Quotes
Quotes about War
The painful warrior famoused for fight,
After a thousand victories, once foil'd,
Is from the books of honour razed quite,
And all the rest forgot for which he toil'd.
My grief lies onward and my joy behind.
Do not drop in for an after-loss.
Ah, do not, when my heart hath'scap'd this sorrow,
Come in the rearward of a conquer'd woe;
Give not a windy night a rainy morrow,
To linger out a purpos'd overthrow.
Ay, but to die, and go we know not where;
To lie in cold obstruction and to rot;
This sensible warm motion to become
A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit
To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside
In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice;
To be imprison'd in the viewless winds,
And blown with restless violence round about
The pendent world.
O, what may man within him hide,
Though angel on the outward side!
This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid;
Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms,
The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans,
Liege of all loiterers and malcontents.
Why should a man whose blood is warm within,
Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?
There is no vice so simple but assumes
Some mark of virtue in his outward parts.
And because the breath of flowers is far sweeter in the air (where it comes and goes, like the warbling of music) than in the hand, therefore nothing is more fit for that delight than to know what be the flowers and plants that do best perfume the air.
"Antiquitas sæculi juventus mundi." These times are the ancient times, when the world is ancient, and not those which we account ancient ordine retrogrado, by a computation backward from ourselves.
Still may syllabes jar with time,
Still may reason war with rhyme,
Resting never!
All things that are
Made for our general uses are at war,--
Even we among ourselves.
I say with Didacus Stella, a dwarf standing on the shoulders of a giant may see farther than a giant himself.
The commonwealth of Venice in their armoury have this inscription: "Happy is that city which in time of peace thinks of war."
Though it rain daggers with their points downward.
Seven cities warred for Homer being dead,
Who living had no roofe to shrowd his head.
God never had a church but there, men say,
The Devil a chapel hath raised by some wyles.
I doubted of this saw, till on a day
I westward spied great Edinburgh's Saint Gyles.
You say to me-wards your affection's strong;
Pray love me little, so you love me long.
A dwarf on a giant's shoulders sees farther of the two.
Doubt not but angling will prove to be so pleasant that it will prove to be, like virtue, a reward to itself.
There's but the twinkling of a star
Between a man of peace and war.
As men of inward light are wont
To turn their optics in upon 't.
Mammon, the least erected spirit that fell
From heaven; for ev'n in heaven his looks and thoughts
Were always downward bent, admiring more
The riches of heaven's pavement, trodden gold,
Than aught divine or holy else enjoy'd
In vision beatific.
My sentence is for open war.
A gulf profound as that Serbonian bog
Betwixt Damiata and Mount Casius old,
Where armies whole have sunk: the parching air
Burns frore, and cold performs th' effect of fire.
Thither by harpy-footed Furies hal'd,
At certain revolutions all the damn'd
Are brought, and feel by turns the bitter change
Of fierce extremes,--extremes by change more fierce;
From beds of raging fire to starve in ice
Their soft ethereal warmth, and there to pine
Immovable, infix'd, and frozen round,
Periods of time; thence hurried back to fire.
