The Choice
Context: Nay, come up hither. From this wave-wash'd mound
Unto the furthest flood-brim look with me;
Then reach on with thy thought till it be drown'd.
Miles and miles distant though the last line be,
And though thy soul sail leagues and leagues beyond,—
Still, leagues beyond those leagues, there is more sea.
“Brutus! there lies beyond the Gallic bounds
An island which the western sea surrounds,
By giants once possessed; now few remain
To bar thy entrance, or obstruct thy reign.
To reach that happy shore thy sails employ;
There fate decrees to raise a second Troy,
And found an empire in thy royal line,
Which time shall ne'er destroy, nor bounds confine.”
Brute sub occasu solis trans Gallica regna
Insula in occeano est habitata gigantibus olim.
Nunc deserta quidem gentibus apta tuis.
Illa tibi fietque tuis locus aptus in aevum;
Hec erit et natis altera Troia tuis,
Hic de prole tua reges nascentur et ipsis
Totius terrae subditus orbis erit.
Bk. 1, ch. 11; p. 101.
Historia Regum Britanniae (History of the Kings of Britain)
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Brute sub occasu solis trans Gallica regna<br/>Insula in occeano est habitata gigantibus olim.<br/>Nunc deserta quidem gentibus apta tuis.<br/>Illa tibi fietque tuis locus aptus in aevum;<br/>Hec erit et natis altera Troia tuis,<br/>Hic de prole tua reges nascentur et ipsis<br/>Totius terrae subditus orbis erit.
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Welsh cleric and historiographerRelated quotes
“Angel of life! thy glittering wings explore
Earth's loneliest bounds, and Ocean's wildest shore.”
Part I, lines 45 - 54
Pleasures of Hope (1799)
Context: p>Auspicious Hope! in thy sweet garden grow
Wreaths for each toil, a charm for every woe:
Won by their sweets, in nature's languid hour,
The way-worn pilgrim seeks thy summer bower;There, as the wild bee murmurs on the wing,
What peaceful dreams thy handmaid spirits bring!
What viewless forms th' Æolian organ play,
And sweep the furrow'd lines of anxious thought away!Angel of life! thy glittering wings explore
Earth's loneliest bounds, and Ocean's wildest shore.</p
Arthur, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
“In thy breast are the stars of thy fate.”
Act II, sc. vi
Wallenstein (1798), Part I - Die Piccolomini (The Piccolomini)
Bk. II, No. 2, A Passer-By http://www.bartleby.com/101/835.html, st. 1 (1879).
Shorter Poems (1879-1893)
“In drear-nighted December,
Too happy, happy tree,
Thy branches ne'er remember
Their green felicity.”
"In drear-nighted December' (1817), st. 1
“The vast applause shall reach the starry frame,
No years, no ages shall obscure thy fame,
And Earth's last ends shall hear thy darling name.”
Gratantes plausu excipient: tua gloria coelo
Succedet, nomenque tuum sinus ultimus orbis
Audiet, ac nullo diffusum abolebitur aevo.
Book III, line 522
De Arte Poetica (1527)