"Ope" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... lours, Still as an arctic sea; Light fails; night falls; the wintry moon Glitters; the crocus soon Will ope grey and ...
— Collected Poems 1901-1918 in Two Volumes - Volume I. • Walter de la Mare
... name?" Here the speaker turned to Jean Thompson, and changed his speech to English. "A lady sez to me to-day: 'Pere Jerome, 'ow dat is a dreadfool dat 'e gone at de coas' of Cuba to be one corsair! Aint it?' 'Ah, Madame,' I sez, ''tis a terrible! I'ope de good God will fo'give me ...
— Madame Delphine • George W. Cable
... nations ope for thee their queenly circle, As a sweet new sister hail thee, Shall these lips be sealed in callous death and silence That have ...
— Ten Englishmen of the Nineteenth Century • James Richard Joy
... admitted, he overlooks this in his enervation, and says how, before ever they met, he had observed that her windows were always blind till noon. The rest of the little world of Asolo would be active in the day's employment; but her house "would ope no eye." "And ...
— Browning's Heroines • Ethel Colburn Mayne
... grew in me that I did act weakly to hold off from mine Vittles, and showed foolishness before my kind friend afar; and I did ope my scrip, and take therefrom three tablets, the which I chewed and did eat; for this was a strong food, treated that it had but small bulk. Yet were they not filling to the belly; and I made that I would drink well, that I might feel that ...
— The Night Land • William Hope Hodgson
... proof of manhood fit For service of their fellows: this is it Which sets you past the reach of Time's attempt, Which gives us right of justified contempt For commonwealths built up by mere men's wit: That gold unlocks not, nor may flatteries ope, The portals of your heaven; that none may hope With you to watch how life beneath you plods, Save for high service given, high duty done; That never was your rank ignobly won: For this we give you praise, ...
— A Midsummer Holiday and Other Poems • Algernon Charles Swinburne
... thrown over Wauxhall Bridge—an' Ginx ought to be ashamed of hisself, so he ought—I ain't Papish, mum, and I ain't dispoged, with twelve on 'em there at home all Protestant to the back bone, to turn Papish now, an' so I 'ope an' pray, mum," says Mrs. Ginx, roaring and crying, "you ain't agoin' to make Papish of my flesh an' blood. O ...
— Ginx's Baby • Edward Jenkins
... upon The iland with approval, but was soon "Astonished with the view and lost to wonder" (from Wats) (For jest then he began to see the Alegaiter) Being a nateral enemy of his'n, he worked hisself Into a fury, also a ni position. Before the Alegaiter well could ope His eye (in other words perceive his danger) The Snaik had enveloped his body just 19 Times with "foalds voluminous and vast" (from Milton) And had tore off several scails in the confusion, Besides squeazing him awfully into his stomoc. ...
— A Nonsense Anthology • Collected by Carolyn Wells
... flash their vivid torchlight. Grand and mighty the procession! Neptune, in majestic pomp, came In his chariot, attended By a myriad mystic beings, To direct the storms and thunders, And to rule the foaming billows. Spake he thus unto the waters: "Ope your gates, ye billows, open, That great Sero's host may enter With the booty they have taken, And the bodies of their captives, Which shall in my caverns slumber, In my rocky halls and grottos." Then the mighty gates were opened; And they all went downward, down, Down into the dark, cold ...
— A Leaf from the Old Forest • J. D. Cossar
... to him with great heartiness, whilst Morell joins Candida at the fire). Glad to meet YOU, I'm shore, Mr. Morchbanks. (Forcing him to shake hands.) 'Ow do you find yoreself this weather? 'Ope you ain't lettin' James put no foolish ideas into ...
— Candida • George Bernard Shaw
... endure enough, oh, heart;— Strong was thy hope; Unto new friends thy portals widely ope, Let old ones be. Bid memory depart! Wast thou young ...
— Beyond Good and Evil • Friedrich Nietzsche
... was a tall, well-looking, pompous man (he was the junior officer of the three), with a commanding and most unbending countenance: "He would not ope his mouth in way of smile, though Nestor ...
— Frank Mildmay • Captain Frederick Marryat
... plucking up courage. "Why should I? If you like to take a night off it's nothing to do with me. I 'ope I know my duty better. I don't know ...
— Sailor's Knots (Entire Collection) • W.W. Jacobs
... her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month ...
— Selections From American Poetry • Various
... in such a good cause, sir," he answered. "Only one thing, if I might make so bold: I 'ope you won't forget young Jerry's alf-dollar come Christmas. Means a lot to a little feller ...
— Boy Woodburn - A Story of the Sussex Downs • Alfred Ollivant
... bless the stunted tree, And from the furrowed plain, And from the wrinkled brow she smooths The lines of care and pain: Hers are the gentle hands and eyes And hers the peaceful breath That ope, in sunset-softened skies, ...
— Collected Poems - Volume Two (of 2) • Alfred Noyes
... the bailiff. "Ye'll be getting into trouble. Now, young sir, come doon and ope the gate, and read this paper. I take possession here in the name ...
— Three Boys - or the Chiefs of the Clan Mackhai • George Manville Fenn
... 'ear? Why, thee 'st left out the best part o' Snooks' life; he were keepin company wi' a gal and left her in t' lurch: but I 'ope thee 'st shown up ur carater well in other ways—he be the worst man as ever lived in ...
— The Humourous Story of Farmer Bumpkin's Lawsuit • Richard Harris
... in an opinion Of wisdom, gravity, profound conceit; As who should say, I am Sir Oracle, And when I ope my lips, let ...
— Shakespeare: His Life, Art, And Characters, Volume I. • H. N. Hudson
... kind reception this evening, but having been lately laid up with a bad cold, and almost entirely lost my vice, and being still a little 'orse, I feel compelled to ask your kind acceptance of a few 'ornpipe steps, after which I 'ope to remain, Ladies and Gentlemen, always your obedient 'umble servant to ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 100, 13 June 1891 • Various
... Libero Arbitrio, VI, 7: "Existimamus non posse Deum sine ope ipsius diligi neque ut auctorem naturae neque ut largitorem gratiae et gloriae, neque perfecte neque imperfecte ullo modo, ... quicquid aliqui minus considerate in hac parte scripserint." On the attitude of St. Thomas (Summa Theol., 1a 2ae, qu. 109, art. 3) cfr. Billuart, ...
— Grace, Actual and Habitual • Joseph Pohle
... I must, I will, I will indeede, Even to the greatest I will answere it; If great mens eares be ope to inocency, If greatnesse be not partial with greatenesse, Even to the greatest I will answere it. Perhaps, some shallow censurer will say, The Orator was proud, he would climbe too hie; But heaven and truth will say the contrarie. ...
— A Collection Of Old English Plays, Vol. IV. • Editor: A.H. Bullen
... come to me, Make haste to ope the door, A mortal surely you will see, From the world above is he, We'll help him from ...
— Grimm's Fairy Stories • Jacob Grimm and Wilhelm Grimm
... of dawn's aerial cope, With eyes enkindled as the sun's own sphere, Hope from the front of youth in godlike cheer Looks Godward, past the shades where blind men grope Round the dark door that prayers nor dreams can ope, And makes for joy the very darkness dear That gives her wide wings play; nor dreams that fear At noon may rise and pierce the heart of hope. Then, when the soul leaves off to dream and yearn, May truth first purge ...
— Sonnets, and Sonnets on English Dramatic Poets (1590-1650) • Algernon Charles Swinburne
... heart, and gladden'd eyes Perceive him ope the wicker gate; And swift her busy hand supplies The flowing bowl, the steaming plate; Her sparkling wine from their own vintage press'd; From their own stores her grateful viand dress'd; Less welcome far the proud collation, Cull'd with painful preparation, When earth, and ...
— Original sonnets on various subjects; and odes paraphrased from Horace • Anna Seward
... From the love-bite of this Easter wind! My head thrown back, my face doth shine Like yonder Sun's, but warmer mine. A butterfly—from who knows where— Comes with a stagger through the air, And, lying down, doth ope and close His wings, as babies work their toes: Perhaps he thinks of pressing tight Into his wings a little light! And many a bird hops in between The leaves he dreams of, long and green, And sings for nipple-buds that show Where the full-breasted ...
— Georgian Poetry 1916-17 - Edited by Sir Edward Howard Marsh • Various
... better, sir, thank you; but he's had a dreadful time of it. I 'ope he's gettin' some ...
— Ghost Stories of an Antiquary • Montague Rhodes James
... perhaps there's none: Suppose there is no secret after all, But only just my fun. To-day's a nipping day, a biting day; 10 In which one wants a shawl, A veil, a cloak, and other wraps: I cannot ope to every one who taps, And let the draughts come whistling through my hall; Come bounding and surrounding me, Come buffeting, astounding me, Nipping and clipping through my wraps and all. I wear my mask ...
— Goblin Market, The Prince's Progress, and Other Poems • Christina Rossetti
... I ope my eyes and see Thy face, On Thee my musings all I place, I've left my parents, friends and race; O Lord! I ...
— Targum • George Borrow
... orchard—I have traversed glades And dells and bosky paths which used to lead Into green wild-wood depths, bewildering My boy's adventurous step. And now they tend Hither or soon or late; the blackest shade Breaks up, the thronged trunks of the trees ope wide, And the dim turret I have fled from, fronts Again my step; the very river put Its arm about me and conducted me To this detested spot. Why then, I'll shun Their will no longer: do your will with me! Oh, bitter! To have reared a towering scheme Of happiness, and to behold it razed, Were nothing: ...
— A Blot In The 'Scutcheon • Robert Browning
... most of us liars, we're 'arf of us thieves, an' the rest are as rank as can be, But once in a while we can finish in style (which I 'ope it won't 'appen to me). But it makes you think better o' you an' your friends, an' the work you may 'ave to do, When you think o' the sinkin' Victorier's Jollies—soldier an' sailor too! Now there isn't ...
— The Seven Seas • Rudyard Kipling
... sait[h] a P[h]ilosop[h]er t[h]at I cannot spel wel, but t[h]at I cannot live well. If we [h]ave t[h]is error from the Lawyers we [h]ope 'tis lawful; for to put in letters in a word or words in a deed, more t[h]an enoug[h] often. But the Lawyers English may be no better t[h]an [h]is Latin, t[h]e one as [h]ard to be spell'd, as ...
— Magazine, or Animadversions on the English Spelling (1703) • G. W.
... damn'd work to pursue those secrets 30 That would ope more sinne, and prove springs of slaughter; Nor is't a path for Christian feet to tread, But out of all way to the health of soules; A sinne impossible to be forgiven, Which ...
— Bussy D'Ambois and The Revenge of Bussy D'Ambois • George Chapman
... 'ope I know my business better,' said Gotham. 'I speak of the h'inevitable. And Mr. Rollo would drive Miss 'Azel 'ome last night, and she gave me no better h'assistance than one of her laughs, sir.' Clearly it ...
— Wych Hazel • Susan and Anna Warner
... in the New Testament. To ope the ancient text an impulse strong Impels me, and its sacred lore, With honest purpose to explore, And render into my loved German tongue. (He opens a volume, and applies himself to it.) 'Tis writ, "In the beginning was the Word!" I pause, perplex'd! ...
— Faust Part 1 • Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
... common forms of loyalty and love, Took from their sovereign's hands the reins of state, For fear his royal nerves could not support the weight? And shall our worthy brethren of the South Be told Sam Adams could not ope his mouth? That mouth whence streams of elocution flowed, Like tail of saw-mill, rapid, rough, and loud, Sweet as the honey-dews that Maia pours O'er her green forests and her tufts of flowers,— That potent mouth, whence issued words of force To stun an ox, or terrify a horse. Be told that while ...
— Noah Webster - American Men of Letters • Horace E. Scudder
... last stroke thus totally o'rethrown, Apostasie now seal'd him all her own. Here ope'd that gaping Breach, that fatal door, Which now let in a thousand Ruines more. All the bright Virtues, and each dazling Grace, Which his rich Veins drew from a God-like Race; The Mercy, and the Clemency Divine, Those Sacred ...
— Anti-Achitophel (1682) - Three Verse Replies to Absalom and Achitophel by John Dryden • Elkanah Settle et al.
... in his 'Principia Philosophiae,' i 51—'Et quidem substantia quae nulla plane re indigeat, unica tantum potest intelligi—nempe Deus. Alias vero omnes, non nisi ope concursus Dei existere posse perspicimus. Atque ideo nomen substantiae non convenit Deo et illis univoce, ut dici solet in scholis, hoc est, nulla ejus nominis significatio potest distincte intelligi, quae Deo ...
— Review of the Work of Mr John Stuart Mill Entitled, 'Examination of Sir William Hamilton's Philosophy.' • George Grote
... away To where a dooli lay, An' a bullet come an' drilled the beggar clean. 'E put me safe inside, An' just before 'e died, "I 'ope you liked your drink", sez Gunga Din. So I'll meet 'im later on At the place where 'e is gone— Where it's always double drill and no canteen; 'E'll be squattin' on the coals Givin' drink to poor damned souls, An' I'll get a swig in hell from Gunga ...
— Departmental Ditties and Barrack Room Ballads • Rudyard Kipling
... will ope with ease To very, very little keys, And don't forget that two of these Are "I thank you" and ...
— The Home Book of Verse, Vol. 1 (of 4) • Various
... open, and a long silence dropped down. Ope-Kwan borrowed Koogah's pipe for a couple of contemplative sucks. One of the younger women giggled nervously and drew upon herself ...
— Brown Wolf and Other Jack London Stories - Chosen and Edited By Franklin K. Mathiews • Jack London
... April's rainbow skies Violets ope their azure eyes; When mossy bank and verdant mound Sweet knots of primroses have crown'd, Thou wilt ...
— Mark Hurdlestone - Or, The Two Brothers • Susanna Moodie
... coal-black hair? What does thy bosom fear? If thou hast hid in playful mood In the shade of the pine, or the cypress wood, If the little heart that so gently heaves Is lightly pressing a bed of leaves; Tell me, maiden, by thy voice Bid thy lover's heart rejoice; Ope on him thy starry eyes; Let him clasp thee in his arms, Press thy ripe, red lips to his. Come, my ...
— Traditions of the North American Indians, Vol. 3 (of 3) • James Athearn Jones
... his own himself) Sniff'd—tch!—at snuffbox; tumbled up, he-heed, Haw-haw'd (not he-haw'd, that's another guess thing): Then fumbled at, and stumbled out of, door, I shoved the timber ope wi' my omoplat; And in vestibulo, i' the lobby to-wit, (Iacobi Facciolati's rendering, sir,) Donned galligaskins, antigropeloes, And so forth; and, complete with hat and gloves, One on and one a-dangle i' in my hand, And ombrifuge (Lord love you!) cas o' rain, I flopped forth, ...
— The Book of Humorous Verse • Various
... by age my temples grow, Where Time by slow degrees now plants his grey, Safe shall I never be, in danger's way While Love still points and plies his fatal bow I fear no more his tortures and his tricks, That he will keep me further to ensnare Nor ope my heart, that, from without, he there His poisonous and ruthless shafts may fix. No tears can now find issue from mine eyes, But the way there so well they know to win, That nothing now the pass to them denies. Though the fierce ray rekindle me within, It burns not all: her cruel ...
— The Sonnets, Triumphs, and Other Poems of Petrarch • Petrarch
... useless, we walked away and crossed the railway lines. My partner growled: "I 'ope I meet 'im in civvy life—I'll give 'im somethin' ter think about—I've seen better things'n what 'e ...
— Combed Out • Fritz August Voigt
... wake mie slepeynge dove. Staie here, mie hyndlettes; I shal goe above. 1140 Nowe. Birtha, wyll thie loke enhele mie spryte, Thie smyles unto mie woundes a baulme wylle prove; Mie ledanne boddie wylle bee sette aryghte. Egwina, haste, & ope the portalle doore, Yatte I on Birtha's breste maie thynke ...
— The Rowley Poems • Thomas Chatterton
... Throw ope the window to the stars, And let the warm night in! Who knows what revelry in Mars May rhyme with rouse akin? Fill up and drain the loving cup And leave no drop to waste! The moon looks in to see what's up— Begad, she'd ...
— Songs from Vagabondia • Bliss Carman and Richard Hovey
... won't. I shall have a place at my board for you, Capting; and many's the time I shall 'ope to see ...
— Men's Wives • William Makepeace Thackeray
... I 'ope it 'ull do yer good. I took thirty-one pound o' Bolderfield's money then—but it warn't me took the rest. Some one else tuk it, an' I stood by an' saw 'im. When I ...
— Bessie Costrell • Mrs. Humphry Ward
... I'm better than my word, and them as trusts me'll find no reason to repent of 'aving done so. 'Ere's your original penny back, Sir, and one, two, three more atop of that—wait, I ain't done with yer yet—'ere's sixpence more, because I've took a fancy to yer face—and now I 'ope you're satisfied! ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 103, December 10, 1892 • Various
... was it once?—Who manned it once in hope His fate to gain? Who was it dreamed his oyster-world should ope To ...
— Collected Poems - In Two Volumes, Vol. II • Austin Dobson
... Gods, wherefore then do I not ope my mouth, who am destroyed by you whom I worship?—And yet not so—for thus I should not altogether persuade those whom I ought, but should be violating to no purpose the oaths which I ...
— The Tragedies of Euripides, Volume I. • Euripides
... valley, on that slope, The huts of Avant shine! Its pines, under their branches, ope Ways for ...
— Poetical Works of Matthew Arnold • Matthew Arnold
... come; The very minute bids thee ope thine ear: Obey, and be attentive. Canst thou remember A time before we came unto this cell? I do not think thou canst; for then thou wast not ...
— Journeys Through Bookland, Vol. 8 • Charles H. Sylvester
... of all, the delicate gentian here, Serenely blue as the sweet eyes of Hope, Doth prosper in th' untroubled atmosphere, Where wide its fringed eyelids love to ope. ...
— Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. 26, September 1880 • Various
... folds ye gateways wide-ope swing! The maiden comes. Seest not the sheen Of links their splendent tresses fling? Let shame retard the modest mien. * ...
— The Carmina of Caius Valerius Catullus • Caius Valerius Catullus
... good strong boat an' four oars, an' took a hot kettle o' tea an' food for a week, for us thought u'd 'ave t' go far an' p'rhaps lose th' boat an' 'ave t' walk ashore un th' ice. I din' 'ope to find the doctor alive an' kept lookin' for a sign of un on th' pans. 'Twa' no' easy gettin' to th' pans wi' a big sea runnin'! Th' big pans 'ud sometimes heave together an' near crush th' boat, an' sometimes us 'ad t' git out an' haul her ...
— Adrift on an Ice-Pan • Wilfred T. Grenfell
... night in May, Down at the Welsh 'Arp, which is 'Endon way, You fancied winkles and a pot of tea, "Four 'alf" I murmured's "good enough for me." "Give me a word of 'ope that I may win"— You prods me gently with the winkle pin— We was as 'appy as could be that day Down at the Welsh 'Arp, which is ...
— Musa Pedestris - Three Centuries of Canting Songs - and Slang Rhymes [1536 - 1896] • John S. Farmer
... so, cook; I wouldn't. Have some proper pride. Don't let him think he's only to ask and have! Why, in the London Journal last week there was a dook as married a governess; and I should 'ope as a cook ranked above a governess. Nor yet master ain't a dook; he's only in the City! But are you sure he's not only a-trifling with your affections, cook? He's bin very affable and pleasant with all of ...
— Vice Versa - or A Lesson to Fathers • F. Anstey
... repose in sleep With folded bells where the night-dews weep, And the passing wind, like a spirit, grieves In a gentle dirge through the sighing leaves. The sun will kiss the dew from the rose, Its crimson petals again unclose, And the violet ope the soft blue ray Of its modest eye to the gaze of day; But when will the dews and shades that lie So cold and damp on thy shrouded eye, Be chased from the folded lids, my child, And thy glance break forth ...
— The Poets and Poetry of Cecil County, Maryland • Various
... hopeless morrow, While I ope mine eyes in tears, Sweetly through my brooding sorrow Thy dear song shall reach mine ears,— Pitying me, though far away, Pilgrim ...
— Modern Italian Poets • W. D. Howells
... beside the ope leading to Captain Coffin's lodgings. It was painted in spirals of scarlet and blue, and at the end of it a cage containing a grey parrot ...
— Poison Island • Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch (Q)
... plain Were gone, and could not come again! I struggled no longer with my doom! This happened many years ago. I left my father's home to come Like Catherine to her martyrdom, For blindly I esteemed it so. And when I heard the convent door Behind me close, to ope no more, I felt it smite me like a blow, Through all my limbs a shudder ran, And on my bruised spirit fell The dampness of my narrow cell As night-air on a wounded man, Giving ...
— The Golden Legend • Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
... fear. All say, that justly had Laocoon died, And paid fit penalty, whose guilty spear Profaned the steed and pierced the sacred side. 'On with the image to its home,' they cried, 'And pray the Goddess to avert our woe'; We breach the walls, and ope the town inside. All set to work, and to the feet below Fix wheels, and hempen ropes around the ...
— The Aeneid of Virgil - Translated into English Verse by E. Fairfax Taylor • Virgil
... starve. We are going to leave you 'ere alone to-day to think the matter over, and we are going to tie you fast to that big tree, so you won't 'ave anything to distract your attention. We'll be back to-night and then you can 'ave your supper and I 'ope we'll find you in a ...
— With Hoops of Steel • Florence Finch Kelly
... a house would be more suitable!" said Hilliard, smiling his humorous twisted smile; then he asked to see Mademoiselle, and when he said to her in her turn that he had a piece of news to impart, she nodded her head gaily, and cried, "So, so! I 'ope you will be very 'appy!" and could not be induced to say that she was in the least surprised. Pixie hoped that none of the girls would ask about the new brother's business; for, after boasting of possible dukes, it was really rather humiliating ...
— Pixie O'Shaughnessy • Mrs. George de Horne Vaizey
... inspiring genii dwelt, Aught that could expand, refine the soul, Thither he went, and meditated there. He touched his harp and nations heard, entranced, As some vast river of unfailing source. Rapid, exhaustless, deep, his numbers flowed And ope'd new fountains in the human heart Where fancy halted, weary in her flight, In other men, his fresh as morning rose, And soared untrodden heights, and seemed at home Where angels bashful looked. Others, though great, Beneath ...
— A Book For The Young • Sarah French
... is the eye of day that flamed so bright; In gentle death, its colours all are dim; Unfolding fearless in the fair half light, The flower-cups ope, that all day closed their brim; Calm lifts the moon her clear face on the night; Dissolved in masses faint, Earth's features swim; Each grace withdraws the soft relaxing zone— Beauty unrobed shines full on ...
— Adela Cathcart - Volume II • George MacDonald
... "Cold! I 'ope you'll never go to a 'otter place. For God's sake, Mr. Leopold, don't let him come near me with the warming-pan, or else he'll melt the little flesh that's left ...
— Esther Waters • George Moore
... de cole. Come by de fire, mees. Celestine 'ere she pull aff your beeg Dutch stockin'. Dey no belong you, sure. Colette, push heem chair near for de lady. Hippolyte, put couple steeks now on ze fire. Mees, I 'ope you mak' yourself to home now. Monsieur Hugo, you stop for to h'eat a bite vid us. Ve haf' in de shed still one big quarter from de orignal, de beeg mose vat my man he shoot two veeks ago. Und dere pleanty patates, pleanty pork, all ...
— The Peace of Roaring River • George van Schaick
... without a name, With all the gardener Fancy e'er could feign, Who breeding flowers will never breed the same: And there shall be for thee all soft delight That shadowy thought can win, A bright torch, and a casement ope at night, To ...
— From a Cornish Window - A New Edition • Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch
... angel visitants! be such The frequent inmates of thy guileless breast; They hallow all things by their sacred touch, And ope the portals ...
— The Brother Clerks - A Tale of New-Orleans • Xariffa
... peak there rang A blast to ope the graves; down poured The Maccabean clan, who sang Their battle anthem to the Lord. Five heroes lead, and following, see ...
— The Poems of Emma Lazarus - Vol. I (of II.), Narrative, Lyric, and Dramatic • Emma Lazarus
... tresses twine: Knew ye the cause of this my pilgrimage, Ye would lie down and join your moans with mine. Let this poor wretch but pass, who war doth wage With heaven, the elements, the powers divine! I beg for pity or for death. No more! But open, ope ...
— Sketches and Studies in Italy and Greece, Second Series • John Addington Symonds
... worthines, not by vertue, not by the common consent of men, but by the neynge of a horse. Zopyrus therefore ad- monished them, that they should trust more to their armour, [Sidenote: The pollicie of Zopyrus.] then to their walles, he willed them to proclame ope[n] warre, forthwith they encountred with the Persians, and for a time victorie fel on the Babilonians side, suche was the pollice of Zopyrus. The Assyrians reioised of the successe and felicitie of their warres, the king of the Babilonians gaue to Zopy- rus, the chiefe power ...
— A booke called the Foundacion of Rhetorike • Richard Rainolde
... "I 'ope you're not reproaching anybody with neglect of the gentleman." She had an action, as she talked, of flinging a very seedy-looking black boa back across her neck vindictively. "Wot I mean to say ...
— The Captives • Hugh Walpole
... Oh, ye are precious wooers, all of ye. I marvel how ye ever ope your lips Unto, or look upon that fearful thing, A ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Volume 19. Issue 539 - 24 Mar 1832 • Various
... six-inch rose-window, I saw joyous daylight dancing over the boundless, placid waters,—not a speck of land in sight. We must have started long since; but my eyes, fast sealed under the opiate rays of the Luminary, had hitherto refused to ope their lids to the garish beams of his rival. Soon I heard beneath a rustling snap, as of a bow, and suddenly there sped forth ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 14, No. 85, November, 1864 • Various
... 'ere, I've 'ad more opportunity to observe you. I 'ope you will allow me to say I think very highly of you." He waved his hand with the elegance of a Sir Charles Grandison. "Very 'ighly indeed! Your youth is most becoming to you! If you only 'ad a little more chick, there'd be ...
— Thelma • Marie Corelli
... done / and who dyd it / many tymes controuersy is had / whether it hath ben done laufully or nat. And this state is negociall or iuridiciall / whiche con[-] teyneth the right or wronge of the dede. As in the oracyon of Tully for Milo / the state is iuridiciall / for ope[n] it was that Clo[-] dius was slayn / and that Milo slew hym / but whether he kylled hym laufully or nat: is the controuersy and state of the cause / as ...
— The Art or Crafte of Rhetoryke • Leonard Cox
... protrahi continuarique ipso ei auditu acerbissimum esset. Nec incredibile est ducum in illius exercitu nonnullos, potissimum qui patrii coeli dulcedinem impatientius suspirabant, sibi persuasisse desperatas Cypri res nulla humana ope defendi sustentarique posse." Asimo is ...
— The History of England from the Accession of James II. - Volume 3 (of 5) • Thomas Babington Macaulay
... around They hearty plaudits won, All feeling sure these nations could Brave the whole world as one. Then as the prince of Eastern lore With mirthful mischief rife, Comes Harry pressed by love to kiss The princess back to life; The eyes soon ope beneath his touch; The maids in glad surprise See the prince break the fairy spell, And claim his willing prize. Little Red Ridinghood comes next, Crying in sad despair: O grandma, what long teeth ...
— Home Lyrics • Hannah. S. Battersby
... egregii Procuratores: Adest civis Britannicus, hujus academiae olim alumnus, nunc Novum Orbem incolentibus quam nostratibus notus. Hic ille est qui quindecim abhinc annos in litus Labradorium profectus est, ut solivagis in mari Boreali piscatoribus ope medica succurreret; quo in munere obeundo Oceani pericula, quae ibi formidosissima sunt, contempsit dum miseris et maerentibus solatium ac lumen afferret. Nunc quantum homini licet, in ipsius Christi vestigiis, si fas est dicere, insistere videtur, vir vere Christianus. Jure igitur eum laudamus ...
— A Labrador Doctor - The Autobiography of Wilfred Thomason Grenfell • Wilfred Thomason Grenfell
... skipper; "and I 'ope it'll be a lesson to you not to neglect your dooty by going into public-'ouses and taking charge of other people's money when you ain't fit ...
— Deep Waters, The Entire Collection • W.W. Jacobs
... Vedanga's page, Where saintly kings of earth have passed—Nahusa and Yayati sage; The sires of holy families—the true to wedlock's sacred vow; And those that cattle, gold, or rice—or lands with liberal hands bestow; That ope th' asylum to th' oppressed—that ever love, and speak the truth, Up to the dwellings of the blest—th' eternal, soar thou, best loved youth. For none of such a holy race—within the lowest seat may dwell; But that ...
— Nala and Damayanti and Other Poems • Henry Hart Milman
... it,' says George, doleful. 'Well, there's enough of Teunis to last 'em for one meal, if they ain't 'ogs. You're a tough old bird, cooky; maybe you'll give 'em dyspepsy, so they won't care for the rest of us. That's a ray of 'ope, ain't it?' ...
— Cape Cod Stories - The Old Home House • Joseph C. Lincoln
... me away To where a dooli lay, An' a bullet come an' drilled the beggar clean. 'E put me safe inside, An', just before 'e died: "I 'ope you liked your drink," sez Gunga Din. So I'll meet 'im later on In the place where 'e is gone— Where it's always double drill and no canteen; 'E'll be squattin' on the coals Givin' drink to pore damned souls, An' I'll get a swig in Hell ...
— Poems Teachers Ask For, Book Two • Various
... populi ad quos eunt, non destituantur commodis qua non profert illis terra eorum, et ipsi sint participes rerum quibus illi abundant. Nam Deus cali et terra, humano generi maxime consulens, noluit vt omnia in quauis regione inuenirentur, quo regio ope alterius regionis indigeret, et gens ab alia gente commodum aliquod expectaret, ac ita stabiliretur amicitia inter omnes, singulique omnibus benefacere quarerent. Hoc itaque ineunda ac stabilienda amicitia desiderio moti viri quidam regni ...
— The Principal Navigations, Voyages, Traffiques, • Richard Hakluyt
... first! Kiss me as if you made believe 50 You were not sure, this eve, How my face, your flower, had pursed Its petals up; so, here and there You brush it, till I grow aware Who wants me, and wide ope I burst.. ...
— Dramatic Romances • Robert Browning
... thus the native hue of resolution, like the poor cat i' the adage, Is sicklied o'er with care, And all the clouds that lowered o'er our housetops, With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action. 'Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished. But soft you, the fair Ophelia: Ope not thy ponderous and marble jaws, But get thee to ...
— Innocents abroad • Mark Twain
... watch, we wait, To hear thy cheering call; When heaven shall ope its glorious gate. And God be ...
— Hymns for Christian Devotion - Especially Adapted to the Universalist Denomination • J.G. Adams
... devoted cat-lovers, Ere spending the cheques you have cashed, Leave a trifle for tickets to enter the wickets That ope ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 159, December 22, 1920 • Various
... were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds That ope in the ...
— The Wreck of the Hesperus • Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
... me of my bliss, And dispossess my heart of all his hope! You ought with just revenge to punish miss, For unto you the hearts of men are ope. Injurious Fates, that hardened have her heart, Yet make her face to send out pleasing smiles! And both are done but to increase my smart, And entertain my love with falsed wiles. Yet being when she smiles surprised with joy, I fain would languish in so sweet a pain, ...
— Elizabethan Sonnet Cycles - Idea, by Michael Drayton; Fidessa, by Bartholomew Griffin; Chloris, by William Smith • Michael Drayton, Bartholomew Griffin, and William Smith
... face and a firm mouth, appeared at the door, holding aloft a small boy who was black in the face with rage. "There," said Deborah, flinging Tray in a heap at the detective's feet, "if me an' Bart 'ave sich a brat, I 'ope he dies in his cradle, instead of growing to a galler's thief in th' use of words which make me shudder, let alone my pretty. Ugh!" she shook her fist at Tray. "You Old Bailey viper, though young ...
— The Opal Serpent • Fergus Hume
... knows Old Christmas, He knows a wight of worth, For he's as good a fellow As any on the earth; He comes warm-cloaked and coated, And buttoned to the chin; And ere he is a-nigh the door, We ope to let him in. ...
— In The Yule-Log Glow, Vol. IV (of IV) • Harrison S. Morris
... loves whores, who boys, and who goats. I, more amaz'd than Circe's prisoners, when They felt themselves turn beasts, felt myself then Becoming traitor, and methought I saw One of our giant statues ope his jaw To suck me in for hearing him: I found That as burnt venomous leachers do grow sound By giving others their sores, I might grow Guilty, and be free; therefore I did show All signs of loathing; but since I am in, I must pay mine and my ...
— English Satires • Various
... of the spot, till the aspirant to suspension per coll. recounts his history from the branch on which he is perched. After which an unlucky thirdsman, interfering, gets shot, and buried as one of the others—"which is witty, let us 'ope," as the poetical historian of the quarrel between Mr. Swinburne and Mr. Buchanan observes of something else.[369] As the book begins with two attempted and disappointed suicides, so it ends with two accomplished ones. A great part, and not the least ...
— A History of the French Novel, Vol. 2 - To the Close of the 19th Century • George Saintsbury
... yet too few! What to thy Godhead easier than One little glimpse of Paradise to ope the ...
— The Kasidah of Haji Abdu El-Yezdi • Richard F. Burton
... redeem those times: and what was lost Of ancient honesty, may boast It keeps a growth in thee, and so will run A course in thy fame's pledge, thy son. Thus, like a Roman Tribune, thou thy gate Early sets ope to feast, and late; Keeping no currish waiter to affright, With blasting eye, the appetite, Which fain would waste upon thy cates, but that The trencher creature marketh what Best and more suppling piece he cuts, and ...
— A Selection From The Lyrical Poems Of Robert Herrick • Robert Herrick
... frowning now With all the array of bold and martial show; The same thy battlements with trophies dress'd, Present defiance to the hostile breast; Around thy walls the soldier keeps his ward, Scared with war's sights no more thy peaceful guard. Long may ye stand, the voice of other years, And ope, in future times, no fount of tears And sorrows like the past, such as have brought A mournful gloom and shadow o'er the thought; And if the eye one pitying drop has shed, That drop is sacred, it embalms the dead. What though a thousand years have roll'd away Since thy dread walls ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Volume 57, No. 352, February 1845 • Various
... Mrs. Briggs's tone held unquestioning conviction. "'E was frownin' to 'isself all the time, and I could see as 'e was pretty mad that 'e'd come too late. I weren't sorry myself," she asserted boldly. "For I'd 'oped against 'ope after 'is last visit that 'e'd never see pore mother again alive. I couldn't 'a' stood it! There, I ...
— The Keeper of the Door • Ethel M. Dell
... ope or close, It seemed the birth-time of repose,— The faint sound died where it arose; And they who passed from door to door, Their soft feet on the polished floor ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 13, No. 79, May, 1864 • Various
... howe'er I strove To coax or catch them from her. One way still Or t'other she would keep them—laugh, pout, plead; Now vanquish me with water, now with fire; Would box my face, and, ere I well could ope My mouth to chide her, stop it with a kiss! The monkey! What a plague she's to me! How I love her! how ...
— The Love-Chase • James Sheridan Knowles
... the midnight hour, And loud the tempest's roar; A waeful wanderer seeks thy tower, Lord Gregory ope thy door." ...
— The Side Of The Angels - A Novel • Basil King
... nature legibus orbem Subdit, et vnanimes concitat esse feras: Huius enim mundi Princeps amor esse videtur, Cuius eget diues, pauper et omnis ope. Sunt in agone pares amor et fortuna, que cecas Plebis ad insidias vertit vterque rotas. Est amor egra salus, vexata quies, pius error, Bellica pax, ...
— Confessio Amantis - Tales of the Seven Deadly Sins, 1330-1408 A.D. • John Gower
... awful face: the dauntless child Stretched forth his little arms, and smiled. 'This pencil take,' she said, 'whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year. Thine too these golden keys, immortal boy! This can unlock the gates of Joy; Of Horror that, and thrilling Fears, Or ope the ...
— English Poets of the Eighteenth Century • Selected and Edited with an Introduction by Ernest Bernbaum
... Macy, ope thy door,— We would not be house-breakers; A rueful deed thou'st done this day, In harboring ...
— The Complete Works of Whittier - The Standard Library Edition with a linked Index • John Greenleaf Whittier
... roads in this country were equally unsurmountable, of twenty large swevel guns he made twelve be buried in a bog about a mile from the place where he first erected his standard. He had no sooner arrived at the above mentioned place than he received intelligence of G[eneral] C[ope] having moved north ward and at the same time had a copy of the proclamation sent which had been ishued by order of the Lords Justices, affixing thirty thousand pound upon ...
— The Jacobite Rebellions (1689-1746) - (Bell's Scottish History Source Books.) • James Pringle Thomson
... the way? Are these the beams that rule thy day? Thou know'st a face in whose each look Beauty lays ope Love's fortune-book, On whose fair revolutions wait The obsequious motions of Love's fate. Ah, my heart! her eyes and she Have taught thee new astrology. Howe'er Love's native hours were set, Whatever starry synod met, 'Tis in the mercy ...
— The Home Book of Verse, Vol. 2 (of 4) • Various
... in this enchanted dome, Amid the night of war and death In which the armed city draws its breath, We have built up! For though no wizard wand or magic cup The spell hath wrought, Within this charmed fane we ope the gates Of that divinest fairy-land Where, under loftier fates Than rule the vulgar earth on which we stand, Move the bright creatures ...
— War Poetry of the South • Various
... the customary "flapper-shaking" before "toeing the scratch for business?" - "I'm much obleeged to you, guv'nor," said the Pet, as he made a scrape with his leg; "and, whenever you does come up to London, I 'ope you'll drop in at Cribb Court, and have a turn with the gloves!" And the Pet, very politely, handed one of his professional cards to the ...
— The Adventures of Mr. Verdant Green • Cuthbert Bede
... to the blest, ope The high doors of heaven, Sweetly sweep earthward Their wavelets ...
— Harold, Complete - The Last Of The Saxon Kings • Edward Bulwer-Lytton
... in pleasant company We bookish ghosts, perchance, may flit; A man may turn a page, and sigh, Seeing one's name, to think of it. Beauty, or Poet, Sage, or Wit, May ope our book, and muse awhile, And fall into a dreaming fit, As now we dream, and ...
— Books and Bookmen • Andrew Lang
... full stature, lineal to control; And yet a pigmy's yoke must undergo. Yet must keep pace and tarry, patient, kind, With its unwilling scholar, the dull, tardy mind; Must be obsequious to the body's powers, Whose low hands mete its paths, set ope and close its ways, Must do obeisance to the days, And wait the little pleasure of the hours; Yea, ripe for kingship, yet must be Captive in statuted minority!" ...
— The Education of Catholic Girls • Janet Erskine Stuart
... say in the same breath that they can't come and see to your bells, and they don't want to marry your daughter. Who asked them?—you ain't come down so low in the world to go and offer Trixie to a gas-fitter, I should 'ope, Matthew!—and yet what else does it mean—tell me ...
— The Giant's Robe • F. Anstey
... knocked the bottom out o' the trail," said the Man with the Gash, between departing paroxysms of mirth. "An' I only 'ope as you'll appreciate the hoppertunity of consortin' with a man o' my mug. Get steam up in that fire-box o' your'n. I'm goin' to unrig the dogs an' grub 'em. An' don't be shy o' the wood, my lad; there's plenty more where that come from, ...
— The God of His Fathers • Jack London
... heaps and heaps of money. Half my p'ope'ty is in shipping and a lot of the 'eat in munitions. I'm 'icher than eva. Isn't the' a sort of g'andeur?" ...
— Soul of a Bishop • H. G. Wells
... seals when Thou Didst leave the dismal tomb, Even as the virgin bars remained When Thou didst leave the womb; And Thou hast ope'd the gates of heaven, And entrance free to ...
— Hymns of the Greek Church - Translated with Introduction and Notes • John Brownlie
... on 'em, and the man. That's the precious child's physic I suppose he's a-carryin' in the basket. Just look at the luggage. I say! There's a bloody hand on the first carriage. It's a baronet, is it? I 'ope your ladyship's very well; and I 'ope Sir John will soon be down yere to join his family." Mr. Gawler makes sarcastic bows over the card in his bow-window whilst making this speech. The little Gawlers rush on to the drawing-room verandah themselves to examine ...
— The Newcomes • William Makepeace Thackeray
... and healing herb That spreads her verdant leaf to the morning ray. He loved me well, and oft would beg me sing; Which when I did, he on the tender grass Would sit, and hearken even to ecstasy, And in requital ope his leathern scrip, And show me simples of a thousand names, Telling their strange and vigorous faculties. Amongst the rest a small unsightly root, But of divine effect, he culled me out. 630 The leaf was darkish, and had prickles on it, But in another country, as he said, Bore a bright ...
— Milton's Comus • John Milton
... got no more than the one sheet, but I dessay as there's room to say as I'm his loving mother, and 'ope it finds 'im well, as ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 150, April 5, 1916 • Various
... to summon war; Both now embracing be. Rise, youths! Love's rite claims more than banquets; rise! Now the bright marigolds, that deck the skies, Phoebus' celestial flowers, that, contrary To his flowers here, ope when he shuts his eye, And shut when he doth open, crown your sports: Now Love in Night, and Night in Love exhorts Courtship and dances: all your parts employ, And suit Night's rich expansure with your joy. Love paints his ...
— Hero and Leander and Other Poems • Christopher Marlowe and George Chapman
... are nuts (I will not call them cheaters) Whose shells do keep their kernels from the eaters; Ope then the shells and you shall have the meat; They here are brought for you ...
— Bunyan Characters (Second Series) • Alexander Whyte
... me, that my means may lye, Too low for envy, for contempt too high: Some honour I would have; Not from great deeds, but good alone, The unknown are better than ill known, Rumour can ope the grave: Acquaintance I would have, but when 't depends Not on the number, but ...
— The Lives of the Poets of Great Britain and Ireland (1753) - Volume II • Theophilus Cibber
... think ourselves the happy Unless we hear it said by those around. O my lord Julian, how your praises cheered Our poor endeavours! sure, all hearts are ope Lofty and low, wise and unwise, to praise. Even the departed spirit hovers round Our blessings and our prayers; the corse itself Hath shined with other light than the still stars Shed on its rest, or the dim taper, nigh. My father, ...
— Count Julian • Walter Savage Landor
... adown. No charm of color, nor of change, nor glow Of blue noon sky, thy carven work doth show; Let dusk bees visit it—or sip the breath From thy chill marble buds." Then, Lilith saith, "Eblis hath wroughten noblest on this earth." He answered quick, "Poor bauble, little worth To Lilith! Ope thy slighted husk, reveal The miracle thy rough rind ...
— Lilith - The Legend of the First Woman • Ada Langworthy Collier
... head Like nestled morning 'gainst your knee, Look farther,—see Fair girlhood dead. These lips, unvisited by love, were sweet As are thy fondling's; this want-hollowed cheek A little ease had made Playground of dimples, joy's rose-seat; And could these eyes ope they would speak Of one who bought her dreams of Death and paid. If blind thou shrinkest yet To meet Truth bare, Then as thou'st dealt with this pale maid Life shall thine own besiege. Injustice holds No sanctuary folds; To fence out care We must the planet hedge; Justice is God, and waits ...
— Path Flower and Other Verses • Olive T. Dargan
... separately, one pound of raisins, seeded, one of currants, washed and dried, and half a pound of citron cut in thin strips; also half a cupful of cooking molasses and half a cupful of sour milk. Stir the butter and sugar to a cream, add to that half a grated nutmeg, ope tablespoonful of ground cinnamon, one teaspoonful of cloves, one teaspoonful of mace, add the molasses and sour milk. Stir all well; then put in the beaten yolks of eggs, a wine-glass of brandy; stir again all thoroughly, and then add four cupfuls of sifted ...
— The Whitehouse Cookbook (1887) - The Whole Comprising A Comprehensive Cyclopedia Of Information For - The Home • Mrs. F.L. Gillette
... daughter's hand to seek! No word the fierce knight spake But ope'd the door, And, scowling, said—"No Saxon churl shall make Rowena wife; and dare he woo her more, Upon him, would Sir Guy a direful ...
— Rowena & Harold - A Romance in Rhyme of an Olden Time, of Hastyngs and Normanhurst • Wm. Stephen Pryer
... me? take heed what you do! my hose are my castles; 'tis burglary if you break ope a slop; no officer must lift up an iron hatch; take ...
— History of English Humour, Vol. 1 (of 2) - With an Introduction upon Ancient Humour • Alfred Guy Kingan L'Estrange
... now I do 'ope as you'll be all right. Too much book-work, that's what it is, but if ...
— The Prelude to Adventure • Hugh Walpole
... 'ard on 'im, Gents; it ain't 'is fault if he's on'y bin used to box with bolsters, and as he ain't goin' to finish 'is rounds, it's all over for this time, and I 'ope you're all ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 103, December 3, 1892 • Various
... old b one ch ose fr y s old dr one th ose pr y b old ph one cl ose sh y m old sh one w ove sk y t old thr one dr ove sl y f old gr ove sp y g old r ope cl ove spr y h old h ope st ove st y sc old d ope tr y sl ope h oe wh y h ole t oe p ole c ore J oe r obe m ole m ore f oe gl obe s ole p ore w oe r ode st ole t ore j oke wh ole w ore d oor p oke r oll s ore fl oor w oke tr oll ch ore br oke str oll sh ore m ow ch oke sn ore r ow sm oke c olt st ...
— How to Teach Phonics • Lida M. Williams
... ain't at 'ome, but Miriam's just out to do a bit of shopping. Won't let me shop, she won't, because I'm so keerless. She's a wonderful manager, that girl. Minnie's got some work at the carpet place. 'Ope it won't make 'er ill again. She's a loving deliket sort, is Minnie.... Come into the front parlour. It's a bit untidy, but you got to take us as you find us. Wot you been doing ...
— The History of Mr. Polly • H. G. Wells
... discreet? Six hundred persons, also sixty-two (Almost the very number of the Beast) Have voted for you, and defend your gates. Moreover, mark my subtle argument:— When gates are locked no person can get in Without unlocking them: your gates are locked, And I have got the key: so that, unless I ope the gates, the foe cannot get in. This statement is Pure Reason: or, if this Is not Pure Reason, ...
— Lyra Frivola • A. D. Godley
... ropes at the ring-side just as light as a little kiddy; but if I was to chuck my castor into the ring now I'd never get it till the wind blew it out again, for blow my dicky if I could climb after. My respec's to you, young sir, and I 'ope I see you well." ...
— Rodney Stone • Arthur Conan Doyle
... I write to ope your sin-closed eyes, And make you great, and rich, and wise, And give you peace when trials rise, And sorrows gloom; I write to fit you for the ...
— Cottage Poems • Patrick Bronte
... six Tsin Schi Huang his army led, To ope my grave and find my humble bed; He steals my shoes and takes my staff away To reach ...
— The Chinese Fairy Book • Various
... deathless and unheard. His kind great heart was fire, and love's own fire, Compassion, strong as flesh may feel desire, To enkindle pity and mercy toward a soul Sunk down in shame too deep for shame's control. His kind keen eye was light to lighten hope Where no man else might see life's darkness ope And pity's touch bring forth from evil good, Sweet as forgiveness, strong as fatherhood. Names higher than his outshine it and outsoar, But none save one should memory cherish more: Praise and thanksgiving crown ...
— A Channel Passage and Other Poems - Taken from The Collected Poetical Works of Algernon Charles - Swinburne—Vol VI • Algernon Charles Swinburne
... about the distance?' You inform the well-spoken young man that the way to Dover is straight on, and the distance some eighteen miles. The well-spoken young man becomes greatly agitated. 'In the condition to which I am reduced,' says he, 'I could not ope to reach Dover before dark even if my shoes were in a state to take me there or my feet were in a state to old out over the flinty road and were not on the bare ground of which any gentleman has the ...
— The Uncommercial Traveller • Charles Dickens
... maiden sought around, It was not to be found, She search'd each nook and dell, The haunts she loved so well, All anxious with desire; The wind blew ope his vest, When, lo! the toy in quest, She found within the breast Of Cupid, the false crier, Ring-a-ding, a-ding-a-ding, ...
— Snarley-yow - or The Dog Fiend • Frederick Marryat
... more rare, the treasures of the earth and sea, Jewels a queen herself might wear, my grateful hands will give to thee. And when at length beneath thy sword the Hound of Ulster shall lie low, When thou hast ope'd the long-locked Ford, and let the unguarded water flow, Then shall I give my daughter's hand, then my own child shall be thy bride— She, the fair daughter of the land ...
— Poems • Denis Florence MacCarthy
... biographers have noticed the labours of Roger Bacon, and with the tetragonistical story, said by Twyne to be propagated by our philosopher, of Julius Caesar's seeing the whole of the British coast and encampment upon the Gallic shore, "maximorum ope speculorum" (Antiquit. Acad. Oxon. Apolog. 1608, 4to., p. 353), may be pleased with the facetious story told of him by Wood (Annals of Oxford, vol. i., 216, Gutch's edit.) and yet more by the minute catalogue of his works noticed ...
— Bibliomania; or Book-Madness - A Bibliographical Romance • Thomas Frognall Dibdin |
