"Whene'er" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... his master so deceiv'd, He was the best of curs believ'd. The flock was trusted to his care, Whene'er the shepherd was not there. And in the house, a favored guest, He always fed upon the best. The treacherous guard his charge betray'd And on the sheep in secret prey'd. The master, when the crime was prov'd, With double indignation mov'd, About his neck the halter tied Himself: the dog for mercy ...
— Aesop, in Rhyme - Old Friends in a New Dress • Marmaduke Park
... and the sweet smile she had for all, due to a generous soul-life, proved fatal to the lovely Duchess: "Oh sir, she smiled, no doubt, whene'er I passed her; but who passed without much the same smile? This grew; I gave commands; ...
— Introduction to Robert Browning • Hiram Corson
... the woes of my sex!" "The legions of hearts you've been breaking Your conscience affright, and your reckoning perplex, Whene'er an account you've been taking!" "I'd scarcely believe How deeply you grieve At the mischief your eyes ...
— Point Lace and Diamonds • George A. Baker, Jr.
... living still In spite of dungeon, fire and sword; Oh, how our hearts beat high with joy Whene'er we ...
— The St. Gregory Hymnal and Catholic Choir Book • Various
... o'er; now swells each throbbing breast With expectation of the coming jest. By Fashion's law, whene'er the Tragic Muse With sympathetic tears each eye bedews; When some bright Virtue at her call appears. Waked from the dead repose of rolling years; When sacred worthies she bids breathe anew, That men may ...
— A Book of the Play - Studies and Illustrations of Histrionic Story, Life, and Character • Dutton Cook
... don't care to know their exact height and fighting weight, the color of their hair and eyes, and so forth; what you want is the stature and complexion of their souls. They were a handsome pair, and whene'er they took their walks and drives abroad like Dr. Watts, they attracted much attention. Just now there was nobody but myself to admire them, and I was in ambush. They strolled about in what there ...
— A Pessimist - In Theory and Practice • Robert Timsol
... prayed, and straight sent in his bill, Expecting Heaven to tend his mill; And grumbled sore, whene'er he found That wheels ungreased would not ...
— Poems • Sam G. Goodrich
... he? a man Who speaks, 'mong many falsehoods, but few truths, Whene'er chance leads him to speak true; when false, The prophet is ...
— Woman in the Ninteenth Century - and Kindred Papers Relating to the Sphere, Condition - and Duties, of Woman. • Margaret Fuller Ossoli
... indeed, to interrupt my dreams!" Fate, moved by such a prayer, Sent him a currier's load to bear, Whose hides so heavy and ill-scented were, They almost choked the foolish beast. "I wish me with my former lord," he said: "For then, whene'er he turn'd his head, If on the watch, I caught A cabbage-leaf, which cost me nought. But, in this horrid place, I find No chance or windfall of the kind;— Or if, indeed, I do, The cruel blows I rue." Anon it came to pass He was a collier's ass. Still more complaint. ...
— A Hundred Fables of La Fontaine • Jean de La Fontaine
... fair fall the welcome hour That sets me free, whene'er the thick night glow With beacon-fire of hope ...
— The House of Atreus • AEschylus
... the baron built his tower; and, as the story tells, A fragrance rare bewitched the air whene'er ...
— Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. XVII. No. 101. May, 1876. • Various
... cheer, And when it's gone it's no longer near. May luck attend the milking-pail, Yule logs and cakes in plenty be, May each blow of the thrashing-flail Produce good frumenty. And let the Wassail Cup abound, Whene'er ...
— The Peace Egg and Other tales • Juliana Horatia Ewing
... whene'er a storm portended He'd betake himself below. So much fear and courage blended Did a ...
— The Jingle Book • Carolyn Wells
... never pass'd it from him— At banquet 'twas his cup; And still his eyes were fill'd with tears Whene'er he took ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Volume 57, No. 352, February 1845 • Various
... full of cheer As a child-catcher will appear, Who e'en the wildest captive brings, Whene'er his golden tales he sings. However proud each boy in heart, However much the maidens start, I bid the chords sweet music make, And all ...
— The Poems of Goethe • Goethe
... Hiawatha Learned of every bird its language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How they built their nests in Summer, Where they hid themselves in Winter, Talked with them whene'er he met them, Called them ...
— The Song Of Hiawatha • Henry W. Longfellow
... of the bride, on a charger you should ride; A Councillor of State you should be; Whene'er you lift your voice, The judgment halls rejoice, And the earth quakes with ...
— The Women of the Arabs • Henry Harris Jessup
... Ideal of grace! 'tis ravishment To breathe thy atmosphere, O Beauty, Whene'er thou ...
— Song-waves • Theodore H. Rand
... 'For me, whene'er all-conquering Death shall spread His wings around my unrepining head, I care not; tho' this face be seen no more, The world will pass as cheerful as before; Bright as before the day-star will appear, The fields as verdant, and ...
— Life Of Johnson, Vol. 3 • Boswell, Edited by Birkbeck Hill
... Appulus with a dishonest air And gross behaviour, banished thence the fair. The bold buffoon, whene'er they tread the green, Their motion mimics, but with jest obscene; Loose language oft he utters; but ere long A bark in filmy net-work binds his tongue; Thus changed, a base wild olive he remains; The shrub the coarseness ...
— Flowers and Flower-Gardens • David Lester Richardson
... fluttered, Perched upon the place Vacant left, and duly uttered 'Love, Love, Love,' whene'er the bass 100 Asked the treble to atone For its ...
— Browning's Shorter Poems • Robert Browning
... whene'er thou com'st to me, From high emprise and noble toil to rest, My thoughts are weak and trivial, matched with thine, But the poor mansion offers thee ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 2, Issue 12, October, 1858 • Various
... Whene'er thy wandering footstep bends Its pathway to the Hermit tree, Among its cordial band of friends, Sweet Mary! wilt ...
— The Culprit Fay - and Other Poems • Joseph Rodman Drake
... but ye may think, Because ye hae the name o' clink, That ye can please me at a wink, Whene'er ye like to try. O Tibbie, I hae seen ...
— Poems And Songs Of Robert Burns • Robert Burns
... gander heard and understood, And summoned round his gosling brood: "Whene'er you hear a rogue commended, Be sure some mischief is intended; A fox now spoke in commendation— Foxes no doubt will rise in station; If they hold places, it is plain The geese will feel a tyrant reign. 'Tis a sad prospect for our race When every petty clerk in place Will ...
— Fables of John Gay - (Somewhat Altered) • John Gay
... wound And with a charm she stanch'd the blood; She bade the gash be cleans'd and bound: No longer by his couch she stood; But she had ta'en the broken lance, And washed it from the clotted gore And salved the splinter o'er and o'er. William of Deloraine, in trance, Whene'er she turned it round and round, Twisted as if she gall'd his wound. Then to her maidens she did say That he should be whole man and sound Within the course of a night and day. Full long she toil'd; for she did rue Mishap to friend ...
— Bygone Beliefs • H. Stanley Redgrove
... give to me the lips that say The honest words, "Good-bye!" "Adieu! adieu!" may greet the ear, In the guise of courtly speech: But when we leave the kind and dear, 'Tis not what the soul would teach. Whene'er we grasp the hands of those We would have forever nigh, The flame of Friendship bursts and glows In the warm, ...
— The World's Best Poetry, Volume 3 - Sorrow and Consolation • Various
... discharge the debt of piety; Next a free woman thou wilt be once more, As thou wast born, and find a worthy mate, For lover's eyes look to the good and brave. Then seest thou not what glory thou wilt win For both of us, embracing my design? What citizen or foreigner will fail Whene'er we pass, to pay his meed of praise? "Look at yon pair of sisters; these are they That from its fall redeemed their father's house, That setting their own lives upon the die, Their enemies, in power uplifted, slew. To these we all should loving homage pay, These ever honour at our festivals And our ...
— Specimens of Greek Tragedy - Aeschylus and Sophocles • Goldwin Smith
... of ambition, of distress, And, cruellest of all the passions, lust. Who that behold me, persecuted, scorned, A wanderer, e'er could think what friends were mine, How numerous, how devoted? with what glee Smiled my old house, with what acclaim my courts Rang from without whene'er my war-horse neighed? ...
— Imaginary Conversations and Poems - A Selection • Walter Savage Landor
... Whene'er the foe advance to dare The onset, urged by hate and wrath, Still have they found, aghast with fear, A Lion ...
— War Poetry of the South • Various
... by thread of waist, * Hips that o'er me and her too tyrannise My thoughts they daze whene'er I think of them, * And weigh her down whene'er she ...
— The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, Volume 3 • Richard F. Burton
... mystery— For often I can trace A fellow dreamer's history Whene'er it haunts the face; Your fancy's running riot ...
— The Complete Works • James Whitcomb Riley
... wha this tale o' truth shall read, Ilk man and mother's son take heed: Whene'er to drink you are inclined, Or cutty sarks run in your mind, Think ye may buy the joys o'er dear, ...
— The Mysteries of All Nations • James Grant
... told me, Maro, whilst you live, You'd not a single penny give, But that whene'er you chance to die, You'd leave a handsome legacy: You must be mad beyond redress, If my next wish you cannot guess. ...
— The Works of Samuel Johnson, LL.D, In Nine Volumes - Volume the Third: The Rambler, Vol. II • Samuel Johnson
... known so stupid, To act the part of Tray or Cupid; Nor leaps upon his master's lap, There to be stroked, and fed with pap, As Aesop would the world persuade; He better understands his trade: Nor comes whene'er his lady whistles. But carries loads, and feeds on thistles. Our author's meaning, I presume, is A creature bipes et implumis; Wherein the moralist design'd A compliment on human kind; For here he owns, that now and then Beasts ...
— The Humourous Poetry of the English Language • James Parton
... Washington's streets, They always salute us with unction; And still the old cry some one will repeat— "It's only nine miles to the Junction!" Three cheers for the warm hearted Rhode Island boys, May each be true to his function; And whene'er we meet, let us each other greet, With "Only ...
— History of Company F, 1st Regiment, R.I. Volunteers, during the Spring and Summer of 1861 • Charles H. Clarke
... that man divinely blest Who sits, and, gazing on thy face, Hears thee discourse with eloquent lips, And marks thy lovely smile. This, this it is that made my heart So wildly flutter in my breast; Whene'er I look on thee, my voice Falters, and faints, and fails; My tongue's benumbed; a subtle fire Through all my body inly steals; Mine eyes in darkness reel and swim; Strange murmurs drown my ears; With dewy damps my limbs are chilled; An icy shiver shakes ...
— On the Sublime • Longinus
... home, My heart forever clings; Whene'er I hear its name pronounced, I think a thousand things. I think how once a little band, Came to these forest lands; And struggling long, built this fair home, And ...
— Lays of Ancient Virginia, and Other Poems • James Avis Bartley
... a noble deed is wrought, Whene'er is spoken a noble thought, Our hearts, in glad surprise, ...
— Successful Recitations • Various
... thy shortened sail Shall, whene'er the winds increase, Seizing each propitious gale, Waft thee to the Port ...
— Lives of the Poets: Gay, Thomson, Young, and Others • Samuel Johnson
... consider the means of increasing his earnings. This I hope therefore of thee, my Hermann, that into our dwelling Thou wilt be bringing ere long a bride who is handsomely dowered; For it is meet that a gallant young man have an opulent maiden. Great is the comfort of home whene'er, with the woman elected, Enter the useful presents, besides, in box and in basket. Not for this many a year in vain has the mother been busy Making her daughter's linens of strong and delicate texture; God-parents ...
— Hermann and Dorothea • Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
... us should go, Or wheresoe'er across the seas the fitful winds may blow. How think ye then? If better course none offer, why should we Not seize the happy auspices, and boldly put to sea? But let us swear this oath;—"Whene'er, if e'er shall come the time, Rocks upwards from the deep shall float, return shall not be crime; Nor we be loath to back our sails, the ports of home to seek, When the waters of the Po shall lave Matinum's rifted peak. Or skyey ...
— Horace • Theodore Martin
... themselves, as CORNEILLE did, with some flat design, which (like an ill riddle) is found out ere it be half proposed; such Plots, we can make every way regular, as easily as they: but whene'er they endeavour to rise up to any quick Turns or Counter-turns of Plot, as some of them have attempted, since CORNEILLE's Plays have been less in vogue; you see they write as irregularly as we! though they cover it ...
— An English Garner - Critical Essays & Literary Fragments • Edited by Professor Arber and Thomas Seccombe
... spectator meet his eyes, Eyes that confess'd him born for kingly sway, So fierce, they flash'd intolerable day. His age in nature's youthful prime appear'd, And just began to bloom his yellow beard. Whene'er he spoke, his voice was heard around, Loud as a trumpet, with a silver sound; A laurel wreath'd his temples, fresh and green, And myrtle sprigs, the marks of love, were mix'd between. Upon his fist he bore, for his delight, An eagle well ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 57, No. 356, June, 1845 • Various
... empty and light, Whene'er she obtained a new hat, With pride in her air, She'd go round, here and there, For all whom ...
— The Youth's Coronal • Hannah Flagg Gould
... with Cavaliers, The Gentlemen of England, now his peers,— These, and a many more good men and true, The ramparts manned, the warning clarion blew; Stood in the breach, and to the bastion swarmed, Whene'er loud blares ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 103, August 13, 1892 • Various
... and Niagara, but my prose shall flow—or straggle along at such a pace as the prosaic muse may grant me to attain—in praise of Beaverkill and Neversink and Swiftwater, of Saranac and Raquette and Ausable, of Allegash and Aroostook and Moose River. "Whene'er I take my walks abroad," it shall be to trace the clear Rauma from its rise on the fjeld to its rest in the fjord; or to follow the Ericht and the Halladale through the heather. The Ziller and the Salzach shall be my guides ...
— Little Rivers - A Book Of Essays In Profitable Idleness • Henry van Dyke
... and opens loudly, now you're great. Poor fools! they take the stripe, draw on the shoe, And hear folks asking, "Who's that fellow? who?" Just as a man with Barrus's disease, His one sole care a lady's eye to please, Whene'er he walks abroad, sets on the fair To con him over, leg, face, teeth, and hair; So he that undertakes to hold in charge Town, country, temples, all the realm at large, Gives all the world a title to enquire The antecedents of his dam or sire. "What? you to twist men's necks ...
— The Satires, Epistles, and Art of Poetry • Horace
... makes the men swear. "It did rain to-morrow," is growing good grammar; Vauxhall and camp-stools have been brought to the hammer; A pony-gondola is all I can keep, And I use my umbrella and pattens in sleep: Row out of my window, whene'er 'tis my whim To visit a friend, and just ask, ...
— Our Village • Mary Russell Mitford
... but must. Thou never hast beheld her, thou must see her! My heavy heart gives o'er its sullen beating And leaps with joy, whene'er I look upon her. ...
— The German Classics, v. 20 - Masterpieces of German Literature • Various
... thoughts, whene'er they dream of hope, Bann'd be those haps that henceforth flatter us, When mischief dogs us still and still for aye, From our first birth until our burying ...
— Shakspere And Montaigne • Jacob Feis
... in wandering about, Whene'er I see a hill, A childish feeling of delight Springs in my bosom still; And longings for the high unknown Follow and flow ...
— A Hidden Life and Other Poems • George MacDonald
... so quiet was the air! 5 So like, so very like, was day to day! Whene'er I looked, thy Image still was there; It trembled, but ...
— Selections from Wordsworth and Tennyson • William Wordsworth and Alfred Lord Tennyson
... our good EX-PREMIER go Whene'er he wished to swank? To Lunnon? Edinburgh? No! He cam' to Ladybank; Nae doot he thocht if there was ocht Would put him on his mettle 'Twas meetin' men o' brain, ye ken, Like us frae ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 152, March 28, 1917 • Various
... done my work: which not Jove's ire Can make undone, nor sword nor time nor fire. Whene'er that day, whose only powers extend Against this body, my brief life shall end, Still in my better portion evermore Above the stars undying shall I soar. My name shall never die; but through all ...
— My Life as an Author • Martin Farquhar Tupper
... little, and cantie wi' mair, Whene'er I forgather wi' sorrow and care, I gie them a skelp as they're creepin' alang, Wi' a cog o' gude swats, and an auld ...
— Robert Burns • Principal Shairp
... Church I should ever aspire With friars and abbots to cope, By a nod, if you please, you can make me a Prior— By a word you render me Pope. If you'd eat, I'm a Crab; if you'd cut, I'm your Steel, As sharp as you'd get from the cutler; I'm your Cotton whene'er you're in want of a reel, And your livery carry, as Butler. I'll ever rest your debtor If you'll answer my first letter; Or must, alas, eternity Witness your taciturnity? Speak—and oh! speak quickly ...
— The Purcell Papers - Volume I. (of III.) • Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu
... Dacia. I should not of my self have been so generous, T' have given you freedom with the Life of him Who did deserve a kinder Destiny; But 'tis his Will—and possible his last. Therefore you're free, and may depart this Camp Whene'er you please; only this favour grant, (If an unhappy King may hope for any) You'll suffer him to take his ...
— The Works of Aphra Behn, Vol. II • Aphra Behn
... Whene'er your vitality Is feeble in quality, And you fear a fatality May end the strife, Then Dr. Joe Dickson Is the man I would fix on For putting new wicks on The lamp ...
— Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. 26, September 1880 • Various
... In echoing your eyes Whene'er they leave their far-off gaze, and turn To melt and blur my sight; For every other light Is servile to your cloud-grey ...
— Flint and Feather • E. Pauline Johnson
... hath she of her own. My hope! my joy! my Genevieve! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that ...
— Coleridge's Ancient Mariner and Select Poems • Samuel Taylor Coleridge
... I die, oh happy day Whene'er it chanceth! but oh far more blessed If as about thy polished sides I stray, My bones within thy hollow grave might rest, Together should in heaven our spirits stay, Together should our bodies lie in chest; So happy death should join what life doth sever, 0 Death, 0 Life! ...
— Jerusalem Delivered • Torquato Tasso
... but this veil on high, whene'er beneath The noonday fervour thou and thine are glowing, And fragrance of all flowers around shall breathe, And the cool winds of eve come freshly blowing. Earth's cares shall cease for thee, and all ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, No. CCCXLV. July, 1844. Vol. LVI. • Various
... Is left in freedom: there nor Zephyr gains Nor Caurus access, but the Circian blast (16) Forbids the roadstead by Monaecus' hold. And others left the doubtful shore, which sea And land alternate claim, whene'er the tide Pours in amain or when the wave rolls back — Be it the wind which thus compels the deep From furthest pole, and leaves it at the flood; Or else the moon that makes the tide to swell, Or else, in search of fuel (17) for his fires, The sun ...
— Pharsalia; Dramatic Episodes of the Civil Wars • Lucan
... Whene'er we take our walks abroad we meet acquaintances who view with alarm the immediate future of the self-styled human race; but we find ourself unable to share their apprehension. We do not worry about lead, or iron, or ...
— The So-called Human Race • Bert Leston Taylor
... Whene'er is broken up the game of Zara, He who has lost remains behind despondent, The throws repeating, ...
— Dante's Purgatory • Dante
... the robins brag about the sweetness of their song, Nor do they stop their music gay whene'er a poor man comes along. God taught them how to sing an' when they'd learned the art He sent them here To use their talents day by day the dreary lives o' men to cheer. An' rich or poor an' sad or gay, the ugly an' the fair ...
— The Path to Home • Edgar A. Guest
... insinuate you prove, All obstacles of promise you remove; For all engagements to a man must fall, Whene'er that man is ...
— Miscellanies, Volume 2 (from Works, Volume 12) • Henry Fielding
... see by thine whene'er I hold Converse with things that are or things that were; Whene'er I seek life's hidden folds to stir, And watch the inner ...
— The Judgment House • Gilbert Parker
... a flower, whose modest eye Is turn'd with looks of light and love, Who breathes her softest, sweetest sigh. Whene'er the ...
— Poems (1828) • Thomas Gent
... lies in the laurels, he runs on the grass, He sings when you tinkle the musical glass; Whene'er you are happy and cannot tell why, The Friend of the Children is sure to ...
— The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition Vol. 14 (of 25) • Robert Louis Stevenson
... Good man! whene'er thy wife, or thy sons' wives, Tempt thee or them to aught that's new or strange, Be sure thou seest first who hath ...
— The Works of Lord Byron - Poetry, Volume V. • Lord Byron
... 'Whene'er we ride, I pays the 'pike; I settles every treat; He rides my horse, he drives my cab, But cuts me when we meet. My new umbrell' I lent him too, One night—'t was very wet; Though he forgets it ne'er came back, Ah, ...
— The Knickerbocker, or New-York Monthly Magazine, April 1844 - Volume 23, Number 4 • Various
... hateful battle he renews, As oft the miracle his force subdues; The ring no virtue boasts whene'er that sleep ...
— Legends of the Middle Ages - Narrated with Special Reference to Literature and Art • H.A. Guerber
... Doxis, [6] Whene'er they see me lacking, Without delay, poore wretches they Will set their Duds a packing. [7] Still ...
— Musa Pedestris - Three Centuries of Canting Songs - and Slang Rhymes [1536 - 1896] • John S. Farmer
... woman who is reckoned with the good, But she fills me with more terror than a raging lion could. The little chills run up and down my spine whene'er we meet, Though she seems a gentle creature and she's ...
— The Kingdom of Love - and Other Poems • Ella Wheeler Wilcox
... grown. Then, thy lips are so cold!—the Madonna of stone Is like thee in thy holy slumber. We have watched thee in sleep, we have watched thee at prayer, But what can now betide thee? Like thy hours of repose all thy orisons were, And thy lips would still murmur a blessing whene'er Thy children ...
— Poems • Victor Hugo
... off a while, O cup of pain! My loins are weighted down, my heart and brain, With bitterness from thee. Whene'er I think Of Oholah,[10] proud northern queen, I drink Thy wrath, and when my Oholivah forlorn Comes back to mind—'tis then I quaff thy scorn, Then, draught of pain, ...
— Jewish Literature and Other Essays • Gustav Karpeles
... strayed, Sighing in vain for palm-trees' cooling shade, Thy words of comfort hushed each rising fear, "The shadow of thy mighty Rock is near." And when we pitched our tents on Judah's hills, Or thoughtful mused beside Siloa's rills; Whene'er we climbed Mount Olivet, to gaze Upon the sea, where stood in ancient days The heaven-struck Sodom— Sweet record of the past, to faith's glad eyes, Sweet promiser of glories yet ...
— The Biography of Robert Murray M'Cheyne • Andrew A. Bonar
... rude cypher'd stone. On which a sister's pensive eye shall muse In sorrow, and another relative In sweet, though mournful, recollection, bend, Shall call a tear into the stranger's eye Whene'er he hears the tale, yet make him proud That Britain's hospitable land should yield All that you could ...
— Elegies and Other Small Poems • Matilda Betham
... chilled by dreams of icy death, Whom air-blown bubbles of a poet's breath, Darkness and Styx in error's gulph have hurl'd, With fabled terrors of a fabled world; Think not, whene'er material forms expire, Consumed by wasting age or funeral fire, Aught else can die: souls, spurning death's decay, Freed from their old, new tenements of clay Forthwith assume, and wake to life again. ... All ...
— Reincarnation - A Study in Human Evolution • Th. Pascal
... "Whene'er you speak, remember every cause Stands not on eloquence, but stands on laws— Pregnant in matter, in expression brief, Let every sentence stand in bold relief; On trifling points nor time nor talents waste, A sad offence to learning and ...
— The International Monthly Magazine - Volume V - No II • Various
... Whene'er she Smiles, new Life she gives, And happy, happy who receives, From her Inchanting Breath; Then prithee Caelia smile once more, Since I no longer must adore, For when you frown ...
— Wit and Mirth: or Pills to Purge Melancholy, Vol. 5 of 6 • Various
... Whene'er I buckle on my pack And foot it gaily in the track, O pleasant gauger, long since dead, I hear you ...
— Underwoods • Robert Louis Stevenson
... his foes knew about him— He was fond of satire or joke, Writing some verses of rhythm, Which always amused the folk. Whene'er he walked into the pulpit, He bowed for a moment in prayer, Every soul in the temple grew thirsty;— The true ...
— Adventures and Recollections • Bill o'th' Hoylus End
... myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere ...
— The Home Book of Verse, Vol. 1 (of 4) • Various
... ladies of honor Were plagued, awake and in bed; The queen she got them upon her, The maids were bitten and bled. And they did not dare to brush them, Or scratch them, day or night: We crack them and we crush them, At once, whene'er they bite. ...
— Faust • Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
... batter'd keel, Of Bacchus and the Muses sung, And Cupid, still at Venus' side, And Lycus, beautiful and young, Dark-hair'd, dark-eyed. O sweetest lyre, to Phoebus dear, Delight of Jove's high festival, Blest balm in trouble, hail and hear Whene'er I call! ...
— Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace • Horace
... was not; now I am—a few days hence I shall not be; I fain would look before And after, but can neither do; some Power Or lack of power says "no" to all I would. I stand upon a wide and sunless plain, Nor chart nor steel to guide my steps aright. Whene'er, o'ercoming fear, I dare to move, I grope without direction and by chance. Some feign to hear a voice and feel a hand That draws them ever upward thro' the gloom. But I—I hear no voice and touch no hand, Tho' oft thro' silence infinite I list, ...
— The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar • Paul Laurence Dunbar
... my daily chore, I used to think it tough When mother at the kitchen door Said I'd not chopped enough. And on her baking days, I know, I shirked whene'er I could In that now happy long ago When mother cooked ...
— Just Folks • Edgar A. Guest
... seem'd the joy of Fate, New pleasures to provide, And, 'midst my happy state, A lamb was all my pride. The sun conceal'd his light, Whene'er she came in sight. ...
— Barn and the Pyrenees - A Legendary Tour to the Country of Henri Quatre • Louisa Stuart Costello
... night beneath these trees. Each time she comes here with me toward nightfall, she is hardly seated when she falls asleep. Alas! I must be glad even of that.... During the day, whene'er I speak to her and her look happens to encounter mine, it is hard as a slave's to whom a thing impossible has just been bidden.... Yet that is not her customary look.... I have seen her many times resting her beautiful eyes on children, on the ...
— Pelleas and Melisande • Maurice Maeterlinck
... fine stout boy I knew him once, With active form and limb; Whene'er he leap'd, or jump'd, or ran, O I was proud ...
— Books for Children - The Works of Charles and Mary Lamb, Vol. 3 • Charles and Mary Lamb
... greater than the sword, Of that there is no doubt. The pen for me whene'er I wish An enemy to rout. A pen, a pad, and say a pint Of ink with which to scrawl, To put a foe to flight is all That's ...
— Cobwebs from a Library Corner • John Kendrick Bangs
... weel I lo'e our auld Scots sangs, The mournfu' and the gay; They charm'd me by a mither's knee, In bairnhood's happy day: And even yet, though owre my pow The snaws of age are flung, The bluid loups joyfu' in my veins Whene'er I ...
— The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume V. - The Songs of Scotland of the Past Half Century • Various
... she was fair beyond your brightest bloom (This Envy owns, since now her bloom is fled): Fair as the Forms that wove in Fancy's loom, Float in light vision round the Poet's head. Whene'er with soft serenity she smiled, Or caught the orient blush of quick surprise, How sweetly mutable, how brightly wild. The liquid lustre darted from her eyes! Each look, each motion, waked a new-born grace That o'er her form its transient glory cast: Some lovelier wonder soon usurped ...
— Some Old Time Beauties - After Portraits by the English Masters, with Embellishment and Comment • Thomson Willing
... shame to shoot the swan!" And as they looked, a wild swan came in sight; It floated feebly o'er the flurried lake And strove to fly, but wounded fluttered down And sank upon the lake-shore, and was dead. And Gurnemanz cried out: "Who shot the swan? The King had hailed it as a happy sign, Whene'er a swan came near him in its flight For since the earliest ages has this bird Meant hope and health and holiness to men.— Who dared to do this dastard deed ...
— Parsifal - A Drama by Wagner • Retold by Oliver Huckel
... swallow-tailed, and square, Scroll, pennon, pensil, bandrol, there O'er the pavilions flew. Highest and midmost, was descried The royal banner floating wide; The staff, a pine-tree, strong and straight, Pitch'd deeply in a massive stone, Yet bent beneath the standard's weight Whene'er the western wind unroll'd, With toil, the huge and cumbrous fold, And gave to view the dazzling field, Where, in proud Scotland's royal shield, The ruddy ...
— The Prose Marmion - A Tale of the Scottish Border • Sara D. Jenkins
... sighs—from childhood's hour The slave of Fate, I've knelt before thy throne; To thy loved courts have sped Whene'er my heart has bled, And every ray of bliss that heart has known Has reached it ...
— Zophiel - A Poem • Maria Gowen Brooks
... emblem down! It gathers scorn from every eye, And despots smile and good men frown Whene'er it passes by. ...
— The Complete Works of Whittier - The Standard Library Edition with a linked Index • John Greenleaf Whittier
... "Whene'er I hear a knave commend, He bids me shun his worthy friend. What praise! what mighty commendation! But 'twas a Fox who spoke th' oration. Foxes this government may prize, As gentle, plentiful, and wise; If they enjoy the sweets, 'tis plain We Geese must feel a tyrant ...
— Favourite Fables in Prose and Verse • Various
... Thus still, whene'er the good and just Close the dim eye on life and pain, Heaven watches o'er their sleeping dust Till the pure ...
— Poetical Works of William Cullen Bryant - Household Edition • William Cullen Bryant
... Villette, Whene'er the weather's fine, We call on uncle, old Tinette, Who's in the dustman line. To feast upon some cherry stones The young un's almost wild, And rolls amongst the dust and bones, What a piggish ...
— L'Assommoir • Emile Zola
... memory of a mother gone! Whene'er with others, or alone, I hear or breathe that sacred name, May it allure the hallowed flame To shine on thee, and lead thy son Into a better life, begun Unworthy that which hath been done. For him and all, and us anon, In course of life I hear the knell ...
— A Leaf from the Old Forest • J. D. Cossar
... (nae less), for——, by Coldstream.' So I opened the seal, and, to my surprise and astonishment, I found it was frae the man o' business I had employed in London, stating that I had won the law-plea, and that I might get the money whene'er I wanted it. I sent for the siller the very next post. Now, ye see, I was sick and tired o' being a bachelor. I had lang wished to be settled in a comfortable matrimonial way—that is, frae e'er I had seen Miss Murray. But, ye see, while I was a drover, ...
— Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, XXII • various
... Whene'er for Willy's loss she grieved, His darling she caressed, That from her hand its food received, ...
— Graham's Magazine Vol XXXIII No. 3 September 1848 • Various
... Mistake our talents every day: The ass was never known so stupid To act the part of Tray or Cupid; Nor leaps upon his master's lap, There to be stroked, and fed with pap: As AEsop would the world persuade; He better understands his trade: Nor comes whene'er his lady whistles, But carries loads, and feeds on thistles; Our author's meaning, I presume, is A creature bipes et implumis; Wherein the moralist designed A compliment on human-kind: For, here he owns, that now and then Beasts may ...
— The Battle of the Books - and Other Short Pieces • Jonathan Swift
... be concerned in no litigious jar; Beloved by all, not vainly popular. Whate'er assistance I had power to bring T' oblige my company, or to serve my king, Whene'er they called, I'd readily afford, My tongue, my pen, my counsel, or my sword. Lawsuits I'd shun, with as much studious care, As I would dens where hungry lions are; And rather put up injuries, than be A plague to him who'd be a plague to me. I value quiet at a price too great To give for my ...
— English Poets of the Eighteenth Century • Selected and Edited with an Introduction by Ernest Bernbaum
... cry and wail whene'er ye spy a cat, Starving or sick; I count it not a sin To hang it up, and ...
— The International Monthly, Volume 5, No. 3, March, 1852 • Various
... dark retreats, Crime's foul stain the righteous beareth, Perjury and false deceits Hurt not him the wrong who dareth; But whene'er the wicked trust In ill strength to work their lust, Kings, whom nations' awe declareth Mighty, ...
— The Consolation of Philosophy • Boethius
... the wind their airy garments flew, Thin glitt'ring textures of the filmy dew, Dipt in the richest tincture of the skies, 65 Where light disports in ever-mingling dyes, While ev'ry beam new transient colours flings, Colours that change whene'er they wave their wings. Amid the circle, on the gilded mast, Superior by the head, was Ariel plac'd; 70 His purple pinions op'ning to the sun, He rais'd his azure wand, ...
— The Rape of the Lock and Other Poems • Alexander Pope
... love and wonder; he would linger long In lonesome vales, making the wild his home, Until the doves and squirrels would partake 100 From his innocuous hand his bloodless food, Lured by the gentle meaning of his looks, And the wild antelope, that starts whene'er The dry leaf rustles in the brake, suspend Her timid steps, to gaze upon a form More graceful than her own. 105 His wandering step, Obedient to high thoughts, has visited The awful ruins of the days of old: Athens, and Tyre, and Balbec, and the ...
— The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley Volume I • Percy Bysshe Shelley
... Whene'er I recollect the happy time When you and I held converse sweet together, There come a thousand thoughts of sunny weather, Of early blossoms, and the young year's prime. Your memory lives for ever in my mind, With all the fragrant freshness of the spring, ...
— Records of a Girlhood • Frances Anne Kemble
... was none: I 2 No arm to stay him wandering lone, Unevenly, with stumbling steps and sore; No friend in need, no kind inhabitant, To minister to his importunate want, No heart whereto his pangs he might deplore. None who, whene'er the gory flow Was rushing hot, might healing herbs bestow, Or cull from teeming Earth some genial plant To allay the anguish of malignant pain And soothe the sharpness of his poignant woe. Like infant whom the nurse lets go, With tottering movement here and there, He crawled for comfort, whensoe'er ...
— The Seven Plays in English Verse • Sophocles
... will Be at your will, Whene'er you will, And where you will; So that your Will Be Good-Will, I never will Dispute your Will; But give ...
— The Merry-Thought: or the Glass-Window and Bog-House Miscellany. Part 1 • Samuel Johnson [AKA Hurlo Thrumbo]
... the Ghastroi—curious men Who dwell, like tigers, in a den, And howl whene'er the moon is cold; They stripe themselves with red and black And ride upon the ...
— Collected Poems - Volume One (of 2) • Alfred Noyes
... a cit, with taste so dead, Who never to himself hath said, "This haunch surpasses all the rest;" Whose mouth hath ne'er within him burn'd, Whene'er his footsteps he hath turn'd From home, to Guildhall's civic feast? If such there breathe, go mark him well— For him no portly paunch can swell; Large though his shop, his trade the same, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, Despite his shop, ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, No. 565 - Vol. 20, No. 565., Saturday, September 8, 1832 • Various
... her gifts the maiden shared— To some the fruits, the flowers to some; Alike the young, the aged fared; Each bore a blessing back to home. Though every guest was welcome there, Yet some the maiden held more dear, And cull'd her rarest sweets whene'er She saw two hearts ...
— The German Classics of The Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, Vol. III • Kuno Francke (Editor-in-Chief)
... Whene'er I hear that music vague and old, Two hundred years are mist that rolls away; The thirteenth Louis reigns, and I behold A green land golden in ...
— Ballads and Lyrics of Old France: with other Poems • Andrew Lang
... concern of mine, I should to thee have paid no heed, For while I humour this, that one to please I don't succeed! Act as thy wish may be! go, come whene'er thou list; 'tis naught to me. Sorrow or joy, without limit or bound, to indulge thou art free! What is this hazy notion about relatives distant or close? For what purpose have I for all these days racked my heart with woes? Even ...
— Hung Lou Meng, Book I • Cao Xueqin
... epic poets plunge 'in medias res' (Horace makes this the heroic turnpike road), And then your hero tells, whene'er you please, What went before—by way of episode, While seated after dinner at his ease, Beside his mistress in some soft abode, Palace, or garden, paradise, or cavern, Which serves the ...
— Don Juan • Lord Byron
... O, U, The vowels we may call; W, Y, are vowels too, Whene'er they chance to fall To the end of syllable or word. And this we well may know That all the rest are consonants; Just nineteen ...
— Mother Truth's Melodies - Common Sense For Children • Mrs. E. P. Miller
... walked, I saw him—a blooming Apollo, blending the manly beauty of Antinous! Such was his noble and majestic deportment, as if the illustrious state of Genoa rested alone upon his youthful shoulders. Our eyes stole trembling glances at him, and shrunk back, as if with conscious guilt, whene'er they encountered the lightning of his looks. Ah, Arabella, how we devoured those looks! with what anxious envy did every one count those directed to her companions! They fell among us like the golden apple of discord—tender eyes burned fiercely—soft bosoms beat ...
— The Works of Frederich Schiller in English • Frederich Schiller
... Cynthia frowns whene'er I woo her, Yet she's vext if I give over; Much she fears I should undo her, But much more to lose her lover: Thus, in doubting, she refuses; And not winning, ...
— The Comedies of William Congreve - Volume 1 [of 2] • William Congreve
... Whene'er in place of using patent wile, Or trying to frighten me with horrid grin, You tempt me with two crimson lips curved in a smile; Old Devil, I ...
— Fifty years & Other Poems • James Weldon Johnson
... a sovran Jove, in his own bright temple appearing, Yearly, whene'er his day did rites ceremonial usher, Gazed on an hundred slain, on strong bulls heavily falling. Often on high Parnassus a roving Liber in hurried 390 Frenzy the Thyiads drave, their locks blown loosely, before him. While all Delphi's city in eager jealousy trooping, Blithely ...
— The Poems and Fragments of Catullus • Catullus
... wish to laugh, And weeps when she will weep; Whene'er she wants thy heart to move Fair words ...
— The Tale of Brynild, and King Valdemar and his Sister - Two Ballads • Anonymous
... throne obsequious fame resides, And wealth incessant rolls her golden tides. Nor let Antinous rage, if strong desire Of wealth and fame a youthful bosom fire: Elect by Jove, his delegate of sway, With joyous pride the summons I'd obey. Whene'er Ulysses roams the realm of night, Should factious power dispute my lineal right, Some other Greeks a fairer claim may plead; To your pretence their title would precede. At least, the sceptre lost, I still should reign Sole o'er my ...
— The Odyssey of Homer • Homer, translated by Alexander Pope
... evermore A King, a God, the last, the best of friends - Whene'er this mortal journey ends Death, like a host, comes smiling to the door; Smiling, he greets us, on that tranquil shore Where neither piping bird nor peeping dawn Disturbs the eternal sleep, But in the stillness far withdrawn Our dreamless ...
— New Poems • Robert Louis Stevenson
... mystic band, Wind we round thee, hand in hand; Whene'er thou hear'st thy chieftain's call Rest not, pause not, hither crawl; Or to the realms of creepy-crawley, Shivery-shaky, ...
— The Hero of Garside School • J. Harwood Panting
... Thy lovely, long-forsaken cheeks; To smooth thy flowing silver locks And bind about thy snowy neck A necklace golden studded full With rarest gems and shining pearls. Our eyes, though sometimes dimmed with tears, In purer lustre sparkle forth Whene'er they fall agaze on thee! Our ears attuned to thy sweet lay Catch every flowing, cadent note And bear it ever safe within Our rapturous hearts, which gladly leap Whene'er thy name is called! Deep in our souls the quenchless fire Of love full brightly burns upon The sacred altar, set apart For ...
— The Sylvan Cabin - A Centenary Ode on the Birth of Lincoln and Other Verse • Edward Smyth Jones
... town there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er ...
— The Vicar of Wakefield • Oliver Goldsmith
... islet is there, fronting Salamis— Strait, and with evil anchorage: thereon Pan treads the measure of the dance he loves Along the sea-beach. Thither the king sent His noblest, that, whene'er the Grecian foe Should 'scape, with shattered ships, unto the isle, We might make easy prey of fugitives And slay them there, and from the washing tides Rescue our friends. It fell out otherwise Than he divined, for when, by aid of Heaven, ...
— Suppliant Maidens and Other Plays • AEschylus
... walls Around the coasts. Nor ever cease to flit The varied voices, sounds athrough the air. Then too there comes into the mouth at times The wet of a salt taste, when by the sea We roam about; and so, whene'er we watch The wormword being mixed, its bitter stings. To such degree from all things is each thing Borne streamingly along, and sent about To every region round; and nature grants Nor rest nor respite of the ...
— Of The Nature of Things • [Titus Lucretius Carus] Lucretius
... little sight, one plant, . . . whene'er the leaf grows there Its drop comes from my heart, that's all." —Browning's ...
— Six Centuries of English Poetry - Tennyson to Chaucer • James Baldwin
... Whene'er mine eyes do my Amelia greet It is with such emotion As when, in childhood, turning a dim street, I first beheld the ocean. There, where the little, bright, surf-breathing town, That shew'd me first her beauty and the sea, Gathers its skirts against the gorse-lit down ...
— The Victories of Love - and Other Poems • Coventry Patmore
... dupe of fame? Dost thou with jealous anger pine Whene'er she sounds some other name, With fonder emphasis than thine? To thee I preach; draw near; attend! Look on these bones, thou fool, and see Where all her scorns and favours end, What Byron is, and thou ...
— The Miscellaneous Writings and Speeches of Lord Macaulay, Vol. 3. (of 4) • Thomas Babington Macaulay
... mountain-top, I'll tell you all I know. 'Tis now some two-and-twenty years Since she (her name is Martha Ray) Gave, with a maiden's true good will, Her company to Stephen Hill; And she was blithe and gay, And she was happy, happy still Whene'er she ...
— English Critical Essays - Nineteenth Century • Various
... Whene'er I mirror me, I see therein[75] That good which still contenteth heart and spright; Nor fortune new nor thought of old can win To dispossess me of such dear delight. What other object, then, could fill my sight, Enough of pleasance e'er To kindle ...
— The Decameron of Giovanni Boccaccio • Giovanni Boccaccio
... is a thing I say I hate In both myself and in my dearest friend, And yet whene'er I slyly watch and wait I find in ...
— More Toasts • Marion Dix Mosher
... heart weeps blood at what the Trojans say, And hopes thy deeds shall wipe the stain away. Haste then, in all their glorious labours share, For much they suffer, for thy sake, in war. These ills shall cease, whene'er by Jove's decree We crown the bowl to heaven and liberty: While the proud foe his frustrate triumphs mourns, And Greece indignant through her ...
— The Iliad of Homer • Homer
... thought the matter o'er. I vowed no more, That I with grief would moisten any eye; Henceforth, whene'er that Dustman passed my door, Upon his beer he knew he could rely! Nay more! For never heeding if my bin Were full or empty, I that Dustman hailed; His grateful smile my one desire to win; I felt I could not help it if I failed. Twice every week he came,—his ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 100, May 2, 1891 • Various
... though it bore the Blessed Sacrament; Chief Shepherd of the Saviour's flock on earth. Tall was the man, and swift; white-haired; with eye Starlike and voice a trumpet clear that pealed God's Benediction o'er the city and globe; Yea, and whene'er his palm he lifted, still Blessing before it ran. Upon my head He laid both hands, and "Win," he said, "to Christ One realm the more!" Moreover, to my charge Relics he gave, unnumbered, without price; And when those relics lost ...
— The Legends of Saint Patrick • Aubrey de Vere
... Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say That still a godly race he ran,— Whene'er ...
— A Nonsense Anthology • Collected by Carolyn Wells
... floor, they came through the moss-creviced logs. They were savage and dire; they were whiskered with fire; they bickered like malamute dogs. They ravined in rings like iniquitous things; they gulped down the Green and the Blue. I crinkled with fear whene'er they drew near, and nearer and nearer ...
— Ballads of a Cheechako • Robert W. Service
... meant to slay The foe of human kind. With rival ardour We took the field; one voice, one mind, one heart; All leagu'd, all covenanted: in yon camp Spirits there are who aim, like us, at glory. Whene'er you sally forth, whene'er the Greeks Shall scale your walls, prepare thee to encounter A like assault. By me the youth of Greece Thus notify the war they mean ...
— The Grecian Daughter • Arthur Murphy |
