems • Henry Morley
... replaced by Western oaks; In course of time down goes the bed, But here's one like it in its stead. So bit by bit, in seven years, All things are changed in bed and gears, And still it seems as though it ought To be the one from Scotland brought; But when I think the matter o'er, It ne'er was on a foreign shore, And all that came across the sea Is only ...
— Prairie Farmer, Vol. 56: No. 1, January 5, 1884. - A Weekly Journal for the Farm, Orchard and Fireside • Various
... woman hov'ring to and fro. In life I ne'er had seen a form so fair— She gazed at me, ...
— The Poems of Goethe • Goethe
... Thus slight me, thus avoid my Sight? And in that Moment in which she Had promis'd Faith to me, break all her Vows? And do I live, and don't I dye? Let then this pointed Steel perform That which my Sorrows ne'er cou'd do. ...
— Amadigi di Gaula - Amadis of Gaul • Nicola Francesco Haym
... tarries I cannot coax it from you, then. This little song my whole heart carries, And ne'er will bear it ...
— Dreams and Days: Poems • George Parsons Lathrop
... from common men, Wastes while we cherish; These share with us such holiness As ne'er ...
— Translations of Shakuntala and Other Works • Kaalidaasa
... of the earth was hers, And hers the purity of heaven; Alone, of all her worshippers, To me her maiden vows were given. They little know the human heart, Who think such love with time expires; Once kindled, it will ne'er depart, But burn through life with ...
— Poems • George P. Morris
... pitcher it is broken, and this the reason is— A shepherd came behind me, and tried to snatch a kiss; I would not stand his nonsense, so ne'er a word I spoke, But scored him on the costard, and so ...
— Library Of The World's Best Literature, Ancient And Modern, Vol 3 • Various
... blushing blue, Very like your eyes of hue; While these violets are the red Of your cheeks. It can be said Ne'er ...
— Songs and Other Verse • Eugene Field
... thoughts ne'er fly Over the lofty mountains, Leaves, when the summer days draw nigh, Patiently waits for the time when high The birds in its boughs shall be swinging, Yet will know not ...
— Bjoernstjerne Bjoernson • William Morton Payne
... passes by the door, Although she ne'er came in, the house grows bare. Shut, shut the door; there's nothing in the house. Why seems it always that it should be ours? A secret lies behind which Thou dost know, ...
— A Hidden Life and Other Poems • George MacDonald
... thou art sick, art growing old, Thou Poet of unconquerable health, With youth far-stretching, through the golden wealth Of autumn, to Death's frostful, friendly cold. The never-blenching eyes, that did behold Life's fair and foul, with measureless content, And gaze ne'er sated, saddened as they bent Over the dying soldier in the fold Of thy large comrade love;—then broke the tear! War-dream, field-vigil, the bequeathed kiss, Have brought old age to thee; yet, Master, now, Cease not thy song to us; lest we should ...
— Birds and Poets • John Burroughs
... while I've breath, And when my voice is lost in death Praise shall employ my nobler powers; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and ...
— Fletcher of Madeley • Brigadier Margaret Allen
... will ne'er go right: Would you know the reason why? He follows his nose where'er he goes, And that stands ...
— Pinafore Palace • Various
... is slowly waning, Evening breezes softly, softly moan; Wilt thou ne'er heed my complaining, Canst thou leave me thus alone? Stay with me, my darling, stay! And, like a dream, thy life shall pass away, Like ...
— Quincy Adams Sawyer and Mason's Corner Folks - A Picture of New England Home Life • Charles Felton Pidgin
... instructions to his son and his grieve?—"Be ye aye stickin' in a tree, Johnny; it will be growin' when ye are sleepin'!" while he cautions the grieve, "Now mind that black park; it never gied me onything, ne'er gie ...
— Reminiscences of Scottish Life and Character • Edward Bannerman Ramsay
... rushed Eusden, and cried, 'Who shall have it, But I, the true Laureate, to whom the King gave it?' Apollo begged pardon, and granted his claim, But vowed, though, till then, he ne'er heard of ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Volume 2, Issue 11, September, 1858 • Various
... young man had run aground, As such young men are apt to do; His creditors swore and his mistress frowned, His breeches pockets held ne'er a sou, His boots were getting out at the toes, His hat was seedy, and so were his clothes, And, as he wandered the city around, He could not think of a single friend Slow to dun and prompt to lend, Whose ...
— Continental Monthly , Vol I, Issue I, January 1862 - Devoted to Literature and National Policy • Various
... thou shalt ne'er make thine!" Gunther shouted. "Dost think to grasp Gutrune's dower?" The two men fell a-fighting; and Hagen, piercing Gunther's breast, sprang aside, while Gunther fell dead. Instantly Hagen leaped toward Siegfried's ...
— Operas Every Child Should Know - Descriptions of the Text and Music of Some of the Most Famous Masterpieces • Mary Schell Hoke Bacon
... result he had had to stand aside and see all sorts of gentry taken on for the numerous expeditions that were constantly being arranged: runaway seamen, cooks, stewards, and stokers from the ships, gangers and navvies from the railways, ne'er-do-wells of all descriptions, with but here and there an old "river digger," or genuine prospector to ...
— A Rip Van Winkle Of The Kalahari - Seven Tales of South-West Africa • Frederick Cornell
... day, and still she sighed For love, and was not satisfied; Until one night, when the moonlight Turned all the trees to silver white, She heard, what ne'er she heard before, A steady hand undo the door. The nightingale since set of sun Her throbbing music had not done, And she had listened silently; But now the wind had changed, and she Heard the sweet song ...
— The Germ - Thoughts towards Nature in Poetry, Literature and Art • Various
... flows of guiltless joys On fools and villains ne'er descend; In vain for thee the tyrant sighs, And hugs a flatterer ...
— Life Of Johnson, Vol. 1 • Boswell, Edited by Birkbeck Hill
... we meet beyond the River, Where the surges cease to roll, Where, in all the bright forever, Sorrow ne'er shall press ...
— Cape Cod Folks • Sarah P. McLean Greene
... write it in a scroll That ne'er shall be outworn, When He the nations doth enroll, That this man there was born: Both they who sing and they who dance With sacred songs are there; In thee fresh brooks and soft streams glance, ...
— The Life of John Milton Vol. 3 1643-1649 • David Masson
... the food it ne'er had eat, And round and round it flew. The ice did split with a thunder-fit; The helmsman ...
— The Rime of the Ancient Mariner • Samuel Taylor Coleridge
... brilliants have not lost a ray Of lustre, since her wedding day. But see—upon that pearly chain— How dim lies Time's discolouring stain! I've seen that by her daughter worn: For, ere she died, a child was born;— A child that ne'er its mother knew, That lone, and almost friendless grew; For, ever, when its step drew nigh, Averted was the father's eye; And then, a life impure and wild Made him a stranger to his child: Absorbed in vice, he ...
— Poems • (AKA Charlotte, Emily and Anne Bronte) Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell
... grimly begging As the sunset-fire grew dim. The rich said "You are welcome." Yea, even the rich were good. How strange that in their feasting His songs were understood! The doors of the poor were open, The poor who had wandered too, Who had slept with ne'er a roof-tree Under the wind and dew. The minds of the poor were open, Their dark mistrust was dead. They loved his wizard stories, They bought his rhymes with bread. Those were his days of glory, Of faith in his fellow-men. ...
— General William Booth enters into Heaven and other Poems • Vachel Lindsay
... It ne'er was apparel'd with art, On words it could never rely; It reign'd in the throb of my heart, It gleam'd in ...
— The Man of Feeling • Henry Mackenzie
... the seer when he shall view Their charms displayed before his wondering eyes. With Sam-kha, Joy, the seer you will surprise; Khar-im-tu will thy plans successful end, To her seductive glance his pride will bend. Sweet Sam-kha's charms are known, she is our Joy, As Ishtar's aid her charms ne'er cloy; Kharun-tu with her perfect face and form, The hearts of all our court doth take by storm: When joys by our sweet Sam-kha are distilled, Kharun-tu's love overcomes us till we yield. Thus, armed with Love's Seduction and her Joy, The greatest powers of earth thou ...
— Babylonian and Assyrian Literature • Anonymous
... if he loath'd my thoughts, then paus'd a space. "Sir," he resumed, "a sad death Hannah died; Her husband—kill'd her, or his own son lied. Vain is your voyage o'er the briny wave, If here you seek her grave—she had no grave! The terror-stricken murderer fled before His crime was known, and ne'er was heard of more. The poor boy died, sir! uttering fearful cries In his last dreams, and with his glaring eyes, And troubled hands, seem'd acting, as it were, His mother's fate. Yes, ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Vol. XIX. No. 541, Saturday, April 7, 1832 • Various
... Ruth, seating herself at the harpsichord and singing "The Frog he would a-wooing go," "The Fine Old English Gentleman," and then with a pathos that brought tears to the eyes of the commander-in-chief, "True Love can ne'er forget." ...
— Daughters of the Revolution and Their Times - 1769 - 1776 A Historical Romance • Charles Carleton Coffin
... cavern's mouth of shade; She smiles upon the singing brook, With sparkles filling every nook That lurks about its dimpled face, Giving its deepest shadows grace, And breathing on its grassy mane A gloss it ne'er can hope to gain Beneath the sun's more kingly ray. Weirdly the purling waters play In her embrace; then break away To vanish under bending boughs, But ...
— Indian Legends of Minnesota • Various
... ne'er hast known a mother's love, Save what my heart hath given; Thy fair young mother—long years since— Found rest in yonder Heaven. Where waves and dashing spray ran high We took thee from her grasp; All vainly had the Tyrant striven To rend ...
— Graham's Magazine Vol XXXII. No. 5. May 1848 • Various
... mouth as well, but with it never drink. A body, too, is mine, of giant growth and strength, Combining with its force majestic length. But, as to feet, of them I have not one, Though I am never still, but always run. Ne'er was I known to leave my lowly bed, Or ope my mouth so ...
— St. Nicholas Magazine for Boys and Girls, Vol. 5, September 1878, No. 11 • Various
... I'll relieve ye, my Lord Durie. It'll ne'er be said that a Lord o' Session stood in need o' relief, and a Border riever in the court, wha has a hundred times made the doubtin' stirk tak ae road (maybe Gilnockie-ways) in preference ...
— Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 2 - Historical, Traditional, and Imaginative • Alexander Leighton
... my lov'd sire, farewell! Though we are doom'd on earth to meet no more, Still memory lives, and still I must adore! And long this throbbing heart shall mourn, Though thou to these sad eyes wilt ne'er return! Yet shall remembrance dwell On all thy sorrows through life's stormy sea, When fate's resistless whirlwinds shed Unnumber'd tempests round thy head, The varying ills of ...
— Beaux and Belles of England • Mary Robinson
... wreck the whelming waters pass'd, The helpless crew sunk in the roaring main! Henry's faint accents trembled in the blast— 'Farewel, my love!—we ne'er shall ...
— The Mysteries of Udolpho • Ann Radcliffe
... "is it not annoying? that dreadful man with the wooden leg is here, and collecting a crowd round the place. Good morning, Mr Gordon. It is the poor woman's ne'er-do-well husband. She is herself so decent and respectable, that she will be greatly harassed. What can we do, Mr Whittlestaff? Can't we get a policeman?" In this way the conversation was led away to the affairs of Sergeant and Mrs Baggett, ...
— An Old Man's Love • Anthony Trollope
... at his work would amuse his patrons with thrilling stories of his adventures, or with the details of city life. In this way Fox got acquainted with many people who knew the Coxes when they were living at Morrisville, and they unanimously gave Josh. the character of a "ne'er do weel," although there was nothing against him but his laziness. Josh. had lived for three years in Morrisville, and but very little was known of his previous life. His wife was known as a hard-working woman, and that was all that could be learned about her. ...
— The Expressman and the Detective • Allan Pinkerton
... if you bear with my whimsies I shall thank you for your company. This ale, I try to believe, will last my time. If a company corrupt it, I forswear all fermented liquor, and go to the grave on mere element—'honest water which ne'er left man in the mire.' But I hope ...
— Our Friend the Charlatan • George Gissing
... wine-cup high, The sparkling liquor pour; For we will care and grief defy, They ne'er shall plague us more. And ere the snowy foam From off the wine departs, The precious draught shall find a home, ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Volume 17, No. 476, Saturday, February 12, 1831 • Various
... WOMAN (holding up her hands). To hear him! (Chuckling to herself.) Keep on! Keep on! You'll ne'er be sorry for it! Aha, Master Franklin, 'twill take no gazing in the crystal to see that the future of a wise and industrious lad is made of gold. What's that you're carrying as carefully as if 'twas ...
— Patriotic Plays and Pageants for Young People • Constance D'Arcy Mackay
... each one should be, he sees the form and rule, And till he reach to that, his joy can ne'er be full.' RUCKERT. ...
— North and South • Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell
... himself. 'I have never seen the lad but once, when he was a bairn. But I've kept eyes on him. He has nothing, and since I came to London I hear that he has gone gyte, I mean—ye'll not understand me—he is plighted to a long-legged shop-lass, the daughter of a ne'er-do-well Australian land-louper, a doctor. This must not be. Now I'll speak plain to you, plainer than to Tod and Brock, my doers—ye call them lawyers. They did not ...
— The Disentanglers • Andrew Lang
... babie that ne'er saw the sun, All alane and alane, oh! His bodie shall lie in the kirk 'neath the rain, All alane ...
— The Child and Childhood in Folk-Thought • Alexander F. Chamberlain
... hark! she sings 'she does not love me': She loves to say she ne'er can love. To me her beauty she denies,— Bending the while on me those eyes, Whose beams might charm the mountain leopard, Or lure Jove's ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 17, No. 104, June, 1866 • Various
... to know who I am? My name will tell you nothing. In the sum total of humanity I am merely a pawn which is given a certain number upon entrance into this world and retains the same at the time of its exit. I am a cell of feeling long ago registered and classified by my fellow-beings as a 'ne'er-do-well,'" he ...
— The Comedienne • Wladyslaw Reymont
... bid the world be just; and blame her not: She ne'er was made for justice: Take what she gives thee, leave all griefs aside, for now to fair and Then to ...
— The Life of Sir Richard Burton • Thomas Wright
... demands Wonders at universal Nature's Hands, Sage, young, victorious, valiant, and august, Mild as severe, and powerful as he's just, His Passions, and his Foes alike to foil, And noblest Pleasures join to noblest Toil; His righteous Projects ne'er to misapply, Hear and see all, and act incessantly: He who can this, can all; he needs but dare, And Heaven in nothing will refuse his Prayer. Let Lewis but command, these Bounds shall move, And trees grow vocal as Dodona's Grove. Ye Nymphs and Demi-Gods, whose Presence fills ...
— The Bores • Moliere
... Being thwarted by some fear, that man to me Appears, and ever hath appeared, most vile. He too hath no high place in mine esteem, Who sets his friend before his fatherland. Let Zeus whose eye sees all eternally Be here my witness. I will ne'er keep silence When danger lours upon my citizens Who looked for safety, nor make him my friend Who doth not love my country. For I know Our country carries us, and whilst her helm Is held aright we gain good friends and true. ...
— The Seven Plays in English Verse • Sophocles
... of the Letter-bags; And Dilkius Radicalis, Who ne'er in combat lags; And Graecus Professorius, Beloved of fair Sabrine, From the grey Elms—beneath whose shade A hospitable banquet laid, Had heroes e'en of cowards made.— ...
— Sagittulae, Random Verses • E. W. Bowling
... not banish, Now are visions ne'er to vanish; 20 From thy spirit shall they pass No more, like ...
— Selections From Poe • J. Montgomery Gambrill
... the soup, Nell?" said David that day at dinner, as he fished a mass of curious substance out of the pot. "Many a queer thing have I fished up i' the trawl from the bottom o' the North Sea, but ne'er afore did I make such a haul as this in a ...
— The Young Trawler • R.M. Ballantyne
... looked without, and lo! my sonne Came riding downe with might and main: He raised a shout as he drew on, Till all the welkin rang again, 'Elizabeth! Elizabeth!' (A sweeter woman ne'er drew breath ...
— Lives of Girls Who Became Famous • Sarah Knowles Bolton
... upon that face I look, And think 'twill smile again; And still the thought I will not brook, That I must look in vain! But when I speak thou dost not say, What thou ne'er left'st unsaid; And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary! thou ...
— Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Volume 2, No. 12, May, 1851. • Various
... not be, my friend? Think you 'tis a pleasure to be the foot of that many-legged monster, a republic? No—thanks be to him who gives it wings, and deprives the feet of their functions! Let Gianettino be the duke, affairs of state shall ne'er lie heavy ...
— The Works of Frederich Schiller in English • Frederich Schiller
... of shade, Above, no plaintive rustling made; That moon, that ne'er its orb has fill'd, ...
— Blackwoods Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 59, No. 366, April, 1846 • Various
... chaffed the passers-by. Now and then, when he could wheedle some fractional currency out of Margaret, he spent it like a crown-prince at The Wee Drop around the corner. With that fine magnetism which draws together birds of a feather, he shortly drew about him all the ne'er-do-weels ...
— A Rivermouth Romance • Thomas Bailey Aldrich
... sudden found that he possessed this relative, and it seemed to him almost too good to be true. That the relative had never before noticed his existence, that he was supposed to be a trifler and a ne'er-do-weel, ...
— The Purple Heights • Marie Conway Oemler
... sufficed with many of Mr. Wood's neighbours to condone the "fact" that he had been a convict, I agreed with Alister that Dennis ought not to risk the possible ill effects of what, as he said, had a ne'er-do-weel, out-at-elbows, or, at last and least, an uncommon look about it; and that having resumed his proper social position, our Irish comrade would be wise to keep it in the eyes he cared ...
— We and the World, Part II. (of II.) - A Book for Boys • Juliana Horatia Ewing
... never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met and never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted. ...
— Platform Monologues • T. G. Tucker
... crown the scalp; I'd pause to hear soft Venice streams plash back to boatman's oar, Or hearken to the Western flood in wild and falling roar; I'd tread the vast of mountain range, or spot serene and flower'd, I ne'er could see too many of the wonders God has shower'd; Yet though I stood on fairest earth, beneath the bluest heaven, Could I forget our summer sky, our ...
— Successful Recitations • Various
... from heaven to cleave roof and clear place, . . . . then flood And purify the scene with outside day— Which yet, in the absolutest drench of dark, Ne'er wants its witness, some stray beauty-beam ...
— Browning as a Philosophical and Religious Teacher • Henry Jones
... I could not tell But I can say I know full well My soul ne'er found sweet peace one day And with earth ...
— Preliminary Report of the Commission Appointed by the University • The Seybert Commission
... God, how terrible art thou To sinners ne'er so young! Grant me thy grace and teach me how To tame ...
— Divine Songs • Isaac Watts
... boy's (Bob's) cookery language, and Madame Le Roi's. What with fillets of roses and fillets of veal, Things garni with lace, and things garni with eel, One's hair and one's cutlets both en papillote, And a thousand more things I shall ne'er have ...
— A Poetical Cook-Book • Maria J. Moss
... Sultan, an infidel Turk, Who ne'er in his life had done any work, Rode along to the bath, he saw Hassan the black, With two monstrous water-skins high on ...
— Memoirs • Charles Godfrey Leland
... snow-flakes, Solemn snow-flakes! How they whiten, melt and die. In what cold and shroud-like masses O'er the buried earth they lie. Lie as though the frozen plain Ne'er would bloom with flowers again. Surely nothing do I know, Half so solemn as the snow, Half so solemn, solemn, solemn, ...
— The Big Nightcap Letters - Being the Fifth Book of the Series • Frances Elizabeth Barrow
... always masterly. Nothing could be truer to Nature, more nicely distinguished as to idiosyncrasy, while alike in expression and in limited range of ideas, or more truly comic, than the two that figure in this story. Nick Whickson, too, the good-natured ne'er-do-well, who is in his own and everybody's way till he finds his natural vocation as an aid to a dealer in horses, is a capital sketch. The hypochondriac Squire Plumworthy is very good, also, in his way, though he verges once or twice ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Volume 6, Issue 35, September, 1860 • Various
... again for blissful rides Shall our shouting offspring clamber Up your broad and beetling sides; Ne'er again, when eventide's Coming turns the skies to amber And the fluting blackbirds call, Poised above a bale of fodder In your well-appointed stall Will you muse upon ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 158, March 10th, 1920 • Various
... till 'im !" cried the Partaness. "Wha wad hae thoucht it o' 'im? There's fowk 'at it sets weel to tak upo' them! His father, honest man, wad ne'er hae spoken like that to Meg Partan; but syne he was an honest man, though he was but the heid shepherd upo' the estate. Man, I micht hae been yer mither—gien I had been auld eneuch for 's first wife, for he wad fain hae had me ...
— The Marquis of Lossie • George MacDonald
... no stuffing gear! No feather bed, nor e'en a pillow here! But all good honest flesh, and blood, and bone, And weighing, more or less—some thirty stone. Upon the northern coast, by chance, we caught him: And hither, in a broad-wheel'd waggon, brought him; For in a chaise the varlet ne'er could enter, And no mail-coach on such a fare would venture. Blest with unwieldiness, at least his size Will favour find in every critic's eyes; And should his humour, and his mimic art, Bear due ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 59, No. 364, February 1846 • Various
... in dim, drowsy depths of a dream do I dare to delight in deliciously dreaming Cows there may be of a passionate purple,—cows of a violent violet-hue; Ne'er have I seen such a sight, I am certain it is but a demi- delirious dreaming— Ne'er may I happily harbor a hesitant hope in my heart that my dream may come true. Sad is my soul, and my senses are sobbing, so strong ...
— The Re-echo Club • Carolyn Wells
... failure of all his enterprises, and discredited with the government, from which he vainly sought some reparation for the violence done to his journal; worst of all, he found himself without honor at home, where he was looked upon as a ne'er-do-well and a disgrace to the reputation of a fine old military family. As a last resort he applied for reinstatement in the army, it being a time when Prussia seemed to be girding herself for another struggle with Napoleon. But the attempt to borrow enough ...
— The German Classics of The Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, Vol. IV • Editor-in-Chief: Kuno Francke
... mark'd his eye—it beam'd with gladness, His ceaseless smile and joyous air, His infant soul had ne'er felt sadness, Nor kenn'd he yet but life was fair. His chubby cheek with genuine mirth Blown out—while all around him smiled, And fairy-land to him seemed earth, I envied ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Vol. 17, No. - 488, May 7, 1831 • Various
... pines which crown the steep Their fires might ne'er surrender! Oh that yon fervid knoll might keep, While lasts the ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Volume 2, Issue 10, August, 1858 • Various
... whose childhood ne'er departs! Jesus, with the perfect father! Drive the age from parents' hearts; To thy ...
— The Poetical Works of George MacDonald in Two Volumes, Volume I • George MacDonald
... of Gaiety and Innocence! The moment when the fatal fruit was eaten, They parted ne'er to meet again; and Malice Has ever since been playmate to light Gaiety, From the first moment when the smiling infant Destroys the flower or butterfly he toys with, To the last chuckle of the dying miser, Who on his deathbed laughs his last to hear His wealthy neighbour ...
— The Talisman • Sir Walter Scott
... entertain a torchlight procession of the Young Imperialists' Flambeau [C]lub, which was collecting a campaign contribution in the semblance of our alfalfa stack. The spectacle of citizens taking an active [p]art in the issues before their country ne'er fails to rouse in us a spirit of collaboration, so [w]hat could we do but join heartily in the celebration, so that a most excellent time was had. Later our editorial staff, a score who in our canefields teach the tender ...
— The Missourian • Eugene P. (Eugene Percy) Lyle
... ill, to like him that ne'er it likes] Parolles, in answer to the question, how one shall lose virginity to her own liking? plays upon the word liking, and says, she must do ill, for virginity, to be so lost, must like him ...
— Johnson's Notes to Shakespeare Vol. I Comedies • Samuel Johnson
... Judith Grey had been children of a little "smock-frock" farmer, and had not been entirely without breeding; but Molly had been the eldest, and had looked after the babies, and done much of the work of the farm, till she plunged into an early and most foolish marriage with the ne'er-do-well member of the old sawyer's family, and had been going deeper into the ...
— The Carbonels • Charlotte M. Yonge
... looked at the speaker with a puzzled gaze. "The owndes!" he exclaimed. "They'll ne'er trouble the rope, I'm thinking." He evidently could not settle it in his mind that his young companions were not mad. Buttar and Ernest laughed heartily at his look ...
— Ernest Bracebridge - School Days • William H. G. Kingston
... For he ne'er could be true, she averr'd, Who could rob a poor bird of its young; And I lov'd her the more when I heard Such tenderness fall ...
— The Works of Samuel Johnson, LL.D. in Nine Volumes - Volume the Eighth: The Lives of the Poets, Volume II • Samuel Johnson
... Therefore on this mould Slowly do I bend my knee, In worship of thy deity. Deign it, goddess, from my hand To receive whate'er this land, From her fertile womb doth send Of her choice fruits; and but lend Belief to that the Satyr tells: Fairer by the famous wells To this present day ne'er grew, Never better nor more true. Here be grapes whose lusty blood Is the learned poet's good; Sweeter yet did never crown The head of Bacchus; nuts more brown Than the squirrel whose teeth crack ...
— Jesse Cliffe • Mary Russell Mitford
... spirit, seer, I've watched and sought my life-time long; Sought him in heaven, hell, earth and air— An endless search, and always wrong! Had I but seen his glorious eye Once light the clouds that 'wilder me, I ne'er had raised this coward cry To cease to think, and cease to be; I ne'er had called oblivion blest, Nor, stretching eager hands to death, Implored to change for senseless rest This ...
— Emily Bront • A. Mary F. (Agnes Mary Frances) Robinson
... lonely; Then love as they love who would live to love only! Closer yet, eyes of jet—breasts fair and sweet! No eyes flash like those eyes that flash as they meet! Weave brightly, wear lightly, the warm-woven chain, Love on for to-night if we ne'er love again. Fond youths! happy maidens! we are not alone! Bright steps and sweet voices keep pace with our own, Love-lorn Lusignuolo, the soft-sighing breeze, The rose with the zephyr, the wind with the trees. While heaven blushing pleasure, is full of love notes, Soft down ...
— Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Volume 1, No. 3, August, 1850. • Various
... hear. You sit forever gluing, patching; You cook the scraps from others' fare; And from your heap of ashes hatching A starveling flame, ye blow it bare! Take children's, monkeys' gaze admiring, If such your taste, and be content; But ne'er from heart to heart you'll speak inspiring, Save your own heart ...
— Faust • Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
... a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of misery; Or the Mariner, worn and wan, Ne'er thus could ...
— Shelley • Sydney Waterlow
... hearts Enchant of all, who on their coast arrive The wretch, who unforewarn'd approaching, hears The Sirens' voice, his wife and little ones Ne'er fly to gratulate his glad return; But him the Sirens sitting in the meads Charm with mellifluous song, although he see Bones heap'd around them, and the mouldering skins Of hapless ...
— The Works of the Rev. Hugh Binning • Hugh Binning
... the boy's ambition, Low the standard lies, Still they stand, and gaze—a sweeter vision Ne'er met mortal eyes. ...
— Friends and Helpers • Sarah J. Eddy
... five years in India—kept silent and was now silent. She remembered every detail the rumor of a wild life, a dissolute reckless life, the gradual, piece by piece sale of everything that could be turned into money. London could not think of a ne'er-do-well to equal him in the memory of its oldest gossips—and all the time with every penny, he was putting together this immense treasure—for her. A dreamer writing a romance might imagine a thing like this, but had it any equal in the ...
— The Sleuth of St. James's Square • Melville Davisson Post
... me—not the feather of a one," said Mrs. M'Gurk, resentfully, "plenty of other things I have to do besides wastin' me time waitin' for people that don't know their own minds from one minyit to the next, and makin' a fool of meself star-gazin' along the road, and ne'er a fut stirrin' on it no more than ...
— Strangers at Lisconnel • Barlow Jane
... one side, and herself liable to hysteria, experienced her first sexual crisis at the age of 13, not long after menstruation had become established, and when she had just recovered from an attack of chorea. Her old nurse, who had remained in the service of the family, had a ne'er-do-well son who had disappeared for some years and had just now suddenly returned and thrown himself, crying and sobbing, at the knees of his mother, who thrust him away. The young girl accidentally witnessed this scene. The cries and the sobs provoked ...
— Studies in the Psychology of Sex, Volume 3 (of 6) • Havelock Ellis
... type of giant industry, Drags grain by grain, and adds it to the sum Of her full heap, foreseeing cold to come: Yet she, when winter turns the year to chill, Stirs not an inch beyond her mounded hill, But lives upon her savings: you, more bold, Ne'er quit your gain for fiercest heat or cold: Fire, ocean, sword, defying all, you strive To make yourself the richest man alive. Yet where's the profit, if you hide by stealth In pit or cavern your enormous wealth? "Why, ...
— The Satires, Epistles, and Art of Poetry • Horace
... let them ne'er, with artificial note, To please a tyrant, strain their little bill; But sing what heaven inspires, and wander where ...
— She and I, Volume 1 • John Conroy Hutcheson
... "If ne'er upon the Holy Land 'Tis mine in life to tread, Bear thou to Scotland's kindly earth The relics of ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, No. CCCXLV. July, 1844. Vol. LVI. • Various
... a poem with learning fraught, To that I ne'er pretended; Nor yet with Pope's fine touches wrought, From that ...
— Famous Reviews • Editor: R. Brimley Johnson
... the reputation of being a scape-grace and a ne'er-do-well. He was about the age of John Haynes, but had not attended school for a couple of years, and, less from want of natural capacity than from indolence, knew scarcely more than a boy of ten. His father was a shoemaker, and had felt obliged to keep his son at home to assist him in the ...
— Frank's Campaign - or the Farm and the Camp • Horatio Alger, Jr.
... has whispered with man's prayer Have angels leaned to wonder out of Heaven At such uprush of intercession given, Here where to-day one soul two nations share, And with accord send up thro' trembling air Their vows to strive as Honour ne'er has striven Till back to hell the Lords of hell are driven, And Life and Peace again shall ...
— A Treasury of War Poetry - British and American Poems of the World War 1914-1917 • Edited, with Introduction and Notes, by George Herbert Clarke
... gone, when on Hounslow Heath We flashed our nags, When the stoutest bosoms quailed beneath The voice of Bags? Ne'er was my work half undone, lest I should be nabbed Slow was old Bags, but he never ceased Till the whole ...
— Paul Clifford, Complete • Edward Bulwer-Lytton
... loved to hear, Rippled the waters, low against the stones Where poised gemmed dragon-flies; and sudden moans Shook 'mong blue flags. Waked, vague unrest And tender yearning rose within her breast, And longing love, that she ne'er more might still. When late upon her parting day smiled chill, Pensive she gazed upon the darkling land, With lingering feet o'er-passed the shining strand, And silent sat on an o'erhanging ledge, The sea o'erlooking. Far the horizon's edge Athwart her gaze a rim ...
— Lilith - The Legend of the First Woman • Ada Langworthy Collier
... "Ne'er a one on'em. Mr. Brandon, as I tell 'ee, never come nigh the place. I don't know as ever I see'd him. It was him as they made bishop afterwards, some'eres away in Ireland. He had a lord to his uncle. Then Muster Threepaway, he was here ...
— The Vicar of Bullhampton • Anthony Trollope
... which opened the door to physical science was not discovered until 1646 by a bunch of loafers, ne'er-do-wells, beatniks, who hung around the coffee shops of London. Later, because non-science always persecutes those who dare ask questions and thereby demonstrate some subversion to subservience, many had to flee ...
— Eight Keys to Eden • Mark Irvin Clifton
... bestowing upon him the sounding title of Mirza Ab-dul Karim Khan. It seems that inducements of a like substantial nature are held out to any Ferenghi of known respectability who formally embraces the Shiite branch of the Mohammedan religion, and becomes a Persian subject - a rare chance for chronic ne'er-do-wells ...
— Around the World on a Bicycle V1 • Thomas Stevens
... in the good ship Rover I sail'd the world around, For full ten years and over I ne'er touch'd British ground. And when at length I landed, I could not long remain; Found all my friends were stranded, So went ...
— The Loss of the Royal George • W.H.G. Kingston
... lad!" (I had raised my foot to the rim of the tub, and sat with my chin upon my hand, and my elbow on my knee, laughing, to the great aggravation of her anger). "A weaver lad!—there's ne'er a wabster o' the Langslap Moss wi' siccan a leg as that!—there's ne'er a ane o' a' the creeshy clan wha's shins arena bristled as red as a belly rasher!—there's ne'er a wabster o' the Langslap Moss wi' the track o' a ring upon his wee finger!—there's ne'er ...
— Tales from Blackwood, Volume 7 • Various
... Nell?" said David that day at dinner, as he fished a mass of curious substance out of the pot. "Many a queer thing have I fished up i' the trawl from the bottom o' the North Sea, but ne'er afore did I make such a haul as this in a pot ...
— The Young Trawler • R.M. Ballantyne
... maddened him. He had played the part of an idiot, and all because there had been born within him a love of adventure and the big, free life of the open. No wonder some of his old club friends regarded him as a scapegrace and a ne'er-do-well. He had thrown away position, power, friends and home as carelessly as he might have tossed away the end of a cigar. And all—for this! He looked about his cramped quarters, a half sneer on his lips. He had tied himself to this! To his ears there came faintly ...
— Philip Steele of the Royal Northwest Mounted Police • James Oliver Curwood
... paternity of his brother made him secretly jealous. Why should that incapable fellow, who succeeded in nothing, have a son? It was only those ne'er-do-well sort of people who were thus favored. He, Michel, already called the rich Desvarennes, he had not a son. Was it just? But where is ...
— Serge Panine, Complete • Georges Ohnet
... rest, Crossfolded there Upon his little breast, Those small, white hands that ne'er were still before, 50 But ever sported with his mother's hair, Or the plain cross that on her breast she wore! Her heart no more will beat To feel the touch of that soft palm, That ever seemed a new surprise Sending glad thoughts up to her eyes To bless him with their ...
— The Complete Poetical Works of James Russell Lowell • James Lowell
... Doll! there's Love to feed our fire, Not for the buying, but for the desire; Winter ne'er quenched a blaze so bravely fed. And Sleep, I wot, will grudge us not his best: In winter earlier sink the suns to rest, And eke the sooner shall our toils be sped; When in the embers glowing There'll be love-charms worth the knowing, Or, at Yule-tide, mazes ...
— Primavera - Poems by Four Authors • Stephen Phillips, Laurence Binyon, Manmohan Ghose and Arthur Shearly Cripps
... clouds was heard a voice, This message earthward sending, "Peace rest upon the earth so fair, Good-will 'twixt men ne'er ending." ...
— Jethou - or Crusoe Life in the Channel Isles • E. R. Suffling
... blithe breeze, and O great seas, Though ne'er that earliest parting past, On your wide plain they join again; Together ...
— Tom Brown's Schooldays • Thomas Hughes
... word of Cupid's darts, Of killing eyes, or bleeding hearts; With friendship and esteem possessed, I ne'er admitted Love ...
— The Journal to Stella • Jonathan Swift
... friends we class as old, And here's to those we class as new, May the new soon grow; to us old, And the old ne'er ...
— Cupology - How to Be Entertaining • Clara
... vast age no illness knew, Till Time's scythe, waiting for him, rusty grew. He lived and wrought; his labors were immense, But ne'er declined ...
— Salem Witchcraft, Volumes I and II • Charles Upham
... original and delightful author. His boys are always masterly. Nothing could be truer to Nature, more nicely distinguished as to idiosyncrasy, while alike in expression and in limited range of ideas, or more truly comic, than the two that figure in this story. Nick Whickson, too, the good-natured ne'er-do-well, who is in his own and everybody's way till he finds his natural vocation as an aid to a dealer in horses, is a capital sketch. The hypochondriac Squire Plumworthy is very good, also, in his way, though he verges once or twice on the "heavy father," with a genius for ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Volume 6, Issue 35, September, 1860 • Various
... Don't be snapping and quarrelling now, and you so well treated in this house. It is strollers like yourselves should be for frolic and for fun. Have you ne'er a good song to sing, a song that ...
— The Unicorn from the Stars and Other Plays • William B. Yeats
... heaps of gold, While his clench'd teeth, and grinning, yearning face, Were dreadful to behold. The merchants oft Would mark his eye, then start and look again, As at the eye of basilisk or snake. His eye of greyish green ne'er shed one ray Of kind benignity or holy light On aught beneath the sun. Childhood, youth, beauty, To it had all one hue. Its rays reverted Right inward, back upon the greedy heart On which the gnawing worm of avarice Preyed without ceasing, straining ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, No. 494. • Various
... the good things of this life"—that is a motto from the Prophet's days, And, dealing with thee thus, we ne'er shall come to troublous times or parting of the ways. Comfort and solace both endure with thee, Rich, royal berry ...
— All About Coffee • William H. Ukers
... stood, the faithful flood Gave back ev'ry line and trace Of earth below and heaven above, And their own forms gallant grace— For forms more fair than that lovely pair Ne'er shone on ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, No. 360 - Vol. XIII. No. 360, Saturday, March 14, 1829 • Various
... the hook, And freely from the fattest side Cut out large slices to be fried; Then stepped aside to fetch 'em drink, Filled a large jug up to the brink, And saw it fairly twice go round; Yet (what is wonderful) they found 'Twas still replenished to the top, As if they ne'er had touched a drop The good old couple were amazed, And often on each other gazed; For both were frightened to the heart, And just began to cry,—What art! Then softly turned aside to view, Whether the lights were burning blue. The gentle pilgrims soon aware ...
— The Battle of the Books - and Other Short Pieces • Jonathan Swift
... pale adventurer, are you bound From that strange kingdom where no love may trace The life it loves to its abiding place, Or hail it from afar with cheerful sound. From deeps whose marges mortal ne'er hath found You steal, and we are awed before your face— For you are weird with wonder, with the grace Of death's most delicate lilies ...
— Iolaeus - The man that was a ghost • James A. Mackereth
... a resident in the Southern States, and had opportunities of observation such as no one who has not lived on a slave estate can have. It is very true that in reviving the altogether exploded fashion of making the hero of her novel 'the perfect monster that the world ne'er saw,' Mrs. Stowe has laid herself open to fair criticism, and must expect to meet with it from the very opposite taste of the present day; but the ideal excellence of her principal character is no argument at all against the general ...
— Journal of a Residence on a Georgian Plantation - 1838-1839 • Frances Anne Kemble
... I can't stand back now." "Why, may I ask?" "Simply, because one of your men—of—war schooners an't more than hull down astarn of me at this moment; she is working up in shore, and has not chased me as yet; indeed she may save herself the trouble, for ne'er a schooner in your blasted service has any chance with the ...
— Tom Cringle's Log • Michael Scott
... instructive Mirth, See motley Life in modern Trappings dress'd, And feed with varied Fools th' eternal Jest: Thou who couldst laugh where Want enchain'd Caprice, Toil crush'd Conceit, and Man was of a Piece; Where Wealth unlov'd without a Mourner dy'd; And scarce a Sycophant was fed by Pride; Where ne'er was known the Form of mock Debate, Or seen a new-made Mayor's unwieldy State; Where change of Fav'rites made no Change of Laws, And Senates heard before they judg'd a Cause; How wouldst thou shake ...
— The Vanity of Human Wishes (1749) and Two Rambler papers (1750) • Samuel Johnson
... Let ne'er a God (tum, tum), nor eke a Goddess, Nor yet of Ocean's rivers one be wanting, Nor nymphs; but gather to great Zeus's council; And all that feast on glorious hecatombs, Yea, middle and lower classes of Divinity, Or nameless ones ...
— Works, V3 • Lucian of Samosata
... scene Of bloodier rage: And France, that was not long compos'd, With civil drums again resounds, And ere the old are fully clos'd, Receives new wounds. The great Gustavus in the west Plucks the imperial eagle's wing, Than whom the earth did ne'er invest A fiercer king. Only the island which we sow, A world without the world so far, From present wounds, it cannot show An ancient scar. White peace, the beautifull'st of things, Seems here her everlasting rest To fix and spread the downy ...
— Curiosities of Literature, Vol. 3 (of 3) • Isaac D'Israeli
... neither rock nor tend Till the Silent Silent send, Lapping in their awesome arms Him they stole with spells and charms, Till they take this changeling creature Back to its own fairy nature — Cry! Cry! As long as may be, Ye shall ne'er ...
— Peacock Pie, A Book of Rhymes • Walter de la Mare
... strayed through many a fitful clime, (Tossed on the wind of fortune like a feather,) And chanced with rare good fellows in my time; But ne'er the time that ...
— Continental Monthly, Vol. I, No. V, May, 1862 - Devoted To Literature And National Policy • Various
... half suspect that many men, And many, many women, too, Could learn a lesson from the hen With foliage of vermilion hue; She ne'er presumed to take offence At any fate that might befall, But meekly bowed to Providence— ...
— The Holy Cross and Other Tales • Eugene Field
... "'And ne'er but once, my son,' he said, 'Was yon dark cavern trod; In persecution's iron days, When the land was left by God. From Bewley's bog, with slaughter red, A wanderer hither drew; And oft he stopp'd and turn'd ...
— The Professor • (AKA Charlotte Bronte) Currer Bell
... hour by hour Upon some foreign shore Amidst the roar of battle there, Ne'er to return no more. They're offered as a sacrifice, Upon the altar there, With no one there to sympathize, Or shed for ...
— Blue Ridge Country • Jean Thomas
... Master Sandy's Snapdragon danced the royal children, and even the King himself condescended to dip his royal hands in the flames, while Archie Armstrong the jester cried out: "Now fair and softly, brother Jamie, fair and softly, man. There's ne'er a plum in all that plucking so worth the burning as there was in Signor Guy Fawkes' snapdragon when ye proved not to be his lucky raisin." For King's jesters were privileged characters in the old days, and jolly ...
— The Children's Book of Christmas Stories • Various
... how terrible art thou To sinners ne'er so young! Grant me thy grace and teach me how To tame and ...
— Divine Songs • Isaac Watts
... a spider to a fly: "'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy. The way into my parlour is up a winding stair, And I have many pretty things to show you when you are there." "Oh, no, no!" said the little fly, "to ask me is in vain, For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Volume 12, No. 338, Saturday, November 1, 1828. • Various
... who art thou so fast proceeding, Ne'er glancing back thine eyes of flame? Known but to few, through earth I'm speeding, ...
— Notes and Queries, Number 69, February 22, 1851 • Various
... a thorn At evening chime. Its sweet refrain fell like the rain Of summer-time. Of summer-time when roses bloomed, And bright above A rainbow spanned my fairy-land Of hope and love! Of hope and love! O linnet, cease Thy mocking theme! I ne'er picked up the golden cup In all my dream! In all my dream I missed the prize Should have been mine; And dreams won't die! though fain would ...
— The Golden Dog - Le Chien d'Or • William Kirby
... "Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night. Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth evening's ...
— Three Wonder Plays • Lady I. A. Gregory
... a mon i' Arle as isna more to me now than tha art," she said, "Some on 'em be honest, an' I conna say that o' thee. Tha canst get thee gone or I'll go mysen. Tha knows't me well enow to know I'll ne'er f orgie thee for what tha's done. Aye"—with the passionate hand-wringing again—"but that wunnot ...
— One Day At Arle • Frances Hodgson Burnett
... didn't. She counted the pieces,—there were five. She eyed them, and shook her head. She again raised the tempting morsel,—for the woman was unmistakably hungry. But the boy's steady look drew the pie from her lips, and she suddenly held out the plate to him, saying, "There, honey,—take that. May-be ne'er a morsel's passed yer lips the day." The boy seized the unexpected boon greedily, but did not forget to give a duck of his head, by way of acknowledgment. The woman leaned her elbows on her knees, and watched him while he was ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 1, No. 6, April, 1858 • Various
... for simile renown'd, Pleasure has always sought, but never found Though all his thoughts on wine and women fall, His are so bad, sure he ne'er thinks at all. The flesh he lives upon is rank and strong; His meat and mistresses are kept too long. But sure we all mistake this pious man, Who mortifies his person all he can What we uncharitably take for sin, Are only rules of this odd capuchin; For never hermit, under grave pretence, ...
— Marguerite de Navarre - Memoirs of Marguerite de Valois Queen of Navarre • Marguerite de Navarre
... White will ne'er go right: Would you know the reason why? He follows his nose where'er he goes, And that stands ...
— Pinafore Palace • Various
... if the little rain should say, 'So small a drop as I Can ne'er refresh the thirsty plain,— I'll tarry in ...
— Woman in the Ninteenth Century - and Kindred Papers Relating to the Sphere, Condition - and Duties, of Woman. • Margaret Fuller Ossoli
... the thunder's peal, Then soft and low through the May night doth steal; Sometimes, on joyous wing, to Heaven it soars, Sometimes, like Philomel, its woes deplores. For, oh! this a song that ne'er can die, It seeks the heart of all humanity. In the deep cavern and the darksome lair, The sea of ether o'er the realm of air, In every nook my song shall still be heard, And all creation, with sad yearning stirred, United in a full, ...
— Uarda • Georg Ebers
... not grief alone, or fear, Swells the heart, or prompts the tear; Reverence, wonder, hope, and joy, Thousand thoughts my soul employ, Struggling images, which less Than falling tears can ne'er express. ...
— Observations and Reflections Made in the Course of a Journey through France, Italy, and Germany, Vol. I • Hester Lynch Piozzi
... much more picturesque than Corneille, crow, or Racine, root. It is agreed among all competent scholars that in compounds of this formation the verb was originally an imperative. This is shown by the form; cf. ne'er-do-well, Fr. vaurien, Ger. Taugenichts, good-for-naught. Thus Hasluck cannot belong to this class, but must be an imitative form of the personal name Aslac, which we ...
— The Romance of Names • Ernest Weekley
... from a place he ran away, He never at that place did stay; And while he ran, as I am told, He ne'er stood still for ...
— Traditional Nursery Songs of England - With Pictures by Eminent Modern Artists • Various
... laughing schools, Our author flies sad Heraclitus rules, No tears, no terror plead in his behalf, The aim of Farce is but to make you laugh Beneath the tragick or the comick name, Farces and puppet shows ne'er miss of fame Since then, in borrow'd dress, they've pleas'd the town, Condemn them not, appearing in ...
— Miscellanies, Volume 2 (from Works, Volume 12) • Henry Fielding
... last begged Halford not to be shocked, not to think me an unforgivable brute, but would he give me free permission to try the wet fly in the old way, and without prejudice. He at first laughingly protested, but saying he would ne'er consent, consented. I was to do my best or worst. The difficulty was to find a fly that could be fished wet, and in the end a Red Spinner on a No. 1 hook was forthcoming. I thereupon followed the old plan, except that there was one instead of two flies, and caught a brace of three-quarter pounders ...
— Lines in Pleasant Places - Being the Aftermath of an Old Angler • William Senior
... says he (only we was jabbering that willainous tongue o' theirs), for he sees the name on my traps is the same as that on your traps—and in I get. Now, Mr. Cecil, let me say one word for all, and don't think I'm a insolent, ne'er-do-well for having been and gone and disobeyed you; but you was good to me when I was sore in want of it; you was even good to my dog—rest his soul, the poor beast! There never were a braver!—and stick to you I will till you kick me away like a cur. The truth is, it's ...
— Under Two Flags • Ouida [Louise de la Ramee]
... you have sought in the farm yard for a live seigniorial capon (un chapon vif et en plumes) though possibly in the larder, at Christmas, you might have discovered some fat, tender turkeys, or a juicy haunch of venison. Of vin ordinaire ne'er a trace, but judging from the samples on the table, perhaps much mellow Madeira, and "London Stout" might have been stored in the cellars. Everywhere, in fact, was apparent English comfort, English cheer. On the walls of the ...
— Picturesque Quebec • James MacPherson Le Moine
... Neither king nor prince shall tempt me from my lonely room this night; Fitting for the throneless exile is the atmosphere of pall, And the gusty winds that shiver 'neath the tapestry on the wall. When the taper faintly dwindles like the pulse within the vein, That to gay and merry measure ne'er may hope to bound again, Let the shadows gather round me while I sit in silence here, Broken-hearted, as an orphan watching by his father's bier. Let me hold my still communion far from every earthly sound— ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine—Vol. 54, No. 333, July 1843 • Various
... the ghastly three, as swiftly as they may, And told their tale of sorrow to anxious friends in vain— They pined away and died within the year and day, And ne'er was Anna ...
— Boys and Girls Bookshelf (Vol 2 of 17) - Folk-Lore, Fables, And Fairy Tales • Various
... "and yet I cannot help wishing that Harold—" Here the hound, hearing his name, suddenly rose and looked at Gerard, who smiling, patted him and said, "We were not talking of thee, good sir, but of thy great namesake; but ne'er mind, a live dog they say is worth a ...
— Sybil - or the Two Nations • Benjamin Disraeli
... their pre-occupations to send their children to Sunday School by roundabout roads, lest they should pick up abominable blasphemies. When the tills of the little shops are raided, or when the family ne'er-do-well levies on his women with more than usual brutality, they know, because they suffer, what principles are being put into practice. If these people could quietly be shown a quiet way out of it ...
— Letters of Travel (1892-1913) • Rudyard Kipling
... purity lacks not e'en a purer. White those haunches as any cleanly-silver'd Salt, it takes you a month to barely dirt them. 20 Then like beans, or inert as e'er a pebble, Those impeccable heavy loins, a finger's Breadth from apathy ne'er ...
— The Poems and Fragments of Catullus • Catullus
... I promised ne'er to tell; How could I break my word? So go your way and I'll go mine, — No fear you'll ...
— Poems: Three Series, Complete • Emily Dickinson
... know it now—it is betrayed This moment in mine eye, And in my young cheeks' crimson shade, And in my whispered sigh. You know it now—yet listen now— Though ne'er was love more true, My plight and troth and virgin vow Still, still I keep from ...
— Library Of The World's Best Literature, Ancient And Modern, Vol 4 • Charles Dudley Warner
... there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand! If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim; Despite those titles, power, and ...
— America First - Patriotic Readings • Various
... veils the vestal planet's hue; Her eyes, two beamlets from the moon, Set floating in the welkin blue. Her hair is like the sunny beam, And the diamond gems which round it gleam Are the pure drops of dewy even That ne'er have left ...
— The Culprit Fay - and Other Poems • Joseph Rodman Drake
... a time when I could feel All passion's hopes and fears, And tell what tongues can ne'er reveal, By smiles, and sighs, and tears. The days are gone! no more, no more, The cruel fates allow; And, though I'm hardly twenty-four, I'm not a lover now. Lady, the mist is on my sight, The chill is on ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Vol. 10, No. - 288, Supplementary Number • Various
... Beatrice! why is not thy succour lent To him, who so much lov'd thee, as to leave For thy sake all the multitude admires? Dost thou not hear how pitiful his wail, Nor mark the death, which in the torrent flood, Swoln mightier than a sea, him struggling holds?" "Ne'er among men did any with such speed Haste to their profit, flee from their annoy, As when these words were spoken, I came here, Down from my blessed seat, trusting the force Of thy pure eloquence, which thee, and all Who well have mark'd ...
— The Vision of Hell, Part 1, Illustrated by Gustave Dore - The Inferno • Dante Alighieri, Translated By The Rev. H. F. Cary
... grant me this; for they are all so kind, so good-natured, and so generous, that they'll ne'er boggle at so small a request. Therefore, both dry and hungry souls, pot and trenchermen, fully enjoying those books, perusing, quoting them in their merry conventicles, and observing the great mysteries of which they treat, shall gain a ...
— Gargantua and Pantagruel, Complete. • Francois Rabelais
... boy is on the shore, He'll help to crush the stranger; He'll sweep them hence for evermore, And free thy land from danger. And then he'll pray to God above, That his courage ne'er shall falter, To guard him to the land he loves— To Ireland ...
— Poets and Dreamers - Studies and translations from the Irish • Lady Augusta Gregory and Others
... accounts for superstition in a new manner, and I think a Just One; attributing it to disappointments in love. He don't resolve it all into that bottom; ascribes it almost wholly as the source of female enthusiasm; and I dare say there's ne'er a girl from the age of fourteen to four-and-twenty, but will subscribe to his principles, and own, if the dear man were dead that she loves, she would settle all her affection on heaven, ...
— The Letters of Horace Walpole, Volume 1 • Horace Walpole
... in quickly, 'or a bottle to give him.' Ha ha! That's the way the song runs, isn't it? A very good song, Mr Richard, very good. I like the sentiment of it. Ha ha! Your friend's the young man from Witherden's office I think—yes—May we ne'er want a— Nobody else ...
— The Old Curiosity Shop • Charles Dickens
... seeds with careless hand And dream we ne'er shall see them more, But for a thousand years Their fruit appears In weeds that mar the ...
— Poems with Power to Strengthen the Soul • Various
... no monument can claim To be the treasurer of thy name; This work, which ne'er will die, shall be An everlasting monument ...
— Hudibras • Samuel Butler
... you at all but as a sullen malapert ne'er-do- weel, if you go off to that camp of routiers, trying to prop a bad cause because you cannot take correction, ...
— The Caged Lion • Charlotte M. Yonge
... on, sleep on, my baba dear! Thy faithful slave is watching near. Thy mother of hearts is the powerful queen, The loveliest lady that ever was seen; And there ne'er was slave more faithful, I trow, Than she who ...
— Chambers's Edinburgh Journal, No. 433 - Volume 17, New Series, April 17, 1852 • Various
... he exclaimed solemnly, his voice saturated with feeling, "as God is my witness," he repeated, "I'll ne'er touch a ...
— The Matador of the Five Towns and Other Stories • Arnold Bennett
... we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met and never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted." ...
— The Hunted Outlaw - Donald Morrison, The Canadian Rob Roy • Anonymous
... mount you often, no one cares. Adieu, that Club, with cook whose skill Makes none begrudge his dinner bill. Adieu, O sunny Esplanade! You suit us loungers to a shade. Adieu, thou Platform, rather small, For upper-ten, the band and all. And Music Hall! adieu to thee! Ne'er kinder audiences we'll see; There on each 'Stadacona' night, 'Ye antient citie' proves its right To boast of beauty, whose fair fame, To us at Malta even came. Adieu, O Rink, and 'thrilling steel,' Another sort of thrill we feel, As eye entranced, ...
— Picturesque Quebec • James MacPherson Le Moine
... the manager of a Western Australian mining property, who was justly savage at the influx of "new chums" sent out by the directors of the company he represents. These ne'er-do-wells, of all ages and of all degrees of stupidity and vice, arrive weekly, with letters of recommendation from the London directors, and in most cases actual contracts signed for berths as book-clerks, secretaries, corresponding ...
— The Confessions of a Caricaturist, Vol 2 (of 2) • Harry Furniss
... feather bed, nor e'en a pillow here! But all good honest flesh, and blood, and bone, And weighing, more or less—some thirty stone. Upon the northern coast, by chance, we caught him: And hither, in a broad-wheel'd waggon, brought him; For in a chaise the varlet ne'er could enter, And no mail-coach on such a fare would venture. Blest with unwieldiness, at least his size Will favour find in every critic's eyes; And should his humour, and his mimic art, Bear due proportion ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 59, No. 364, February 1846 • Various
... is broken, and this the reason is— A shepherd came behind me, and tried to snatch a kiss; I would not stand his nonsense, so ne'er a word I spoke, But scored him on the costard, and so ...
— Library Of The World's Best Literature, Ancient And Modern, Vol 3 • Various
... How keen your scent is! It is always so with us. Your grandfather was noted for his olfactory powers. Ah, a great loss, dear Mrs. Ridd, a terrible loss to this neighbourhood! As one of our great writers says—I think it must be Milton—'We ne'er shall ...
— Lorna Doone - A Romance of Exmoor • R. D. Blackmore
... thy rede And I will to thy words give heed. But ne'er to me such counsel name As e'en to think upon were shame, Whate'er Prometheus may betide, Be mine to suffer at his side. Of all foul things abhorred by me The ...
— Specimens of Greek Tragedy - Aeschylus and Sophocles • Goldwin Smith
... fall, lady,' quoth he; 'Who taught you now to speak? I have loved you, lady, seven year; My heart I durst ne'er break.' ...
— Ballads of Romance and Chivalry - Popular Ballads of the Olden Times - First Series • Frank Sidgwick
... written in reply that as soon as collections were better he should be able to pay in full; that he had a good deal of money owed him, and as soon as it came in they should have it. But it did not come in. No wonder, considering that it was owed by the loafers and ne'er-do-wells of the town and surrounding country, who, because no one else would trust them, bestowed their custom upon good-natured, gullible Captain Dan. The more recent letters from the hat dealers had been sharper and less kindly. They had ceased to request; they ...
— Cap'n Dan's Daughter • Joseph C. Lincoln
... the strife of it began. When he put detectives upon the lad's path, had him followed from Union Street to the caves and from the caves to his place of employment, the report came to him that he was interesting himself in a callous ne'er-do-well, the friend of rogues and vagabonds, the companion of sluts, the despair of the firm which employed him. He had expected something of the kind, but the seeming truth dismayed him. In a second interview with Boriskoff he used all his best powers of argument and entreaty to effect a compromise. ...
— Aladdin of London - or Lodestar • Sir Max Pemberton
... thou not an ambush'd Cupid there, Too tim'rous of his charge, with jealous care Veils and unveils those beams of heav'nly light, Too full, too fatal else, for mortal sight? Nor yet, such pleasing vengeance fond to meet, In pard'ning dimples hope a safe retreat. What though her peaceful breast should ne'er allow Subduing frowns to arm her altered brow, By Love, I swear, and by his gentle wiles, More fatal still the mercy of her smiles! Thus lovely, thus adorn'd, possessing all Of bright or fair that can to woman fall, The height of vanity might well be thought Prerogative in her, ...
— The School For Scandal • Richard Brinsley Sheridan
... When Greek they'd fain taboo; And 'tis here that Doctor LAURIE Gi'es utterance strictly true, Gi'es utterance strictly true, Which ne'er forgot should be, And for bonnie Doctor LAURIE, A ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 101. October 3rd, 1891 • Various
... a handsome love, A famous knight of valour he; But ah! my step-dame all o'erturn'd, She vowed our marriage ne'er should be. ...
— The Nightingale, the Valkyrie and Raven - and other ballads - - - Translator: George Borrow • Thomas J. Wise
... your shoulder thin, And I'll pick the lock!" said the bold Rolling-pin. The Pudding-stick swelled with angry pride, "That my figure is fine has ne'er been denied, I'll give you a slap for your impudence!" "Well!" said the Roller: "This is immense!" So they rolled and they fought, They thumped and they hit. Till they trod on the tail of the cook's pet kit. Then the cook rose up in dreadful wrath, ...
— Five Mice in a Mouse-trap - by the Man in the Moon. • Laura E. Richards
... care and trouble - Just as you were - only double. Comes at last the final stroke - Time has had his little joke! Ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! Daily driven (Wife as drover) Ill you've thriven - Ne'er in clover: Lastly, when Threescore and ten (And not till then), The joke is over! Ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! Then - and then The joke ...
— Songs of a Savoyard • W. S. Gilbert
... attend him, As blust'ring bullies to defend him. At once the ravens were discarded, And magpies with their posts rewarded. Those fowls of omen I detest, That pry into another's nest. State lies must lose all good intent, For they foresee and croak th' event. My friends ne'er think, but talk by rote, Speak when they're taught, and so to vote. When rogues like these (a Sparrow cries) To honour and employment rise I court no favour, ask no place, From such, preferment is disgrace: Within my thatch'd retreat I find (What ...
— Life And Letters Of John Gay (1685-1732) • Lewis Melville
... answer. Something surely The thought has brought me this summer morn— Something for me in life were missing If frog and flower had ne'er been born. ...
— Lippincott's Magazine, Vol. 20, August 1877 • Various
... proud chief Of those lads of the battle speer'd after their line: Whence ferry ye then the shields golden-faced, The grey sarks therewith, and the helms all bevisor'd, And a heap of the war-shafts? Now am I of Hrothgar The man and the messenger: ne'er saw I of aliens So many of men more might-like of mood. I ween that for pride-sake, no wise for wrack-wending But for high might of mind, ye to Hrothgar have sought. Unto him then the heart-hardy answer'd and spake, 340 The proud earl of the Weders the word gave aback, The hardy neath helm: ...
— The Tale of Beowulf - Sometime King of the Folk of the Weder Geats • Anonymous
... are the forceful energies of Song, For they do swell the spring-tide of the heart With rosier currents, and impel along The life-blood freely:—O! they can impart Raptures ne'er dreamt of by the sordid throng Who barter human feeling at the mart Of pamper'd selfishness, and thus do wrong Imperial Nature of her prime desert.— SEWARD! thy strains, beyond the critic-praise Which ...
— Original sonnets on various subjects; and odes paraphrased from Horace • Anna Seward
... perhaps, too closely thus; I'm sure, had ye either Wit, or Discretion, or weren't the greatest Fool in Nature, you'd ne'er hold Discourse, either in Mirth or Earnest, with the Woman you believe and declare a Strumpet. I'm confident many other Translators wou'd not have been so scrupulously nice, but have made shorter work of it. ...
— Prefaces to Terence's Comedies and Plautus's Comedies (1694) • Lawrence Echard
... one charm remains behind, Which mute earth can ne'er impart; Nor in ocean wilt thou find, Nor in the circling air, a heart. Fairest! wouldst thou perfect be, Take, oh, take ...
— The Golden Treasury of American Songs and Lyrics • Various
... curiously, perceiving that in mode of speech I was somewhat different from the low tramp I looked. But youth is often impatient and hard; my appearance consorted so little with my tongue that he had much excuse for regarding me as a ne'er-do-well, the less deserving of pity because he probably owed ...
— Humphrey Bold - A Story of the Times of Benbow • Herbert Strang
... dyke seaming the tufas of the eastern face. We distinguish on the brow two 'dragons,' puny descendants of the aboriginal monsters. Beyond Garajao the shore falls flat, and the upland soil is red as that of Devonshire. It is broken by the Ponta da Oliveira, where there is ne'er an olive-tree, and by the grim ravine of Porto de Canico o Bispo, the 'bishop' being a basaltic pillar with mitre and pontifical robes sitting in a cave of the same material. I find a better episkopos at Ponta da Atalaia, 'Sentinel Point.' Head, profile, and shoulders are ...
— To the Gold Coast for Gold - A Personal Narrative in Two Volumes.—Vol. I • Richard F. Burton
... a knotty case was o'er, Shook hands, and were as good friends as before. "Zounds!" says the losing client, "How come you To be such friends, who were such foes just now?" "Thou fool," says one, "we lawyers, tho' so keen, Like shears, ne'er ...
— Life and Literature - Over two thousand extracts from ancient and modern writers, - and classified in alphabetical order • J. Purver Richardson
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