"Dian" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... thou wast wont to be (touching her eyes with an herb), See, as thou wast wont to see; Dian's Bud o'er Cupid's flower Hath such force ...
— The plant-lore & garden-craft of Shakespeare • Henry Nicholson Ellacombe
... dread design; All round were altars rais'd for rites divine. There stands the priestess with dishevell'd hair; (Her voice like thunder shakes the trembling air) Thrice on the hundred gods aloud she calls, 635 Deep night and chaos, thrice her Voice appalls; The triple form that Virgin Dian wears, Infernal Hecate's threefold nature hears. For stygian waters that surround the dead, Enchanted juice, a baleful vapour shed. 640 Black drops of venom—potent herbs she steep'd, With brazen scythes, by trembling Moonlight ...
— The Fourth Book of Virgil's Aeneid and the Ninth Book of Voltaire's Henriad • Virgil and Voltaire
... the flocks That graze its shores in keeping; No icy kiss of Dian mocks The youth beside it sleeping: Our Christian river loveth most The beautiful and human; The heathen streams of Naiads boast, But ours of man ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 8, No. 46, August, 1861 • Various
... of Versailles With tub and orange-tree, And Dian's fountain tossed awry, Were planned and made for me; Since no one half so well as I Could grace their symmetry, Nor teach ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 153, Oct. 24, 1917 • Various
... wedded to one Whose past can be called into question by none: And I (fickle Frenchman!) can still laugh to feel I am lord of myself; and the Mode: and Lucile Still shines from her pedestal, frigid and fair As yon German moon o'er the linden-tops there! A Dian in marble that scorns any troth With the little love gods, whom I thank for us both, While she smiles from her lonely Olympus apart, That her arrows are marble as well as her heart. Stay at ...
— Lucile • Owen Meredith
... in Xenophon. Oh for exact references! The moon, the nocturnal sportswoman, is Artemis: here we have also the authority of Theodore de Banville (Diane court dans la noire foret). And the nocturnal hunt is Dian's; so she is protectress of the chase. ...
— Modern Mythology • Andrew Lang
... out somewhat hurriedly: "No offense, no offense! I meant no comparisons; comparisons are odorous, saith Dogberry. All at court know the Lady Jocelyn Leigh for a very Britomart, a maid as cold as Dian!" ...
— To Have and To Hold • Mary Johnston
... a kiss did Dian leave her throne and waste her goddess dower on shepherd lips! (Sits by him) Now you are going to tell me something. Why did you fly from Normandy, and not a word, not a word to me? Come, my Calidore! Why did you ...
— Semiramis and Other Plays - Semiramis, Carlotta And The Poet • Olive Tilford Dargan
... the President of the Fum-Fudge University. He was of opinion that the moon was called Bendis in Thrace, Bubastis in Egypt, Dian in Rome, and Artemis in Greece. There was a Grand Turk from Stamboul. He could not help thinking that the angels were horses, cocks, and bulls; that somebody in the sixth heaven had seventy thousand heads; and that the earth was supported by a sky-blue cow with an incalculable ...
— The Works of Edgar Allan Poe - Volume 4 (of 5) of the Raven Edition • Edgar Allan Poe
... with folded arms, stood beautiful as one of Dian's nymphs, but very uncomfortable in her beauty; for she was beginning to grow chilly, and her teeth chattered. At last the preparations were made, and the duchess advanced with ...
— Joseph II. and His Court • L. Muhlbach
... in flower-bells, There wood-nymphs fleeing from pursuing fauns, And naiads fleshed with hues of rosy dawns Lie dreaming by white streams in dusky dells; We tread dim paths untrod by foot of man And hark the horn of Dian ringing clear; While faint, elusive, thin—now far, now near, Meseems I hear the ...
— The Path of Dreams - Poems • Leigh Gordon Giltner
... the established theory of the gravity of history, and am not displeased with an opportunity to smile behind my hand at any ludicrous interruption of that sometimes wearisome ceremonial. I am not sure that I would not sooner give up Raleigh spreading his cloak to keep the royal Dian's feet from the mud, than that awful judgment upon the courtier whose Atlantean thighs leaked away in bran through the rent in his trunk-hose. The painful fact that Fisher had his head cut off is ...
— Among My Books - First Series • James Russell Lowell
... routs that trooped, Shadowy maidens crowned with vines, Dreams where Dian's self has stooped Darkling 'neath the scented pines; Or where he, old father Pan, Took the hooves of me and ran Fluting through the ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 159, August 18th, 1920 • Various
... very first scene as in love with one Rosaline. This in itself tells me nothing; but the proof that Shakespeare stands in intimate relation to the girl called Rosaline comes later, and so the first introductory words have a certain significance for me. Romeo himself tells us that "she hath Dian's wit," one of Shakespeare's favourite comparisons for his love, and speaks of her chastity, or rather of her unapproachableness; he ...
— The Man Shakespeare • Frank Harris
... warmer than Dian: She rolls through an ether of sighs, 40 She revels in a region of sighs: She has seen that the tears are not dry on These cheeks, where the worm never dies, And has come past the stars of the Lion To point us ...
— Selections From Poe • J. Montgomery Gambrill
... smiles. Is Ali Baba to cease upon the midnight without pain? or is he to lie down like a tired child and weep out the spark? or should he just flit to Elysium? There, seated on Elysian lawns, browsed by none but Dian's (no allusion to little Mrs. Lollipop) fawns, amid the noise of fountains wonderous and the parle of voices thunderous, some wag might scribble on his door, "Here lies Ali Baba"—as if glancing at his truthfulness. How is he to pass effectively into the golden silences? How is ...
— Twenty-One Days in India; and, the Teapot Series • George Robert Aberigh-Mackay
... Stream'd richly, and the hidden colors stole From the dark pictures radiantly forth, And in the soft and dewy atmosphere Like forms and landscapes magical they lay. The walls were hung with armor, and about In the dim corners stood the sculptured forms Of Cytheris, and Dian, and stern Jove; And from the casement soberly away, Fell the grotesque long shadows, full and true, And, like a veil of filmy mellowness, The lint-specks floated in the ...
— Home Pastimes; or Tableaux Vivants • James H. Head
... a golden bow, And a quiver, hanging low, Full of arrows, that outbrave Dian's shafts; where, if he have Any head more sharp than other, With that first ...
— The Home Book of Verse, Vol. 2 (of 4) • Various
... Mi konas la lingvon internacian de 1891 jaro, tamen gxis nun, mi ne forgesas la mirindan impreson kian faris je mi Esperanto. Al mi sxajnis, kvazaux iu forprenis de miaj okuloj ian pezan kurtenon, kiu malhelpis min vidi la Dian mondon. Esperanto kvazaux malfermis antaux mi largxan pordegon, eniron en grandegan, belan palacon, kie mi cxiam renkontadis multajn, kvankam nekonatajn, tamen tre karajn al mi gefratojn, kiujn mi iam perdis, ...
— The Esperantist, Vol. 1, No. 3 • Various
... whose well-aimed spear Wounds the fleeting mountain-deer! Dian, Jove's immortal child, Huntress of the savage wild! Goddess with the sun-bright hair! Listen to a people's prayer. Turn, to Lethe's river turn, There thy vanquished people mourn![2] Come to Lethe's wavy shore, Tell them they shall mourn no more. Thine their hearts, their altars thine; ...
— The Complete Poems of Sir Thomas Moore • Thomas Moore et al
... Caraway; Dian's Bud (Wormwood, Artemisia Absinthium); Fennel (Foeniculum officinalis); Hyssop (Hyssopus officinalis); Lavender (Lavendula vera); Marjoram (Origanum vulgare); Mint; Milfoil (Yarrow); Parsley; Rosemary (Rosmarinus officinalis); Rue (Ruta graveoleons); Savory; Thyme (1, ...
— Trees, Fruits and Flowers of Minnesota, 1916 • Various
... days My Dian made me show, With thousand pretty childish plays, If I ware you or no: Alas, how oft with tears, - O tears of guileful breast! - She seemed full of jealous fears, ...
— A Defence of Poesie and Poems • Philip Sidney
... enamoured of the honour to question the foundation on which it rested. Perhaps it was as well deserved as are some others of this world's distinctions! At any rate it was neither begged nor bought, but came "Like Dian's kiss, unasked, unsought." In the same year (1883) I also appeared in Edwards' Sixth Series of Modern Scottish Poets; and in 1885, more legitimately, in William Andrews' book on Modern Yorkshire Poets. My claim for this latter distinction was not, however, any greater, if as ...
— Fifty Years of Railway Life in England, Scotland and Ireland • Joseph Tatlow
... roses; Patrons, see My flowers are Roman-blown; their nectaries Drop honey amber, and their petals throw Rich crimsons on the lucent marble of the shrine Where snowy Dian lifts her pallid brow, As crimson lips of Love may seek to warm A sister glow in hearts as pulseless hewn. Caesar from Afric wars returns to-day; Patricians, buy my royal roses; strew His way knee-deep, as though old Tiber roll'd ...
— Old Spookses' Pass • Isabella Valancy Crawford
... thou command'st. — And thou, brave Oxford, wondrous well belov'd, In Oxfordshire shalt muster up thy friends.— My sovereign, with the loving citizens, Like to his island girt in with the ocean, Or modest Dian circled with her nymphs, Shall rest in London till we come to him.— Fair lords, take leave and stand not to reply.— Farewell, ...
— King Henry VI, Third Part • William Shakespeare [Rolfe edition]
... the negro woman, whose name was Dian, came into the room below, and called Femmetia. She told her that the British soldiers had come into the barn, and that they would soon take away what ...
— Stories of American Life and Adventure • Edward Eggleston
... as Dian's crest Showering on Vesta's fane its sheen: Cold looked she as the waveless breast Of some stone Dian at thirteen. Men loved: but hope they deemed ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 17, No. 104, June, 1866 • Various
... shall I answer you? Remember that if you have Johnson on your side, on mine I have Mrs. More herself, a character purer than "the consecrated snow that lies on Dian's lap." Again, we cannot believe Johnson was fair to Fielding, who had made his friend, the author of "Pamela," very uncomfortable by his jests. Johnson owned that he read all "Amelia" at one sitting. Could so worthy a man have been so absorbed by ...
— Letters on Literature • Andrew Lang
... waits The tardy god of day. Ah! sluggard, wake! Open thy blind, and rub thy heavy eyes! For once behold a sunrise. Is there aught In thy dream-world more splendid, or more fair? With crimson glory the horizon streams, And ghostly Dian hides her face ashamed. Now to the ear of him who lingers long On downy couch, "falsely luxurious," Comes the unwelcome din of college-bell Fast tolling. . . . . . "'T is but the earliest, the warning peal!" He sleeps ...
— Autumn Leaves - Original Pieces in Prose and Verse • Various
... knows of him no more. My dearest madam, Let not your hate encounter with my love, For loving where you do: but, if yourself, Whose aged honor cites a virtuous youth, Did ever in so true a flame of liking, Wish chastely, and love dearly, that your Dian Was both herself and love; O then give pity To her, whose state is such, that cannot choose But lend and give, where she is sure to lose; That seeks not to find that her search implies, But, riddle-like, lives sweetly where ...
— Characteristics of Women - Moral, Poetical, and Historical • Anna Jameson
... the choice between colour or no colour, will depend on what you have to represent. Colour may be expedient for a glistening dolphin or a spotted fawn;—perhaps inexpedient for white Poseidon, and gleaming Dian. So that, before defining the laws of sculpture, I am compelled to ask you, what you mean to carve; and that, little as you think it, is asking you how you mean to live, and what the laws of your State are to be, for they determine those ...
— The Crown of Wild Olive • John Ruskin
... Dian looked on; she saw her spells completing, And sighing, bade the sweetest nightingale That ever in Carian vale Sang to her charms, rise, and with softest greeting Woo from its mortal dreams and thoughts of clay ...
— Graham's Magazine Vol XXXIII No. 1 July 1848 • Various
... rounds it in a mighty frescoed dome, Or lifts it heavenward in a lofty spire, Or shapes it in a cunning frame of words, Or pays his priest to make it day by day; For sense must have its god as well as soul; A new-born Dian calls for silver shrines, And Egypt's holiest symbol is our own, The sign we worship as did they of old When Isis and Osiris ruled ...
— The Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table • Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. (The Physician and Poet not the Jurist)
... praise, Fair Dian, virgin-goddess of the skies! And myriads will raise Their songs, as time yet onward flies, To thee, chaste prompter of the lover's sighs, And of the minstrel's lays! Yet still exhaustless as a theme Shall be thy name— While lives immortal Fame— As when to people the first ...
— Graham's Magazine Vol XXXIII No. 5 November 1848 • Various
... "Dian white-armed has given me this cool shrine, Deep in the bosom of a wood of pine; The silver sparkling showers That hive me in, the flowers That prink my fountain's brim, are hers and mine; And when the days are mild and fair, ...
— The Campfire Girls at Camp Keewaydin • Hildegard G. Frey
... the sun is as potent as the glamour of the moon at Wellesley. High noon is magical on Tree Day, for then the mythic folk of ancient Greece, the hamadryads and Dian's nymphs, Venus and Orpheus and Narcissus, and all the rest, come out and dream a dance of old days on the great green billows of the lawn. To see veiled Cupid, like a living flame, come streaming down among the hillside trees, down, swift as fire, to the waiting Psyche, ...
— The Story of Wellesley • Florence Converse
... such occasions it requires all one's astronomical science to distinguish between sun and moon; for then sister resembles brother in that wan splendour, and you wonder for a moment, as the large beamless orb (how unlike Dian's silver bow!) is in ascension, what can have brought the lord of day, at this untimeous hour, from his sea-couch behind the mountains of the west. Yet during the night-calm we suspected snow—for ...
— Recreations of Christopher North, Volume 2 • John Wilson
... probably be a Procureur General by the time you are forty, with a chance of becoming a deputy. Please to observe, my dear boy, that our conscience will have been a little damaged in the process, and that we shall endure twenty years of drudgery and hidden poverty, and that our sisters are wearing Dian's livery. I have the honor to call your attention to another fact: to wit, that there are but twenty Procureurs Generaux at a time in all France, while there are some twenty thousand of you young men who aspire to that elevated position; that ...
— Father Goriot • Honore de Balzac
... girl, or two, or three— The more the merrier for my weathercock whim; And one shall be like Juno, large of limb And large of heart; and Venus one shall be, Golden, with eyes like the capricious sea; And my third sweetheart, Dian, shall be slim With a boy's slimness, flanks and bosom trim, The green, sharp apple of the ancient tree. With such a trinity to please each mood I should not find a summer day too long, With blood of purple ...
— The God of Love • Justin Huntly McCarthy
... was her mien, That sure the virgin goddess (had she been Aught but a virgin) must the guilt have seen. 'Tis said the nymphs saw all, and guessed aright: And now the moon had nine times lost her light, When Dian, fainting in the mid-day beams, Found a cool covert, and refreshing streams 80 That in soft murmurs through the forest flow'd, And a smooth bed of shining gravel show'd. A covert so obscure, and streams so clear, The goddess praised: ...
— The Poetical Works of Addison; Gay's Fables; and Somerville's Chase • Joseph Addison, John Gay, William Sommerville
... have told Of many a lovely dame that lived of old; And they have made me see those fatal charms Of Helen, which brought Troy so many harms; And lovely Venus, when she stood so white Close to her husband's forge in its red light. I have seen Dian's beauty in my dreams, When she had trained her looks in all the streams She crossed to Latmos and Endymion; And Cleopatra's eyes, that hour they shone The brighter for a pearl she drank to prove How poor it was compared ...
— Georgian Poetry 1918-19 • Various
... Dian Fuller was obviously in the process of packing when the screen summoned her. She looked into his face and said, surprised, "Why, Don, I thought you ...
— Medal of Honor • Dallas McCord Reynolds
... 'Or, look again, dim Dian's face Gleamed perfect through the attendant night; Were such not better than those holes Amid that ...
— Goblin Market, The Prince's Progress, and Other Poems • Christina Rossetti
... again, feet, hands, long and nervous, 'good working members,' etc. etc. None of this helps very much; too detailed. But he noticed how tall she was and how slim, save for a very beautiful bosom, too full for Dian's (he tells us), whom else she resembled; how she was straight as a birch-tree; how in walking it seemed as if her skirts clung about her knees. There was an air of mingled surprise and defiance about her; she was a silent girl. 'Fronted like Juno,' he appears to cry, 'shaped like Hebe, and like ...
— The Life and Death of Richard Yea-and-Nay • Maurice Hewlett
... bear Youths whole of heart and maidens fair, Let boys no blemishes impair, And girls of Dian sing! ...
— The Carmina of Caius Valerius Catullus • Caius Valerius Catullus
... still, through vales of Grecian fable, stray The classic forms of yore, And beauty smiles, new risen from the spray, And Dian weeps once more; Where every tongue in Smyrna's mart resounds; And Stamboul from the sea Lifts her tall minarets over burial-grounds Black ...
— The Complete Works of Whittier - The Standard Library Edition with a linked Index • John Greenleaf Whittier
... golden bow, And a quiver, hanging low, Full of arrows, that outbrave Dian's shafts, where, if he have Any head more sharp than other, With that first he strikes ...
— The Book of Humorous Verse • Various
... beyond the boy, See! see! that face of hope and joy, That regal front! those cheeks aglow! Thou needed'st but the crescent sheen, A quiver'd Dian to have been, 185 Thou lovely child of old ...
— The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Vol I and II • Samuel Taylor Coleridge
... would be lofty, they commence With some gay patch of cheap magnificence: Of Dian's altar and her grove we read, Or rapid streams meandering through the mead; Or grand descriptions of the river Rhine, Or watery bow, will take up many a line. All in their way good things, but not just now: You're happy at a cypress, we'll allow; But ...
— The Satires, Epistles, and Art of Poetry • Horace |
