"E'en" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... decay, The fleshy tongue at length was worn away; She mouthed it for a while, and people dreamed Of golden days before this belle had screamed. Loaded and beat their horses at their ease. Drove thorn with, wounded backs and broken knees, Turned turtles over, and e'en tortured clams. Murdered trichinae, when they boiled their hams. Till one, a doctor, who was passing by, Struck by the horrors going on in Rye, Cut from a calf, that yet was very young. And kindly gave ...
— Punchinello, Vol. II., No. 34, November 19, 1870 • Various
... hopes have perished, And nought remains save love for thee! E'en that must fade, though once so cherished: Farewell!—and think ...
— Continental Monthly, Vol. III, No IV, April 1863 - Devoted to Literature and National Policy • Various
... and there implant true men. Caesar: And silence! speak nor write not idle words, For they are often swords which cleave the soul; When enemies who wield a cunning hand Shall thrust them back, and laugh in gleeful scorn. E'en I regret what in an idle hour, I thoughtless paged regarding freedom's gift. And now they sting me, sting me to the soul. Oh that I ne'er had penned such childish thoughts! Hence hold thy tongue or honeyed words proclaim Which may mean little or perchance mean much. And now farewell, and hie thee ...
— 'A Comedy of Errors' in Seven Acts • Spokeshave (AKA Old Fogy)
... of the Belinda, "I have no time to waste; if you will not go to her, she e'en must come to you. I will send my boat for her and the others, and you shall wait for ...
— Kate Bonnet - The Romance of a Pirate's Daughter • Frank R. Stockton
... on the landing, and I noticed that one door was ajar. As I passed the slit of light I caught sight of the sergeant of dragoons, and stopped beyond the door to listen. I heard Brocton's voice, and caught the words, "Egad, I'll e'en try her. Take the best horse available. There's no danger, but speed is everything." He dropped his voice to a whisper and for a moment or two I caught nothing. Then, raising his voice again, he said, "And now for your prize." I heard ...
— The Yeoman Adventurer • George W. Gough
... mean? Is truth at court in such disgrace, It may not on the walls be seen, Nor e'en in picture show ...
— Poems (Volume II.) • Jonathan Swift
... the Atlantic should have been no greater Bar between us than the two hours rail to Oxford. And now I have forgot many things, or have left the Books scattered in divers places; or, if I had all here, 'twould be too much to send. So I must e'en take up with what the present ...
— Letters of Edward FitzGerald - in two volumes, Vol. 1 • Edward FitzGerald
... share the burden of thy errors, So when the sun of our brief life had set, If thou didst walk in darkness and regret, E'en in that shadowy world of nameless terrors, My soul and ...
— Poems of Sentiment • Ella Wheeler Wilcox
... hens lived in peace; a cock came And strife soon succeeded to joy; E'en as love, they say, kindled the flame That destroyed ...
— Serge Panine • Georges Ohnet
... the microbe Fiend of Death. Day and night, sleeping and waking, the white knights of life are constantly on the alert, for on their vigilance hangs our existence. Sometimes, however, the invading microbes come in, not in companies but in platoons, innumerable as Xerxes' Persians, and then "e'en Roderick's best are backward borne," and we die. For our life is the prize of the combat in these novel lists which science has revealed to our view through the microscope, and health is but the token of the triumphant victory of the phagocyte over ...
— Real Ghost Stories • William T. Stead
... music in the storms, and there's colour in the shades, And there's joy e'en in the sorrow widely brooding o'er the sea; And larger thoughts have birth among the moors and lowly glades And reedy mounds and sands ...
— Songs, Sonnets & Miscellaneous Poems • Thomas Runciman
... she is winsome and bonny, Her hair it is snooded sae sleek, And faithfu' and kind is her Johnny, Yet fast fa' the tears on her cheek. New pearlins are cause of her sorrow, New pearlins and plenishing too: The bride that has a' to borrow. Has e'en right mickle ado. Woo'd and married and a'! Woo'd and married and a'! Isna she very weel aff To be woo'd and married ...
— Library Of The World's Best Literature, Ancient And Modern, Vol 3 • Various
... happy with "Sister" all day, Mothers can't nurse them—they work far away. Good Sister Rosalie, she is so kind, E'en when they're troublesome, she doesn't mind. Here in the first room the Babies we see, ...
— Abroad • Various
... of probabilities. Things deemed unlikely, e'en impossible, Experience often shews us ...
— Running a Thousand Miles for Freedom • William and Ellen Craft
... the chapter; Lewd Rochester lampoon the King and the court, And Sidley and others may cry him up for't; Soft Waller and Suckling, chaste Cowley and others, With Beaumont and Fletcher, poetical brothers, May here scribble on with pretence to the bays, E'en Shakespear himself may produce all his plays, And not get for whole pages one mouth ...
— The Lives of the Poets of Great Britain and Ireland (1753) - Vol. III • Theophilus Cibber
... (furtively) at the carriage, hesitated, and then said: 'You do not mind expense, apparently. I suppose you are a rich lady of quality. Such folks will not stick at such trifles as the life or death of a sick woman to get their own way. I suppose I must e'en help you, for if I ...
— My Lady Ludlow • Elizabeth Gaskell
... her, Messire—you may catch her. Ah, if I could only have known of you yester-e'en! She's had but seven hours' start of you. Take the path for Thornyhold Brush, and you'll find her. Jesu Christ! when I saw the bleeding bird again I could have died, had there not been better ...
— The Forest Lovers • Maurice Hewlett
... a vera dear bargain at half the price to any woman, Colin. And you never saw Isabel. She was here when you were in Glasgow. She has the bonniest black e'en in Scotland, and ...
— Scottish sketches • Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr
... full of beauty and fun for a theme, And a glass of good wine to inspire, E'en without thee we sometimes are bless'd with a gleam That ...
— Humour of the North • Lawrence J. Burpee
... I saw my mother kneel, And with her blessing took her nightly kiss; Whatever Time destroys, he cannot this;— E'en now that nameless kiss I ...
— Journeys Through Bookland, Vol. 10 - The Guide • Charles Herbert Sylvester
... the stream, Dark Vallombrosa in their dream. They sing, amidst the rain-drenched pines, Of Tuscan gold that ruddier shines Behind a saint's auroral face That shows e'en yet the ...
— Songs and Other Verse • Eugene Field
... Cardamines! E'en among mortal men I wot Brief life while spring-time quickly flees Might seem a not ungrateful lot: For summer's rays are scorching hot And autumn holds but summer's lees, And swift in autumn is ...
— A Traveller in Little Things • W. H. Hudson
... last night did pray That ye might well be wed to-day. The year's ingathering feast it is, A goodly day to give thee bliss. Come hither, daughter, fine and fair, Here is a wooer from Whitewater. Fast away hath he gotten fame, And his father's name is e'en my name. Will ye lay hand within his hand, That blossoming fair our house may stand?" She laid her hand within his hand; White she was as the lily wand. Low sang Snbiorn's brand in its sheath, And his lips were ...
— Poems By The Way & Love Is Enough • William Morris
... of my age, with no profession and no special talent, to fancy he can turn to and earn money. I might, if I made supernatural exertions, and if Fortune went out of her way to favour me, add a maximum of another sixpence to my weekly budget. No, there's never a hope for me on sea or land. I must e'en bear it, though I ...
— My Friend Prospero • Henry Harland
... Marigny, we're soon to part, So let that parting be in peace: We've not been angered much in heart, But e'en that little soon ...
— The Memories of Fifty Years • William H. Sparks
... E'en there my soul has longed to dwell in peace With towering visions of the land of Pyrrhus; There dream-born beauties pour their flood, Dawn's mother Lighting ...
— Life Immovable - First Part • Kostes Palamas
... his prayer and sweetly smiled, Then frown'd, and laughing fled away; But the poor youth, e'en thus ...
— Wild Western Scenes • John Beauchamp Jones
... Madam," answered the Captain, "as to your hair-pinchers and shoe-blacks, you may puff off their manners, and welcome; and I am heartily glad you like 'em so well: but as to me, since you must needs make so free of your advice, I must e'en tell you, I never kept company ...
— Evelina • Fanny Burney
... cruel: "Why don't you speak for yourself, John?" Up leaped the Captain of Plymouth, and stamped on the floor, till his armor Clanged on the wall, where it hung, with a sound of sinister omen. All his pent-up wrath burst forth in a sudden explosion, E'en as a hand grenade, that scatters destruction around it. Wildly he shouted and loud: "John Alden! you have betrayed me! Me, Miles Standish, your friend! have supplanted, defrauded, betrayed me! You, who lived under my roof, whom I cherished and loved ...
— The Literary World Seventh Reader • Various
... to-day, and cannot justice do unto my powers; and sat him down as who should say, There, it is not much yet he that hath an arse to spare, let him fellow that, an' he think he can. By God, an' I were ye queene, I would e'en tip this swaggering braggart out o' the court, and let him air his grandeurs and break his intolerable wind before ye deaf and such ...
— 1601 - Conversation as it was by the Social Fireside in the Time of the Tudors • Mark Twain
... a Roman virtue, That wins each godlike act, and plucks success E'en from the spear-proof ...
— Pushing to the Front • Orison Swett Marden
... the young one dream When full of play and childish cares, What power hath e'en his wildest scream, Heard by his mother unawares: He knows it not, he cannot guess: Years to a mother bring distress, But do not make her love ...
— Life of Lord Byron, Vol. 6 (of 6) - With his Letters and Journals • Thomas Moore
... young men; and our maids were little softer; e'en such as Bow-may is (and kind is she withal), and it seemed in very sooth as if the Spirit of the Wolf was with us, and the roughness of the Waste made us fierce; and law we had not and heeded not, though ...
— The Roots of the Mountains • William Morris
... wildest fancy I doubt if he dreamed, That time in its changes that wears rocky shores, Should change what so changeless certainly seemed, Till Merdle, Jack Merdle, would own twenty stores, Much more own a bank, e'en the horse that he rode, Or pay half the debts of the wild ...
— Nothing to Eat • Horatio Alger [supposed]
... lifted up his hands, as if about to address her once more, then he turned slowly round. "Ha, ha!" he muttered; "if she had yielded to you, cruel factor, I'd have told her all I know, and made e'en her proud spirit tremble; but she's been good and kind to an auld man, and ...
— Ronald Morton, or the Fire Ships - A Story of the Last Naval War • W.H.G. Kingston
... as big as all out-of-doors, and e'en BUMBLE was hardly as bumptious. He'd make my London a Paradise, which is a prospect that's perfectly scrumptious. But oh! he is big, with the funniest rig; a Titan who, if he should tumble, Might squelch me as flat as an opera-hat, and make ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 103, December 3, 1892 • Various
... Felis Leo, I do feel that we owe A debt to the urban proprieties. Don't shame yourself, Ursa, but quite vice versa, You know how impressive caste's quiet is! But, JAMRACH! O JAMRACH! Woe's stretched on no sham rack Of metre that mourns you sincerely; E'en that hard nut o' natur, the great Alligator, Has eyes that look red, and blink queerly. Mere "crocodile's tears," some may snigger; but jeers Must disgust at a moment so doleful. For JAMRACH the brave, who has gone to his grave, All our sorrow's sincere ...
— Punch, Volume 101, September 19, 1891 • Francis Burnand
... to scoff at Heaven, And celebrates his shame in open day, Thou, in the pride of all his crimes, cutt'st off The horrible example. Touched by thine, The extortioner's hard hand foregoes the gold Wrung from the o'er-worn poor. The perjurer, Whose tongue was lithe, e'en now, and voluble Against his neighbor's life, and he who laughed And leaped for joy to see a spotless fame Blasted before his own foul calumnies, Are smit with deadly silence. He, who sold His conscience to ...
— Poetical Works of William Cullen Bryant - Household Edition • William Cullen Bryant
... makes me daft, now that I've faun i' the vale o' years. Yince I was young and could get where I wantit, but now I am auld and maun bide i' the same bit. And I'm aye thinkin' o' the waters I've been to, and the green heichs and howes and the linns that I canna win to again. I maun e'en be content wi' the Callowa, which is ...
— The Moon Endureth—Tales and Fancies • John Buchan
... Baba, with a bland smile, "and if we would not have it drawn tight, we must e'en obey the ...
— The Pirate City - An Algerine Tale • R.M. Ballantyne
... leaves of feeble stem, If the clouds lasted, and a sudden breeze Ruffled the boughs, they on my head at once Dropped the collected shower: and some most false, False and fair-foliaged as the manchineel, Have tempted me to slumber in their shade E'en 'mid the storm; then breathing subtlest damps Mixed their own venom with the rain from Heaven, That I woke poisoned! But (all praise to Him Who gives us all things) more have yielded me Permanent shelter: and beside one friend, Beneath the impervious covert of one oak I've raised a lowly ...
— The Posthumous Works of Thomas De Quincey, Vol. II (2 vols) • Thomas De Quincey
... with the South, that His arm is with the free; That her soil is pure and spotless, as her clear and sunny sky. And that he who dare pollute it on her soil shall basely die; For His fiat hath gone forth, e'en among the Hessian horde, That the South has got His blessing, for the South is of ...
— War Poetry of the South • Various
... clumsy, or let 'em be slim, Young or ancient, I care not a feather; So fill a pint bumper quite up to the brim, So fill up your glasses, nay, fill to the brim, And let us e'en toast them together. Chorus. Let the toast ...
— The School For Scandal • Richard Brinsley Sheridan
... the tides of music run, and swiftly speed the hours; Life's pleasures end when scarce begun, e'en ...
— Gov. Bob. Taylor's Tales • Robert L. Taylor
... 'em, will they curse and rend our raiment? The Death Duties, too! The failure to touch them might be the death of us! Second R. M. Yet we've been economical; it is the very breath of us. First E. M. Humph! How about your Home-Rule Bill's Finance Proposals—drat'em! Which e'en the Irish threaten to tear up—when they get at 'em! Second E. M. The Rads, of course, will want to eat their cake and have it, also. No, a Democratic Budget,—at least one the Rads would call so,— I fear's not on the cards, H., but—humph! listen! ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 104, April 22, 1893 • Various
... E'en as I gaze upon thee, thy bright form Doth sail away among the cloudy isles Around whose shores the sea of sunlight smiles. On thee may break no black and boisterous storm To turn the tenour of thy calm career. As thou wert long ago so now ...
— Georgian Poetry 1911-12 • Various
... orders that were never given, he will break, and he will break badly; and of all things under the sight of the Sun there is nothing more terrible than a broken British regiment. When the worst comes to the worst and the panic is really epidemic, the men must be e'en let go, and the Company Commanders had better escape to the enemy and stay there for safety's sake. If they can be made to come again they are not pleasant men to meet, because ...
— Indian Tales • Rudyard Kipling
... that we've pledged each eye of blue, And every maiden fair and true, And our green island home,—to you The ocean's wave adorning, Let's give one Hip-hip-hip-hurra! And, drink e'en to the coming day, When, squadron square, We'll all be there, To meet the French ...
— Charles O'Malley, The Irish Dragoon, Volume 1 (of 2) • Charles Lever
... a man austere, The instinct of whose nature was to kill; The wrath of God he preached from year to year, And read with fervor Edwards on the Will; His favorite pastime was to slay the deer In Summer on some Adirondack hill; E'en now, while walking down the rural lane, He lopped the way-side ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 12, No. 74, December, 1863 • Various
... does very well for me across the water. I'm a lawyer, ye see: fond of my books and my bottle, a good plea, a well-drawn deed, a crack in the Parliament House with other lawyer bodies, and perhaps a turn at the golf on a Saturday at e'en. Where do ye come in with your ...
— The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition Vol. 11 (of 25) • Robert Louis Stevenson
... Time's fool: though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come, Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out e'en to ...
— Life and Remains of John Clare - "The Northamptonshire Peasant Poet" • J. L. Cherry
... ophelema tout' edoreso brotois]! concludes the chorus, like a sigh from the admitted Eleusinian AEschylus was! You cannot think how this foolish circumstance struck me this evening, so I thought I would e'en tell you at once and be done with it. Are you not my dear friend already, and shall I not use you? And pray you not to 'lean out of the window' when my own foot is only on the stair; do wait a ...
— The Letters of Robert Browning and Elizabeth Barrett Barrett, Vol. 1 (of 2) 1845-1846 • Robert Browning and Elizabeth Barrett Barrett
... Sent by the Lord to bend his steps aright; Sons dutiful and true; no speck to mar The noble grandeur of a proud career; Yet, from the rays that flickered o'er his path, Sent for his good, he wove the lightning shaft That seared his heart, e'en as the stalwart oak, Soaring in pride of pow'r, falls 'neath the flash, And lies a prostrate wreck. Like one of old, Who, wrestling with the orb whose far-off light Gave beauty to his waxen wings, upsoared Where ...
— The Death of Saul and other Eisteddfod Prize Poems and Miscellaneous Verses • J. C. Manning
... hour, the boat arrive; Thou goest, thou darling of my heart! Severed from thee, can I survive? But fate has willed, and we must part. I'll often greet this surging swell, Yon distant isle will often hail: E'en here I took the last farewell; There latest ...
— Chambers's Edinburgh Journal, No. 429 - Volume 17, New Series, March 20, 1852 • Various
... In me, who am of the first sect of these, All merit, that transcends the humble rules Of my own dazzled scanty sense, Begets a kinder folly and impertinence Of admiration and of praise. And our good brethren of the surly sect, Must e'en all herd us with their kindred fools: For though possess'd of present vogue, they've made Railing a rule of wit, and obloquy a trade; Yet the same want of brains produces each effect. And you, whom Pluto's helm does wisely shroud ...
— The Poems of Jonathan Swift, D.D., Volume I (of 2) • Jonathan Swift
... some trifling errand, herself appropriating the vacated seat, he saw in it no particular design, but in his usual pleasant way commenced talking with Carrie, who brightened up so much that grandma asked "if her headache wasn't e'en-a'most well!" ...
— 'Lena Rivers • Mary J. Holmes
... witchcraft of a stronger kind, Or cause too deep for human search to find, Makes earth-born weeds imperial man enslave,— Not little souls, but e'en the ...
— Tobacco; Its History, Varieties, Culture, Manufacture and Commerce • E. R. Billings
... mother; Nevermore to hear the wooing Of the brave and true O-kis-ko. Gone thy charm of youthful beauty, Gone thy sway o'er savage natures; Doomed to flee before the hunter, Doomed to roam the lonely island, Doomed to bondage e'en in freedom. Is the seal of doom eternal? Hath the mussel-pearl all power? Cannot love thy ...
— The White Doe - The Fate of Virginia Dare • Sallie Southall Cotten
... harm you not, Nor e'en disturb your play, But you shall have your own sweet will, And feed upon the best of swill, Through ...
— St. Nicholas Magazine for Boys and Girls, Vol. 5, October 1878, No. 12 • Various
... gentle forms an' meet, A man wi' half a look may see; An' gracefu' airs, an' faces sweet, An' waving curls aboon the bree; An' smiles as soft as the young rose-bud, An' e'en sae pauky, bright, an' rare, Wad lure the laverock frae the clud— But, laddie, seek to ken nae mair! O, the ...
— The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume II. - The Songs of Scotland of the past half century • Various
... never so beaten with anything in my life: but you must e'en take it as a gift of God; though it's as dark almost as if it came from ...
— Emily Bront • A. Mary F. (Agnes Mary Frances) Robinson
... ever since my marriage, staying in the house of my brother-in-law, and feel not a little anxious to be in a home of my own. But painters, and carpenters, and upholsterers are dirty divinities of a lower order, not to be moved, or hastened, by human invocations (or even imprecations), and we must e'en bide ...
— Records of Later Life • Frances Anne Kemble
... calm! what fairer scene e'er met The eye of mortal short of Paradise? The quiet lake is like a mirror set In richest green where sunset loves to see Itself arrayed in crimson, pink and gold. And e'en the proud old mountain bows his head Shaggy with hemlocks, and appears well pleased To view so grand a form reflected there. Hark! o'er the polished surface how the loons Call to each other, waking ...
— Canadian Wild Flowers • Helen M. Johnson
... spirit meek and mild, Derided, spurned, yet uncomplaining— By man deserted and reviled, Yet faithful to its trust remaining. Still prompt and resolute to save From scourge and chain the hunted slave! Unwavering in the truth's defence E'en where the fires of hate are burning, The unquailing eye of innocence Alone ...
— The Underground Railroad • William Still
... the people, Lord, Then I would be the golden bell Swung high athwart the lofty tower Morning and evening sounding loud; That young and old may wake from sleep, Yea, e'en the deaf hear ...
— The Fulfilment of a Dream of Pastor Hsi's - The Story of the Work in Hwochow • A. Mildred Cable
... E'en the first day he touched a blackboard's space— So the tradition of his glory lingers— Two wise professors fainted, each with face White as the chalk within his rapid fingers: All day he ciphered, at such frantic pace, His form was hid in chalk precipitation Of every problem, till they said his ...
— Complete Poetical Works of Bret Harte • Bret Harte
... in what store thou heap'st New pains, new troubles, as I here beheld, Wherefore doth fault of ours bring us to this? E'en as a billow, on Charybdis rising Against encountered billow dashing breaks; Such is the dance this wretched race must lead Whom more than elsewhere numerous here ...
— Dante: "The Central Man of All the World" • John T. Slattery
... to accomplish? What is thine errand, that thou wanderest here alone among these rough men-at-arms? Poor child, thy mother's heart aches for thee e'en ...
— Five Children and It • E. Nesbit
... thou art! Yet thy poor bosom heaves no sigh; E'en now thy dimpling cheeks impart Their knowledge of some pleasure nigh:— 'Tis good ...
— Poems • Sir John Carr
... hands that tore you hence, My innocent and good! Not e'en the tigress of the wild, Thus tears ...
— The Liberty Minstrel • George W. Clark
... laughter is not mirth; nor thought the mind; Nor words a language; nor e'en men mankind. Where cries reply to curses, shrieks to blows, And each is ...
— Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl - Written by Herself • Harriet Jacobs (AKA Linda Brent)
... speech—(which I have not)—to make your will Quite clear to such an one, and say "Just this "Or that in you disgusts me; here you miss, "Or there exceed the mark"—and if she let Herself be lessoned so, nor plainly set Her wits to yours, forsooth, and made excuse, —E'en then would be some stooping; and I choose Never to stoop. Oh, Sir, she smiled, no doubt, Whene'er I passed her; but who passed without Much the same smile? This grew; I gave commands; Then all smiles stopped together. There she stands As if ...
— Practice Book • Leland Powers
... no child, no babe: Your betters have endured me say my mind, And, if you cannot, best you stop your ears. My tongue will tell the craving of my heart, Or else my heart, concealing it, will break; And rather than it shall, I will be free E'en to ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 101, December 12, 1891 • Various
... good and beautiful of soul thus sprung From blood, e'en as the Adonium I sing; And where the blood is purest, thence doth spring Such flowers as by heavenly bards are sung; For since from Christ the fierce blood-sweat was wrung, Have growths of nobler fruit ...
— Continental Monthly, Vol. II. July, 1862. No. 1. • Various
... of me? I have e'en great mind of thee. Who shall this marriage make? Our lord, which is ...
— English Songs and Ballads • Various
... who chanced to touch the ear, Said: "E'en the blindest man Can tell what this resembles most: Deny the fact who can, This marvel of an elephant Is very like ...
— The New McGuffey Fourth Reader • William H. McGuffey
... for her mother had been a famous huckster—and never missed her post in the Philadelphia market for thirty years, and this was her child's inheritance, and with this money he had fixed up his old hut, till it looked 'e'en a'most inside like a ...
— Miriam Monfort - A Novel • Catherine A. Warfield
... A wife, a wife for one on us, my dear Subtle! We'll e'en draw lots, and he that fails, shall have The more in goods, ...
— The Alchemist • Ben Jonson
... devotees of Laissez Faire. What mental shock, indeed, could prove immenser To Mumbo Jumbo—or to HERBERT SPENCER? Free Books? Reading provided from the Rates? Oh, that means Freedom's ruin, and the State's! Self-help's all right,—e'en if you rob a brother— But human creatures must not help each other! The "Self-made Man," whom SAMUEL SMILES so praises, Who on his fellows' necks his footing raises, The systematic "Sweater," who sucks wealth From ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 101. October 24, 1891 • Various
... native prejudice would have stretched my cruize to a fortnight; and I had neither time, supplies, nor stomach for the task. So Langobumo was directed to declare that they had a "wicked white man" on board who e'en would gang his ane gait, who had no goods but weapons, and who wanted only to shoot a njina, and to visit Sanga-Tanga, where his brother "Mpolo" had been. All this was said in a sneaking, deprecating tone, and the ...
— Two Trips to Gorilla Land and the Cataracts of the Congo Volume 1 • Richard F. Burton
... troops retreated. Cute Jonathan, to see them fly, could not restrain his laughter; "That tune," said he, "suits to a T—I'll sing it ever after!" Old Johnny's face, to his disgrace, was flushed with beer and brandy, E'en while he swore to sing no more this Yankee doodle dandy. Yankee doodle,—ho-ha-he—Yankee doodle dandy, We kept the tune, but ...
— De La Salle Fifth Reader • Brothers of the Christian Schools
... "Then I can send back to-night the song book and book of plays lent me by Sir Charles Carew, and which, after reading the first page, I e'en restored to their wrappings and laid aside with a good book a-top to put me in better thoughts if ever I was tempted to touch them again. I will get them, good fellow, and you shall carry them back to their owner with my thanks, if it so be ...
— Prisoners of Hope - A Tale of Colonial Virginia • Mary Johnston
... lasses. There's Freddy here, one wad never think it of him, but there has he gotten yon lass that nearly did for me with her twa-pronged fork. She's a smart hizzy, and will make a lively wife to some man. But I maun e'en be riding back to put a question or so to the man that has stown awa' my bit ewe-lamb and put her in fold ...
— The Dew of Their Youth • S. R. Crockett
... E'en there does science soar With trembling pinion, bright and eager eye, Striving to reach the still-receding shore That bounds the vision high: Immortal longings fill the fettered mind; Unfathomed glory lies around it, veiled ...
— Indian Legends and Other Poems • Mary Gardiner Horsford
... tongue, Full many a "Friend of Man" the muse has sung Unworthier than patrician CAVENDISH. Seeing him pass who may forbear the wish, Would more were like him!—Then the proud command, "Noblesse oblige" e'en Mobs ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Volume 102, Jan. 2, 1892 • Various
... be remembered?—not forever, As those of yore. Not as the warrior, whose bright glories quiver O'er fields of gore; Nor e'en as they whose song down life's dark river ...
— Graham's Magazine Vol XXXII. No. 3. March 1848 • Various
... everywhere a friend; Herself forgot, she toiled with generous zeal, And knew no interest but her master's weal. 'Midst the rude storms that shook his ev'ning day, No wealth could bribe her, and no power dismay; Her patrons' love she dwelt on e'en in death, And dying, blest them ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Vol. 20, - Issue 573, October 27, 1832 • Various
... king, and son of Anacyndaraxes, In one day built Anchiale and Tarsus: Eat, drink, and love, the rest's not worth e'en this.' ...
— The Works of Lord Byron - Poetry, Volume V. • Lord Byron
... Jael between her teeth. "We must e'en fight, as Mordecai's people fought, hand to hand, ...
— John Halifax, Gentleman • Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
... people who write their histories have a pride in dragging their readers back to the moment when they first hallooed defiance to this wicked world; but I, since I have clean forgotten the event, must e'en confess that my story does not begin there. A like adventure chanced often at the parsonage, and, at nine years of age, I reigned king absolute over a nursery full of her Majesty's subjects who called me brother, and quailed before my nod like Helots ...
— Sir Ludar - A Story of the Days of the Great Queen Bess • Talbot Baines Reed
... storm of battle adown the bickering blast. There dwelt men merry-hearted, and in hope exceeding great Met the good days and the evil as they went the way of fate: There the Gods were unforgotten, yea whiles they walked with men. Though e'en in that world's beginning rose a murmur now and again Of the midward time and the fading and the last of the latter days, And the entering in of the terror, and the death of the ...
— The Story of Sigurd the Volsung and the Fall of the Niblungs • William Morris
... to the foot's sole—false! To think I never knew it until now, Nor saw thro' him e'en when I saw him smile; Saw that he meant this when he wed me, When he caressed me! Yes, when ...
— Cruel As The Grave • Mrs. Emma D. E. N. Southworth
... heaven's breath. Air, quoth he, thy cheeks may blow; Air, would I might triumph so! But, alack, my hand is sworn Ne'er to pluck thee from thy thorn: Vow, alack, for youth unmeet; Youth so apt to pluck a sweet! Do not call it sin in me That I am forsworn for thee; Thou for whom e'en Jove would swear Juno but an Ethiop were; And deny himself for Jove, ...
— Book of English Verse • Bulchevy
... sickness long have been my lot * To bear, when need was strong to justify: Say me, shall any with their presence cheer— * Pity my soul? Then bless my friend who's nigh! I kiss your footprints for the love of you, * I greet your envoy e'en albeit he lie.' ...
— Supplemental Nights, Volume 5 • Richard F. Burton
... hear but the pitifullest entreating, and there stood before him a fairy who prayed and beseeched him to spare the tree. He was dazed, as you may fancy, with wonderment and affright, and he couldn't open his mouth to utter a word. But he found his tongue at last, and, "Well," said he, "I'll e'en ...
— More English Fairy Tales • Various
... world, it is natural for us to dislike those who are innocently the cause of our distress; but in the heart's attachment a woman never likes a man with ardour till she has suffered for his sake.—[Noise.] So! what bustle is here—between my father and the Duenna too, I'll e'en get out of the ...
— The Duenna • Richard Brinsley Sheridan
... billows' force can stay, No triple dike, but e'en it easily My waves can crush, When rolls along their mass with ...
— The Magnificent Lovers (Les Amants magnifiques) • Moliere
... Adrian then—an' a two three more o' th' gentry as was all fur havin' a share o' th' fightin'. Sir Thomas himsel' was theer—I like as if I could see him now, poor owd gentleman, talkin' an' laughin' very hard an' jov'al, an' wipin' 's e'en when he thought nobody noticed. Eh, dear, yes! I could ha' cried mysel' to see th' bonny young lady goin' off fro' her bairns. An' to think she niver came back to them no more. Well, well! An' Mester Adrian too—such ...
— The Light of Scarthey • Egerton Castle
... spattered cloak, the ladies' knight, the gallant "Rawleigh" see, "Sir Creveceux's" plume waves by his side, and "Durward's" fleur-de-lis; There "Janet" leans on "Foster's" arm—e'en "Varney's" treacherous eye Is moistened with a ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, No. 574 - Vol. XX, No. 574. Saturday, November 3, 1832 • Various
... HOOD could sing that Song[1] which moved a world to tears, London Laundrydom on Strike now in Hyde park appears. Ah! since Eighteen Forty-One much has been tried—and done, But Punch finds no lack of labour e'en in Ninety-One! ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 101, July 18, 1891 • Various
... "E'en on the day when Youth with Beauty wed, The flames surprized them in their nuptial bed;— 435 Seen at the opening sash with bosom bare, With wringing hands, and dark dishevel'd hair, The blushing Beauty with disorder'd charms Round her fond lover winds her ivory arms; ...
— The Botanic Garden - A Poem in Two Parts. Part 1: The Economy of Vegetation • Erasmus Darwin
... O'er his wise noddle shook his powder puff? Was the task hard to hear the sage's noise? Perhaps the awful sound had frightened boys; But we, the sons of wisdom, fond to hear, With joy had held the breath and oped the ear. Did we e'en doubt that Solomon had spoke? If so, has memory ...
— Noah Webster - American Men of Letters • Horace E. Scudder
... seen her since that fatal morn—her golden fetters rest As e'en the weight of incubus, upon her aching breast. And when the victor, Death, shall come to deal the welcome blow, He will not find one rose to swell the wreath that decks his brow: For oh! her cheek is blanch'd by grief which time may not assuage,— ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Vol. 12, - Issue 344 (Supplementary Issue) • Various
... oh, how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell! Why should feeling ever speak When thou canst breathe her soul so well? Friendship's balmy words may pain, Love's are e'en more false than they— Oh! 'tis only music's strain Can sweetly soothe ...
— Talkers - With Illustrations • John Bate
... of that, Mary; but I've played him one trick this morning for his own good, and if you won't help me to play another, e'en let it alone—all have their weak side,—that abstract idea of truth you ...
— Edward Barnett; a Neglected Child of South Carolina, Who Rose to Be a Peer of Great Britain,—and the Stormy Life of His Grandfather, Captain Williams • Tobias Aconite
... till him, Janet," said I, as the twa southron chiels gaed thro' the hole, trailing their bagganets alang wi' 'em; "winna the puir tykes hae an unco saft couch o' it, think ye, luckie, O 'tis a gude sight for sair e'en to see 'em foundering and powtering i' the latch ...
— The Mirror Of Literature, Amusement, And Instruction - Vol. X, No. 289., Saturday, December 22, 1827 • Various
... tell a tale of chivalry; For large white plumes are dancing in mine eye. Not like the formal crest of latter days: But bending in a thousand graceful ways; So graceful, that it seems no mortal hand, Or e'en the touch of Archimago's wand, Could charm them into such an attitude. We must think rather, that in playful mood, Some mountain breeze had turned its chief delight, To show this wonder of its gentle might. Lo! I must tell a tale of chivalry; ...
— Poems 1817 • John Keats
... fool by fits is fair and wise; And e'en the best, by fits, what they despise." —Pope's Ess., ...
— The Grammar of English Grammars • Goold Brown
... who would woo a fair maid, Should 'prentice himself to the trade; And study all day, In methodical way, How to flatter, cajole, and persuade. He should 'prentice himself at fourteen And practise from morning to e'en; And when he's of age, If he will, I'll engage, He may capture the heart of a queen! It is purely a matter of skill, Which all may attain if they will: But every Jack He must study the knack If he wants to ...
— Songs of a Savoyard • W. S. Gilbert
... Aman. For Heaven's sake, Berinthia, tell me what way I shall take to persuade you to come and live with me. Ber. Why, one way in the world there is, and but one. Aman. And pray what is that? Ber. It is to assure me—I shall be very welcome. Aman. If that be all, you shall e'en sleep here to-night. Ber. To-night. Aman. Yes, to-night. Ber. Why, the people where I lodge will think me mad. Aman. Let 'em think what they please. Ber. Say you so, Amanda? Why, then, they shall think what they please: for I'm a young widow, ...
— Scarborough and the Critic • Sheridan
... writing about it and about! But my excuse is that many young lads and gay bachelors will read this tale, so I desire to import what of instruction I can into it. And not having the learning of the clerks, I must e'en put in what wisdom I have gotten for myself in my passage through the world. For I never could plough with another man's heifer—least of all with that of a college-bred Mess John. Not but what Mess ...
— Red Axe • Samuel Rutherford Crockett
... kind pass by, Intent on high designs, a thoughtful band, By forms unfashion'd, fresh from nature's hand, Fierce in their native hardiness of soul, True to imagined right, above controul; While e'en the peasant learns these rights to scan, And learns to venerate ...
— Lives of the English Poets - From Johnson to Kirke White, Designed as a Continuation of - Johnson's Lives • Henry Francis Cary
... quicken'd Death's once halting pace. Daedalus the void air tried On wings, to humankind by Heaven denied; Acheron's bar gave way with ease Before the arm of labouring Hercules. Nought is there for man too high; Our impious folly e'en would climb the sky, Braves the dweller on the steep, Nor lets the ...
— Odes and Carmen Saeculare of Horace • Horace
... might triumph so! But, alack, my hand is sworn Ne'er to pluck thee from thy thorn: Vow, alack, for youth unmeet; Youth so apt to pluck a sweet. Do not call it sin in me That I am forsworn for thee: Thou for whom e'en Jove would swear Juno but an Ethiope were, And deny himself for Jove, Turning ...
— The Golden Treasury - Of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language • Various
... emperor, with a meaning smile. "Since your majesty has thrust yourself into the portals of my confidence, I must e'en take you with me into the penetralia, and confess at once that I have a passion, which has cost me many a sleepless night, and has preoccupied my thoughts, even when I was ...
— Joseph II. and His Court • L. Muhlbach
... posterioria nostria. Closingtime, gents. Eh? Rome boose for the Bloom toff. I hear you say onions? Bloo? Cadges ads. Photo's papli, by all that's gorgeous. Play low, pardner. Slide. Bonsoir la compagnie. And snares of the poxfiend. Where's the buck and Namby Amby? Skunked? Leg bail. Aweel, ye maun e'en gang yer gates. Checkmate. King to tower. Kind Kristyann wil yu help yung man hoose frend tuk bungellow kee tu find plais whear tu lay crown of his hed 2 night. Crickey, I'm about sprung. Tarnally dog gone my shins if this beent ...
— Ulysses • James Joyce
... daily sacrifice The hope that to the bosom closest lies; To mutely bear reproach and suffer wrong, Nor lift the voice to show where both belong; Nay, now, nor tell it e'en to God above— Herein is love indeed, herein ...
— Making the Most of Life • J. R. Miller
... my hame, I am weary aften whiles For the langed-for hame-bringin', An' my Faether's welcome smiles An' I'll ne'er be fu' content, Until my e'en do see The gowden gates o' ...
— The Bird's Christmas Carol • Kate Douglas Wiggin
... e'en linger on a note of sublimity in this petition of Symmachus: of sublime faith;—when he makes Dea Roma refer to her history as having "hitherto flowed in an uninterrupted course of piety." It makes one think that they taught Roman ...
— The Crest-Wave of Evolution • Kenneth Morris
... false man! your heart and soul Are steep'd in science till not e'en the heel, Achilles-like, is vulnerable left. Ay! wear thus feeling's semblance as you will, Pale visionary! no more shall I pause, But with strong hand arrest your mad career! Soon we return arm'd with a father's power, To snatch our sister from ...
— Poems • Walter R. Cassels
... the sullen tear would start, But Pride congealed the drop within his ee:[25] Apart he stalked in joyless reverie,[v] And from his native land resolved to go, And visit scorching climes beyond the sea;[26] With pleasure drugged, he almost longed for woe, And e'en for change of scene ...
— The Works of Lord Byron, Volume 2 • George Gordon Byron
... her great trial she had found her enjoyment more in her intellectual than spiritual life, but when every earthly prop was torn away, she learned to lean her fainting head on Christ the corner-stone and the language of her heart was "Nearer to thee, e'en though it be a cross that raiseth me." In surrendering her life she found a new life and more abundant life in every power ...
— Trial and Triumph • Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
... your pinions forth I fly; Heavenward your sprit stirreth me to strain; E'en as you will, I blush and blanch again, Freeze in the sun, burn 'neath ...
— The Life of Michelangelo Buonarroti • John Addington Symonds
... all this while been finding fault, E'en with my master who first satire taught, And did by that describe the task so hard, It seems stupendious, and ...
— Notes and Queries, Number 69, February 22, 1851 • Various
... attention, and won the good will of all; and now, as they stood arm in arm, amid all the hurry and bustle of the "first hour in port," not a sailor passed them but raised his dusty tarpaulin with a hearty "good e'en to the lads," and the passengers, as they reached the shore, would look up through the crowd once more at their young faces, to gain one more smile or one more parting wave of the hand, thinking, perhaps, it might be the ...
— The Brother Clerks - A Tale of New-Orleans • Xariffa
... to confiscate certain vast possessions which a fraternity of monks held by frankalmoigne, "What!" said the Prior, "would you master stay our benefactor's soul in Purgatory?" "Ay," said the officer, coldly, "an ye will not pray him thence for naught he must e'en roast." "But look you, my son," persisted the good man, "this act hath rank as robbery of God!" "Nay, nay, good father, my master the king doth but deliver him from the manifold temptations ...
— The Devil's Dictionary • Ambrose Bierce
... severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault; The village all declared how much he knew: 'Twas certain he could write, and cipher too: Lands he could measure, terms and tides presage, And e'en the story ran that he could gauge: In arguing, too, the parson owned his skill; For e'en though vanquished, he could argue still; While words of learned length and thundering sound Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around; And still they gazed, and still ...
— Goldsmith - English Men of Letters Series • William Black
... to e'en it's naught but toiling At baking, roasting, frying, boiling, An', tho' the gentry first are stechin, Yet e'en the hall folk fill their pechan With sauce, ragouts, and sic like trashtrie, That's little short of downright wastrie. An' what poor cot-folk ...
— Interludes - being Two Essays, a Story, and Some Verses • Horace Smith
... to the wind! One thing, but one alone, I know: Love bent e'en Jove and made him blind Upon Love's ...
— Sketches and Studies in Italy and Greece • John Addington Symonds
... book,—I don't believe half of it. Huyghens had been preceded by Fontenelle,[180] who attracted more attention. Huyghens is very fanciful and very positive; but he gives a true account of his method. "But since there's no hopes of a Mercury to carry us such a journey, we shall e'en be contented with what's in our power: we shall suppose ourselves there...." And yet he says, "We have proved that they live in societies, have hands and feet...." Kircher[181] had gone to the stars before him, but would not find any life in ...
— A Budget of Paradoxes, Volume I (of II) • Augustus De Morgan
... For we are poor, our huts are cold, we starve, we die, While you are rich, your fires are warm, your harvests lie High heaped above the hunting grounds, our fathers' graves, We sold you long ago. Alas! our famished braves Have sold e'en their own graves! When dead, our bones shall stay To whiten on the ground, that our Great Father may More surely see where his Dacotah children died— His dusky children whom ye ...
— Continental Monthly, Vol. 5, Issue 2, February, 1864 • Various
... off hopp'd Shrimp, and stood at once Up at the winning-place; While Reynard still look'd back and cried, "How now, who wins the race! Where are you, villain? where are you? Not e'en in sight, I trow!" "Nay, pardon, sir," behind him cried That sly ...
— Little Folks - A Magazine for the Young (Date of issue unknown) • Various
... Fools, they are the only nation Worth men's envy, or admiration: Free from care or sorrow-taking, Selves and others merry making: All they speak or do is sterling. Your fool he is your great man's darling, And your ladies' sport and pleasure; Tongue and bauble are his treasure. E'en his face begetteth laughter, And he speaks truth free from slaughter; He's the grace of every feast, And sometimes the chiefest guest; Hath his trencher and his stool, When wit waits upon the fool: O, who would not be He, ...
— Volpone; Or, The Fox • Ben Jonson
... the Martyr King [Henry VI.] the marble weeps. And fast beside him once-feared Edward [IV.] sleeps; The grave unites where e'en the grave finds rest, And mingled lie the oppressor ...
— Character Sketches of Romance, Fiction and the Drama - A Revised American Edition of the Reader's Handbook, Vol. 3 • E. Cobham Brewer
... peace and quiet: why hast thou disturbed her rest? How with silly dreams of freedom dost thou dare to fill thy breast? If thou rise against thy rulers, Hellas, thou must fight alone, E'en the bolster of a Sultan, ...
— Chips From A German Workshop. Vol. III. • F. Max Mueller
... as a man with difficult short breath Forespent with toiling, 'scaped from sea to shore, Turns to the perilous wide waste, and stands At gaze; e'en so my spirit, that yet fail'd Struggling with terror, turn'd to view the straits That none hath passed and lived. (Carey's translation of Dante's ...
— Spontaneous Activity in Education • Maria Montessori
... of "May Day," "Midsummer," "Eogation Week," "Whitsuntide," "All Fools' Day," "New Year's Day," "Hallow E'en," "Christmas," "Easter," etc., children throughout England and in many parts of Europe during the Middle Ages took a prominent part and role in the customs and practices which survive even to-day, ...
— The Child and Childhood in Folk-Thought • Alexander F. Chamberlain
... on principle, E'en though it does not sell. He thinks the plan original— So many ...
— Cobwebs from a Library Corner • John Kendrick Bangs
... thy cup will be, e'en were the virtue thine to stop the loom, Thine though the gift the willow fluff to sing, pity who will thy doom? High in the trees doth hang the girdle of white jade, And lo! among the snow ...
— Hung Lou Meng, Book I • Cao Xueqin
... thou thy wide wounds bleed? What of shrinking didst thou heed In the one-foot sling of gold? What scratch here dost thou behold? And in e'en such wise as this Many an axe-breaker there is Strong of tongue and weak of hand: Tried thou wert, ...
— The Story of Grettir The Strong • Translated by Eirikr Magnusson and William Morris
... sit and cerebrate: The fervid Pote who never potes, Great Artists, Male or She, that Talk But scorn the Pigment and the chalk, And Cubist sculptors wild as Goats, Theosophists and Swamis, too, Musicians mad as Hatters be— (E'en puzzled Hatters, two or three!) Tame anarchists, a dreary crew, Squib Socialists too damp to sosh, Fake Hobohemians steeped in suds, Glib females in Artistic Duds With Captive ...
— Hermione and Her Little Group of Serious Thinkers • Don Marquis
... have reached to power, My innate nature—be it so: But, father, there lived one who, then, Then—in my boyhood—when their fire Burned with a still intenser glow (For passion must, with youth, expire) E'en then who knew this iron heart In woman's ...
— Edgar Allan Poe's Complete Poetical Works • Edgar Allan Poe
... we do some night is mingled, And e'en our eye has something of its blackness. The glitter in the fabrics of our looms Is but the woof, the pattern, its true warp Is night. Aye, death is everywhere; and with our glances And with our words we cover him from sight, And like the ...
— The German Classics, v. 20 - Masterpieces of German Literature • Various
... Book was put into my hands a week ago just as I was leaving London; so I e'en carried it down here, and have been reading it under the best Circumstances:—at such a Season—in the Fields as they now are—and in company with a Friend I love best in the world—who scarce ever reads a Book, but knows better ...
— George Borrow and His Circle - Wherein May Be Found Many Hitherto Unpublished Letters Of - Borrow And His Friends • Clement King Shorter |
