“For truth has such a face and such a mien
As to be loved needs only to be seen.”
John Dryden book The Hind and the Panther
Pt. I, lines 33–34.
The Hind and the Panther (1687)
IX. 498–500 (tr. Alexander Pope).
Iliad (c. 750 BC)
“For truth has such a face and such a mien
As to be loved needs only to be seen.”
John Dryden book The Hind and the Panther
Pt. I, lines 33–34.
The Hind and the Panther (1687)
“A million faces at my feet but all I see are dark eyes.”
Bob Dylan (1941) American singer-songwriter, musician, author, and artist
Song lyrics, Empire Burlesque (1985), Dark Eyes
Variant: All I see are dark eyes.
“Their eyes mid many wrinkles, their eyes,
Their ancient, glittering eyes, are gay.”
W.B. Yeats (1865–1939) Irish poet and playwright
Lapis Lazuli, st. 5
Last Poems (1936-1939)
“But Juno and the virgin daughter of supreme Jove were sharing heart to heart their inmost counsels and distracting cares.”
At Iuno et summi virgo Iovis intima secum
consilia et varias sociabant pectore curas.
Gaius Valerius Flaccus book Argonautica
Source: Argonautica, Book V, Lines 280–281
“Age imprints more wrinkles in the mind than it does on the face.”
Michel De Montaigne (1533–1592) (1533-1592) French-Occitan author, humanistic philosopher, statesman
Book III, Ch. 2
Attributed
“Hereupon Juno and Pallas leap sheer down from the sky upon the rocks; this one the daughter of Jove, that one his spouse constrains.”
Hic Iuno praecepsque ex aethere Pallas
insiliunt pariter scopulos: hunc nata coercet,
hunc coniunx Iovis.
Gaius Valerius Flaccus book Argonautica
Source: Argonautica, Book IV, Lines 682–684
Thomas Gray (1716–1771) English poet, historian
Hymn to Adversity http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=otad, St. 1 (1742)
Letitia Elizabeth Landon (1802–1838) English poet and novelist
Poetical Portrait V
The Venetian Bracelet (1829)
John Buchan book The Path of the King
Prologue
The Path of the King (1921)
Context: Generations follow, oblivious of the high beginnings, but there is that in the stock which is fated to endure. The sons and daughters blunder and sin and perish, but the race goes on, for there is a fierce stuff of life in it. It sinks and rises again and blossoms at haphazard into virtue or vice, since the ordinary moral laws do not concern its mission. Some rags of greatness always cling to it, the dumb faith that sometime and somehow that blood drawn from kings it never knew will be royal again. Though nature is wasteful of material things, there is no waste of spirit. And then after long years there comes, unheralded and unlooked-for, the day of the Appointed Time...
“Prayer is our humble answer to the inconceivable surprise of living.”
Abraham Joshua Heschel (1907–1972) Polish-American Conservative Judaism Rabbi