“The harlot's cry from street to street
Shall weave old England's winding sheet.”
William Blake (1757–1827) English Romantic poet and artist
Source: 1800s, Auguries of Innocence (1803), Line 115
The Fine Old English Gentleman (1841)
“The harlot's cry from street to street
Shall weave old England's winding sheet.”
William Blake (1757–1827) English Romantic poet and artist
Source: 1800s, Auguries of Innocence (1803), Line 115
Karl Marx (1818–1883) German philosopher, economist, sociologist, journalist and revolutionary socialist
Karl Marx, The Eighteenth Brumaire of Louis Bonaparte https://www.marxists.org/archive/marx/works/1852/18th-brumaire/ch03.htm (1852, Chapter III)
Dinah Craik (1826–1887) English novelist and poet
"Magnus and Morna", in Thirty Years, Poems New and Old (1880)
Context: And all day long, so close and near,
As in a mystic dream I hear
Their gentle accents kind and dear —
The old familiar voices.
They have no sound that I can reach —
But silence sweeter is than speech;
Michael Harrington book The Other America
Source: The Other America (1962), p. 170
William Morley Punshon (1824–1881) English Nonconformist minister
Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), p. 130.
John Maynard Keynes book Essays in Persuasion
Essays in Persuasion (1931), Economic Possibilities for our Grandchildren (1930)
Charles Mackay (1814–1889) British writer
"Eternal Justice", Stanza 4
Legends of the Isles and Other Poems (1851)
Context: They may veil their eyes, but they cannot hide
The sun’s meridian glow;
The heel of a priest may tread thee down,
And a tyrant work thee woe:
But never a truth has been destroyed;
They may curse it, and call it crime;
Pervert and betray, or slander and slay
Its teachers for a time.
But the sunshine aye shall light the sky,
As round and round we run;
And the truth shall ever come uppermost,
And justice shall be done.
“Prayed for so oft, the dawn of fight is come.
No more entreat the gods: with sword in hand
Seize on our fates; and Caesar in your deeds
This day is great or little.”
Nil opus est uotis, iam fatum accersite ferro.
in manibus uestris, quantus sit Caesar, habetis.
Marcus Annaeus Lucanus book Pharsalia
Book VII, line 252 (tr. E. Ridley).
Pharsalia
Matthew Arnold (1822–1888) English poet and cultural critic who worked as an inspector of schools
Source: Longing