"Dispart" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... its hand to the plow and then turns back; they went earnestly on with their banishments and executions, paying particular attention to the Separatists, but keeping plenty in hand for the Puritans also.—The Separatists, it may be observed, were so called because their aim was to dispart themselves entirely from the orthodox communion; the Puritans were willing to remain in the fold, but had it in mind to purify it, by degrees, from the defilement which they held it to have contracted. The former would not in the least particular make friends with the mammon ...
— The History of the United States from 1492 to 1910, Volume 1 • Julian Hawthorne
... time, and tears, The deeds of heroes and the crimes of kings Dispart us; and the river of events Has, for an age of years, to east and west More widely borne our cradles. Thou to me Art foreign, as when seamen at the dawn Descry a land far off, and know not which. So I approach uncertain; so I cruise Round thy mysterious islet, and behold Surf and great mountains ...
— The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition Vol. 14 (of 25) • Robert Louis Stevenson
... rest, O my beauty, my brightest, But a barrier lies ever between us. So fierce are the fates and so mighty —I feel it—that rule to their rede. Ah, nearer I would be, and nigher, Till nought should be left to dispart us, —The wielder of Skofnung the wonder, And the wearer of sheen from ...
— The Life and Death of Cormac the Skald • Unknown
... the distance of the object must be so large compared to the diameter of the mirror that the play of the flash shall appear truly circular and exactly like a faint sun (see preceding paragraph): secondly, be careful to bring the eye to the very edge of the mirror; there should be as little "dispart" as possible, as artillerymen would say. Unless these cautions be attended to very strictly, the flash will never be seen at ...
— The Art of Travel - Shifts and Contrivances Available in Wild Countries • Francis Galton
... Lie still, for the wind on the warm seas dozes, And the wind is unquieter yet than thou art. Does a thought in thee still as a thorn's wound smart? Does the fang still fret thee of hope deferred? What bids the lips of thy sleep dispart? Only the song ...
— The Home Book of Verse, Vol. 2 (of 4) • Various |
