Nathaniel Cotton (1707–1788) British writer
The Fireside, Stanza 31, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
Source: The Deserted Village (1770), Line 344.
Nathaniel Cotton (1707–1788) British writer
The Fireside, Stanza 31, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
Donald Davidson (1893–1968) American poet, essayist, critic and author
The Last Charge
“And moody madness laughing wild
Amid severest woe.”
Thomas Gray (1716–1771) English poet, historian
St. 8 <br class="br"> Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=odec (written 1742–1750)
William Blake (1757–1827) English Romantic poet and artist
Source: 1800s, Auguries of Innocence (1803), Line 56. Compare Psalm 30:5 (KJV): "weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning."
“Dreary it is the path to trace,
Step by step of sin's wild race.”
Letitia Elizabeth Landon (1802–1838) English poet and novelist
The Golden Violet - The Ring
The Golden Violet (1827)
“Competence can step in where popularity cannot go.”
Jordan Peterson (1962) Canadian clinical psychologist, cultural critic, and professor of psychology
Drinking from the firehose with Howard Bloom - Jordan Peterson https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhlL7IjaZNI <br class="br">Other
Gil Vicente (1456–1536) Portuguese writer
En la huerta nasce la rosa:
quiérome ir allá
por mirar al ruiseñor cómo cantavá.
En la huerta nace la rosa — "The Nightingale", as translated by John Bowring in Ancient Poetry and Romances of Spain (1824), p. 316
Letitia Elizabeth Landon (1802–1838) English poet and novelist
(2nd October 1824) The Glen
The London Literary Gazette, 1824
Ernest Bevin (1881–1951) British labour leader, politician, and statesman
New York World, 10 May 1926
Message to the American Federation of Labor appealing for help in the General Strike.
Davy Crockett (1786–1836) American politician
Source: Col. Crockett's Exploits and Adventures in Texas (1836), Ch. 2
Context: In peace or in war I have stood by thy side —
My country, for thee I have lived, would have died!
But I am cast off, my career now is run,
And I wander abroad like the prodigal son —
Where the wild savage roves, and the broad prairies spread,
The fallen — despised — will again go ahead.