"Unwept" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... that creature's breast, Unwept like human grief, unsaid, Has quickened in its lonely nest A living impulse ...
— The Shaving of Shagpat • George Meredith
... never, speak irreverently of Jerusalem. One cannot think heartlessly of a disappointed love. One cannot tear out creeds interwoven with the tenderest fibres of one's heart. It is better to be silent. Yet is it a place for unwept tears, for the deep sadness and hard resignation borne in upon us by the eternal loss of something dearer once than life. All we who are weary and heavy laden, in whom now shall we seek the rest which ...
— Tracks of a Rolling Stone • Henry J. Coke
... avenged. I must confess, that I felt a good deal shocked at the little sensation this (to me) tragical event occasioned. But we get used to these things, in this best of all possible worlds; and if the poacher died unwept, unknelled, unprayed for, all that can be said of the matter is—that many a better man has met ...
— Rattlin the Reefer • Edward Howard
... contribution as fighting men to the cause of Justice and Humanity was no greater, in a sense than that of their brethren: "Unwept, unhonored and unsung," who toiled back of the lines that those at the front might have subsistence and the ...
— History of the American Negro in the Great World War • W. Allison Sweeney
... save him who strows, How much transcendent genius goes Unwept, unknown, into the smear Where ...
— The So-called Human Race • Bert Leston Taylor
... a time, unwept, unknown, Unhelped by pitying sigh or murmured prayer, My youth died in slow agony alone With none to ...
— The Advance of English Poetry in the Twentieth Century • William Lyon Phelps
... country, remember how thy brave grandfather fought for his sacred king, when loyalty among Britons was a virtue. Go, my boy, and immitate him in all but his misfortunes, if it was a misfortune to die with Lord Falkland. Go, my boy, and if you fall, tho' distant, exposed and unwept by those that love you, the most precious tears are those with which heaven bedews the unburied ...
— The Vicar of Wakefield • Oliver Goldsmith |
