“Nor rough, nor barren, are the winding ways
Of hoar antiquity, but strown with flowers.”
Thomas Warton (1728–1790) English literary historian, critic, poet
"Sonnet Written in a Blank Leaf of Dugdale's Monasticon" (1777), line 13.
Song for St. Cecilia's Day (1692).
Context: Consecrate the place and day
To music and Cecilia.
Let no rough winds approach, nor dare
Invade the hallow'd bounds,
Nor rudely shake the tuneful air,
Nor spoil the fleeting sounds.
Nor mournful sigh nor groan be heard,
But gladness dwell on every tongue;
Whilst all, with voice and strings prepar'd,
Keep up the loud harmonious song,
And imitate the blest above,
In joy, and harmony, and love.
“Nor rough, nor barren, are the winding ways
Of hoar antiquity, but strown with flowers.”
Thomas Warton (1728–1790) English literary historian, critic, poet
"Sonnet Written in a Blank Leaf of Dugdale's Monasticon" (1777), line 13.
John F. Kennedy (1917–1963) 35th president of the United States of America
1961, Inaugural Address
Context: If a beachhead of cooperation may push back the jungle of suspicion, let both sides join in creating a new endeavor, not a new balance of power, but a new world of law, where the strong are just and the weak secure and the peace preserved.
All this will not be finished in the first one hundred days. Nor will it be finished in the first one thousand days, nor in the life of this Administration, nor even perhaps in our lifetime on this planet. But let us begin.
Nikos Kazantzakis book The Last Temptation of Christ
Source: The Last Temptation of Christ (1951), Ch. 10
Julia Ward Howe (1819–1910) American abolitionist, social activist, and poet
Beyond the Veil
Context: The reason which placed the stars, the sense of proportion which we recognize in the planetary system, finds its correspondence in this brain of ours. We question every feature of what we see, think, and feel. We try every link of the chain and find it sound if we ourselves are sound. This power of remotest question and assent is not of to-day nor yesterday.
It transcends all bounds of time and space. It weighs the sun, explores the pathway of the stars, and writes, having first carefully read, the history of earth and heaven. It moves in company with the immortals. How much of it is mortal? Only so much as a small strip of earth can cover. These remains are laid away with reverence, having served their time. But what has become of the wonderful power which made them alive? It belongs to that in nature which cannot die.
Thomas Moore (1779–1852) Irish poet, singer and songwriter
Oh that I had Wings.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
“Nor is there place for Death.”
John Ogilby (1600–1676) Scottish academic
The Works of Publius Virgilius Maro (2nd ed. 1654), Virgil's Georgicks
Contemplation. Compare: "The sad vicissitude of things", Laurence Sterne, Sermon xvi.
Joseph Conrad book The Shadow Line
Referring to Mr. Burns. Compare to Heart of Darkness' manager: "He was becoming confidential now, but I fancy my unresponsive attitude must have exasperated him at last, for he judged it necessary to inform me he feared neither God nor devil, let alone any mere man. I said I could see that very well..."
The Shadow Line (1915)