"Fraught" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... take different roads, we are not to be angry with, or persecute each other on that account. We mean to travel to the same place; we know that the end of our journey is the same; and we affectionately hope to meet in the Lodge of perfect happiness. How lovely is an institution fraught with sentiments like these! How agreeable must it be to Him who is seated on a throne of Everlasting Mercy, to the God who is no respecter ...
— The Builders - A Story and Study of Masonry • Joseph Fort Newton
... was a tissue of hugged lies; The second was its ruin fraught with pain: Why raise the fair delusion to the skies ...
— Poems • Christina G. Rossetti
... his face Within his palms a little space, While reverently on his form I bent my gaze and marked a storm That shook his frame as wrathfully As some typhoon of agony, And fraught with sobs—the more profound For that peculiar laughing sound We hear when strong men weep. . . . I leant With warmest sympathy—I bent To stroke with soothing hand his ...
— The Complete Works • James Whitcomb Riley
... Jews, who were living in a state of expectancy, waiting for the long-predicted Messiah, the words of this strange prophet in the wilderness were fraught with deep portent. Could it be that he was the Christ? He spoke of One yet to come, mightier than himself, whose shoe-latchet he was not worthy to loosen,[289] One who would separate the people as the thresher, fan in hand, blew ...
— Jesus the Christ - A Study of the Messiah and His Mission According to Holy - Scriptures Both Ancient and Modern • James Edward Talmage
... God's hand protecteth thee! Remnants of paradise, Flowers, bright flowers! Tinged with a heavenly hue, Reflecting its azure blue, Flowers, bright flowers, Brightest earth ever knew! Cheering the desolate, Flowers, bright flowers! Coming with fragrance fraught, From Heaven's own breezes caught, Flowers, bright flowers, Teachers of holy thought! Borne to the curtained room, Flowers, bright flowers! Where the sick longs for light, Then, for the shades of night, Flowers, bright flowers, ...
— Town and Country, or, Life at Home and Abroad • John S. Adams
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