“He knelt him down on the new-raised mound,
His face was bowed on the cold damp ground,
He raised his head, his tears were done,
The father had prayed o'er his only son!”
The Soldier's Funeral from The London Literary Gazette (16th November 1822)
The Improvisatrice (1824)
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English poet and novelist 1802–1838Related quotes
Herbert Giles book A History of Chinese Literature
"The Hung Lou Mêng", p. 383
A History of Chinese Literature (1901)
“He lifted the violin to his shoulder then, and raised the bow. And he played.”
Cassandra Clare book Clockwork Princess
Source: Clockwork Princess
“At [Nero's] hands [Peter] received the crown of martyrdom being nailed to the cross with his head towards the ground and his feet raised on high, asserting that he was unworthy to be crucified in the same manner as his Lord.”
A quo et affixus cruci, martyrio coronatus est, capite ad terram verso, et in sublime pedibus elevatis: asserens se indignum qui sic crucifigeretur ut Dominus suus.
Jerome book De Viris Illustribus
Source: De Viris Illustribus, Chapter 1
Edwin Markham (1852–1940) American poet
The Man with the Hoe and Other Poems (1899), The Man With the Hoe (1898)
Context: Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans
Upon his hoe and gazes on the ground,
The emptiness of ages in his face,
And on his back the burden of the world.
Who made him dead to rapture and despair,
A thing that grieves not and that never hopes.
Stolid and stunned, a brother to the ox?
Who loosened and let down this brutal jaw?
Whose was the hand that slanted back this brow?
Whose breath blew out the light within this brain?