Thomas Tickell Zitate

“Nor e'er was to the bowers of bliss conveyed
A fairer spirit or more welcome shade.”

“I hear a voice you cannot hear,
Which says I must not stay;
I see a hand you cannot see,
Which beckons me away.”

“Fight virtue's cause, stand up in wit's defence,
Win us from vice, and laugh us into sense.”

“though every friend be fled,
Lo! Envy waits, that lover of the dead.”

“A snow of blossoms and a wild of flowers.”

“He 'midst the graceful of superior grace,
And she the loveliest of the loveliest race.”

“Just men, by whom impartial laws were given;
And saints who taught and led the way to heaven.”

“The sweetest garland to the sweetest maid.”

“Achilles' fatal wrath, whence discord rose,
That brought the sons of Greece unnumber'd woes,
O Goddess! sing. Full many a hero's ghost
Was driven untimely to th' infernal coast,
While in promiscuous heaps their bodies lay,
A feast for dogs and every bird of prey.
So did the sire of gods and men fulfil
His stedfast purpose and almighty will;
What time the haughty chiefs their jars begun,
Atrides, king of men, and Peleus' godlike son.”

“Prevent the rising sun.”