"Whene'er" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... is a thing I say I hate In both myself and in my dearest friend, And yet whene'er I slyly watch and wait I find in some ...
— More Toasts • Marion Dix Mosher
... hero, cheers him three times three, For if there was a pioneer in Civilisation's host, It was the cheery-hearted chap who schemed the Penny Post. And when the croaking cravens, who are down on all Reform, And shout their ancient shibboleth, and raise their tea-pot storm, Whene'er there's talk of Betterment in any branch of State, And vent their venom on the Wise, their greed upon the Great, Punch says to his true countrymen, "Peace, peace, good friends—be still! Reform does not spell Ruin, lads. ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 98, January 18, 1890 • Various
... 'For me, whene'er all-conquering Death shall spread His wings around my unrepining head, I care not; tho' this face be seen no more, The world will pass as cheerful as before; Bright as before the day-star will appear, The fields as verdant, and the skies ...
— Life Of Johnson, Vol. 3 • Boswell, Edited by Birkbeck Hill
... "Bethink thee, then, whene'er thou com'st to me, From high emprise and noble toil to rest, My thoughts are weak and trivial, matched with thine, But the poor ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 2, Issue 12, October, 1858 • Various
... Whene'er with haggard eyes I view This dungeon that I'm rotting in, I think of those companions true Who studied with me at the U niversity of ...
— The Book of Humorous Verse • Various
... And I never shall hear (I well know it), one word Of that delicate idiom of Paris without Feeling morally sure, beyond question or doubt, By the wild way in which my heart inwardly flutter'd That my heart's native tongue to my heart had been utter'd And whene'er I hear French spoken as I approve I feel myself quietly ...
— Lucile • Owen Meredith
... his reign resign'd. Whene'er he heard her vocal tongue; And grief in slumbers sweet reclin'd, As on his ...
— Poetic Sketches • Thomas Gent
... Whene'er the foe advance to dare The onset, urged by hate and wrath, Still have they found, aghast with fear, ...
— War Poetry of the South • Various
... Cause," Creator, King, and Lord, The worm that breathed at Thy commanding word, And dies whene'er Thou wilt, presumptuous man, Has dared the mazes of Thy path to scan; Guided by reason's powerless rays alone, Would pierce the veil of mystery ...
— Heart Utterances at Various Periods of a Chequered Life. • Eliza Paul Kirkbride Gurney
... sun deal to thee— Nor like the phoenix in her flaming nest?' Yet nought avails this wise morality; No hand can save a suicide confessed. I know my doom; the truth I apprehend: But on the other side my traitorous heart Slays me whene'er to wisdom's words I bend. Between two deaths my lady stands apart: This death I dread; that none can comprehend. In this suspense body ...
— Sonnets • Michael Angelo Buonarroti & Tommaso Campanella
... as bold a wight As ever Old England bred; His armoure it is of the silver bright, And his coloure is ruby red; And whene'er on the bully ye calle, He is readye to give ye a falle; But if long in the battle with him ye be, Ye weaker are ye, and the stronger is he, For Syr ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Vol. 19, Issue 529, January 14, 1832 • Various
... loving will I die, oh happy day Whene'er it chanceth! but oh far more blessed If as about thy polished sides I stray, My bones within thy hollow grave might rest, Together should in heaven our spirits stay, Together should our bodies lie in chest; So happy death should join what life doth sever, 0 ...
— Jerusalem Delivered • Torquato Tasso
... U, The vowels we may call; W, Y, are vowels too, Whene'er they chance to fall To the end of syllable or word. And this we well may know That all the rest are consonants; Just ...
— Mother Truth's Melodies - Common Sense For Children • Mrs. E. P. Miller
... that word "Farewell!" As if 'twere friendship's final knell— Such fears may prove but vain: So changeful is life's fleeting day, Whene'er we sever, Hope may say, ...
— The Illustrated London Reading Book • Various
... the lords and ladies of honor Were plagued, awake and in bed; The queen she got them upon her, The maids were bitten and bled. And they did not dare to brush them, Or scratch them, day or night: We crack them and we crush them, At once, whene'er they bite. ...
— Faust • Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
... had the blow Escaped my hand before a swift remorse, Swift but too late, fell terrible upon me. From that hour still the sanguinary ghost By day and night, and ever horrible, Hath moved before mine eyes. Whene'er I turn I see its bleeding footsteps trace the path That I must follow; at table, on the throne, It sits beside me; on my bitter pillow If e'er it chance I close mine eyes in sleep, The specter—fatal vision!—instantly ...
— Modern Italian Poets • W. D. Howells
... heart doth yearn Reluctantly Sir Knight I give thee; Whene'er it please thee to return Most gladly ...
— Axel Thordson and Fair Valborg - a ballad • Thomas J. Wise
... A thousand various wishes. For, oh! that form so heavenly fair, Those languid eyes so sweetly smiling, That artless blush, and modest air, So artfully beguiling! [2] Thy every look and every grace So charms whene'er I view thee, Till death o'ertake me in the chase Still will my hopes pursue thee; Then when my tedious hours are past Be this last blessing given, Low at thy feet to breathe my last, And die in ...
— Quaint Gleanings from Ancient Poetry • Edmund Goldsmid
... Learned of every bird its language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How they built their nests in summer, Where they hid themselves in winter, Talked with them whene'er he met them, Called them ...
— The Child and Childhood in Folk-Thought • Alexander F. Chamberlain
... descending, swiftly sped Stern Conrad down, nor once he turned his head; But shrunk whene'er the windings of his way Forced on his eye what he would not survey, His lone, but lovely dwelling on the steep, That hailed him first when homeward from the deep: 510 And she—the dim and melancholy Star, Whose ray of Beauty reached him from afar, On her he must ...
— The Works Of Lord Byron, Vol. 3 (of 7) • Lord Byron
... Dance foretells that Couple's Life, Who mean to dance as Man and Wife; As here, they'll first with Vigour set, Give Hands, and turn whene'er they meet; But soon will quit their former Track, Cast off and end in ...
— The Merry-Thought: or the Glass-Window and Bog-House Miscellany - Parts 2, 3 and 4 • Hurlo Thrumbo (pseudonym)
... wi' little, and cantie wi' mair, Whene'er I forgather wi' sorrow and care, I gie them a skelp as they're creepin' alang, Wi' a cog o' gude swats, ...
— Robert Burns • Principal Shairp
... watched the scornful smile And heard thy withering tone Whene'er the Christian's humble hope Was placed above thine own. I've heard thee speak of coming death Without a shade of gloom, And laugh at all the childish fears That cluster ...
— The Christian Foundation, June, 1880
... a patron, gracious Heaven! whene'er My unwash'd follies call for penance drear: But when more hideous guilt this heart infects, Instead of fiery coals upon my pate, O let a titled patron be my fate;— That fierce compendium of Egyptian pests! Right reverend dean, right honourable squire, ...
— Literary Remains (1) • Coleridge
... a certain woman who is reckoned with the good, But she fills me with more terror than a raging lion could. The little chills run up and down my spine whene'er we meet, Though she seems a gentle creature and she's very trim ...
— The Kingdom of Love - and Other Poems • Ella Wheeler Wilcox
... speaks to soul, eye speaks to eye, And mind by mind is read; The heart bounds in sweet ecstasy Whene'er a light is shed, That shines to illume a cherished thought That seemed to dwell alone, But on through years has nobly sought ...
— Our Profession and Other Poems • Jared Barhite
... whispers could he often hear without. Fresh unctions were applied; His wounds soon healed. Whene'er he groaned swift flew she to his side: At other times the maiden lay concealed. At last she brought the news ...
— Rowena & Harold - A Romance in Rhyme of an Olden Time, of Hastyngs and Normanhurst • Wm. Stephen Pryer
... Whene'er mine eyes do my Amelia greet It is with such emotion As when, in childhood, turning a dim street, I first beheld the ocean. There, where the little, bright, surf-breathing town, That shew'd me first her beauty and the sea, ...
— The Victories of Love - and Other Poems • Coventry Patmore
... comes it brings good cheer, And when it's gone it's no longer near. May luck attend the milking-pail, Yule logs and cakes in plenty be, May each blow of the thrashing-flail Produce good frumenty. And let the Wassail Cup abound, Whene'er ...
— The Peace Egg and Other tales • Juliana Horatia Ewing
... gaze on her is sweet delight: 'T is heaven whene'er she 's in my sight, But when she's gone, 't is endless night— All ...
— Janice Meredith • Paul Leicester Ford
... Whene'er he heard, As oft he did, of joy and happiness, And great prosperity, and rising worth, 'Twas like a wave of wormwood o'er his soul Rolling ...
— Quit Your Worrying! • George Wharton James
... with language harsh and high, Accused the Steel of cruelty In striking her with all his might, Whene'er he wanted fire and light. The Steel the imputation spurned, And with such warmth the contest burned That both, at last, agreed to slip Their contract of companionship. "Good-by then, madame," said the one; "And since my company you shun, And to continue with me, doubt, We'll see what use you are ...
— The Talking Beasts • Various
... laurels, he runs on the grass, He sings when you tinkle the musical glass; Whene'er you are happy and cannot tell why, The Friend of the Children is sure to ...
— The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition Vol. 14 (of 25) • Robert Louis Stevenson
... what is he? a man Who speaks, 'mong many falsehoods, but few truths, Whene'er chance leads him to speak true; when false, The prophet is ...
— Woman in the Ninteenth Century - and Kindred Papers Relating to the Sphere, Condition - and Duties, of Woman. • Margaret Fuller Ossoli
... the men swear. "It did rain to-morrow," is growing good grammar; Vauxhall and camp-stools have been brought to the hammer; A pony-gondola is all I can keep, And I use my umbrella and pattens in sleep: Row out of my window, whene'er 'tis my whim To visit a friend, and just ask, ...
— Our Village • Mary Russell Mitford
... with his head high held As though it bore the Blessed Sacrament; Chief Shepherd of the Saviour's flock on earth. Tall was the man, and swift; white-haired; with eye Starlike and voice a trumpet clear that pealed God's Benediction o'er the city and globe; Yea, and whene'er his palm he lifted, still Blessing before it ran. Upon my head He laid both hands, and "Win," he said, "to Christ One realm the more!" Moreover, to my charge Relics he gave, unnumbered, without price; And when those ...
— The Legends of Saint Patrick • Aubrey de Vere
... Thanks, dear Lopez. (Takes his hand) In friendship lies the joy superlative, And nearest Heaven. We touch God's hand whene'er We clasp a friend's. ... But now we ...
— Semiramis and Other Plays - Semiramis, Carlotta And The Poet • Olive Tilford Dargan
... undivided praise, It may not be while yet these hypocrites Have ovens for their bread and flowing springs To slake their thirst! I will at once put off My homeward journey, and I promise you That I will take them living, and henceforth Before my castle shall they lie in chains And bay like hounds whene'er I come or go, Since, as it seems, they ...
— The German Classics of The Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, Vol. IX - Friedrich Hebbel and Otto Ludwig • Various
... from rivers, heat from sun, and spray From waves of ocean, eater-out of walls Around the coasts. Nor ever cease to flit The varied voices, sounds athrough the air. Then too there comes into the mouth at times The wet of a salt taste, when by the sea We roam about; and so, whene'er we watch The wormword being mixed, its bitter stings. To such degree from all things is each thing Borne streamingly along, and sent about To every region round; and nature grants Nor rest nor respite of the onward ...
— Of The Nature of Things • [Titus Lucretius Carus] Lucretius
... sought, and so soon caught As if for him Knowledge had rather sought; Nor did more learning ever crowded lie In such a short mortality. Whene'er the skilful youth discoursed or writ, Still did the notions throng About his eloquent tongue; Nor could his ink flow faster ...
— Book of English Verse • Bulchevy
... brag about the sweetness of their song, Nor do they stop their music gay whene'er a poor man comes along. God taught them how to sing an' when they'd learned the art He sent them here To use their talents day by day the dreary lives o' men to cheer. An' rich or poor an' sad or gay, the ugly an' the fair to see, ...
— The Path to Home • Edgar A. Guest
... a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went ...
— The Vicar of Wakefield • Oliver Goldsmith
... the pain was vile, No more he grinned, Sir Crocodile, (And he'd a most engaging smile Whene'er ...
— Mouser Cats' Story • Amy Prentice
... Temper, when out o'th' Trading City; in it, I forc'd my Nature to a dull slovenly Gravity, which well enough deceiv'd the busy Block-heads; my Clothes and Equipage I lodg'd at this End of the Town, where I still pass'd for something better than I was, whene'er I pleas'd to change the ...
— The Works of Aphra Behn - Volume IV. • Aphra Behn
... lass, but ye may think, Because ye hae the name o' clink, That ye can please me at a wink, Whene'er ye like to try. O Tibbie, I hae ...
— Poems And Songs Of Robert Burns • Robert Burns
... poets plunge "in medias res"[23] (Horace makes this the heroic turnpike road), And then your hero tells, whene'er you please, What went before—by way of episode, While seated after dinner at his ease, Beside his mistress in some soft abode, Palace, or garden, paradise, or cavern, Which serves the happy couple ...
— The Works of Lord Byron, Volume 6 • Lord Byron
... sciatics, martyr'd with the stone, Will any mortal let himself alone? See Ward by batter'd beaux invited over, And desperate misery lays hold on Dover. The case is easier in the mind's disease; There all men may be cured, whene'er they please. Would ye be blest? despise low joys, low gains; 60 Disdain whatever Cornbury[138] disdains; Be virtuous, and ...
— The Poetical Works Of Alexander Pope, Vol. 1 • Alexander Pope et al
... kingly Wallenstein, whene'er he falls, Will drag a world to ruin down with him; And as a ship that in the midst of ocean Catches fire, and shiv'ring springs into the air, And in a moment scatters between sea and sky The crew it bore, so will ...
— The Life of Friedrich Schiller - Comprehending an Examination of His Works • Thomas Carlyle
... Whene'er a thrifty matron this idle maid espied, She shook her head in warning, and scarce her wrath could hide; For girls were made for housewives, for spinning-wheel and loom, And not to drink the sunshine and wild ...
— Poems Teachers Ask For • Various
... work, or hushed the jocund song To do him homage. None in all the land But felt the blessings that his potent hand Had widely wrought; remote were they and few But that his face and stately presence knew. Where'er his many wanderings led, he heard In field or household no unwelcome word; Whene'er he came, though bread and wine were spent, He saw no frown nor look ...
— The New England Magazine Volume 1, No. 6, June, 1886, Bay State Monthly Volume 4, No. 6, June, 1886 • Various
... best informed man of his year. His fellow candidates remember even now his appearance during scholarship week. Like David, he was ruddy of countenance, like Saul he towered head and shoulders above the rest, and a mass of fair hair fell over his forehead. Whene'er he took his walks abroad he wore a large soft hat, and a large soft scarf, and carried a stick that ...
— Side Lights • James Runciman
... I lo'e our auld Scots sangs, The mournfu' and the gay; They charm'd me by a mither's knee, In bairnhood's happy day: And even yet, though owre my pow The snaws of age are flung, The bluid loups joyfu' in my veins Whene'er ...
— The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume V. - The Songs of Scotland of the Past Half Century • Various
... cam' on at last, As it to a' is comin'; And may it be, whene'er it fa's, Nae waur to others than it was To ...
— The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume IV. - The Songs of Scotland of the Past Half Century • Various
... master so deceiv'd, He was the best of curs believ'd. The flock was trusted to his care, Whene'er the shepherd was not there. And in the house, a favored guest, He always fed upon the best. The treacherous guard his charge betray'd And on the sheep in secret prey'd. The master, when the crime was prov'd, With double indignation mov'd, About ...
— Aesop, in Rhyme - Old Friends in a New Dress • Marmaduke Park
... He was a Goop if there ever was one! Slapped his small sister whene'er he could reach her, Muddied the carpet, made mouths at the preacher, Talked back to his mother whenever she chid, Always did otherwise than he was bid; Gunther Augustus Agricola Gunn, Manners he ...
— The Camp Fire Girls at School • Hildegard G. Frey
... streets, They always salute us with unction; And still the old cry some one will repeat— "It's only nine miles to the Junction!" Three cheers for the warm hearted Rhode Island boys, May each be true to his function; And whene'er we meet, let us each other greet, With "Only nine ...
— History of Company F, 1st Regiment, R.I. Volunteers, during the Spring and Summer of 1861 • Charles H. Clarke
... Whene'er this stone, now hid beneath the lake, The horse shall trample, or the plough shall break, Then, O my country! shalt thou groan distrest, Grief swell thine eyes, and terrour chill thy breast. Thy streets with violence of woe shall ...
— The Works of Samuel Johnson, Vol. 6 - Reviews, Political Tracts, and Lives of Eminent Persons • Samuel Johnson
... kings may be excluded, or deposed, Whene'er you cry religion to the crowd; That doctrine makes rebellion orthodox, And subjects must be traitors, ...
— The Works Of John Dryden, Vol. 7 (of 18) - The Duke of Guise; Albion and Albanius; Don Sebastian • John Dryden
... sail Shall, whene'er the winds increase, Seizing each propitious gale, Waft thee to ...
— Lives of the Poets: Gay, Thomson, Young, and Others • Samuel Johnson
... brother of the bride, on a charger you should ride; A Councillor of State you should be; Whene'er you lift your voice, The judgment halls rejoice, And the earth quakes with ...
— The Women of the Arabs • Henry Harris Jessup
... note the astrologic signs of heaven, Whene'er the goats or scorpions of great Jove, Or other monstrous names of brutal forms, Rise in the zodiac; but not one regards The sensible facts of earth, on which we tread, While ...
— Cicero's Tusculan Disputations - Also, Treatises On The Nature Of The Gods, And On The Commonwealth • Marcus Tullius Cicero
... and opens loudly, now you're great. Poor fools! they take the stripe, draw on the shoe, And hear folks asking, "Who's that fellow? who?" Just as a man with Barrus's disease, His one sole care a lady's eye to please, Whene'er he walks abroad, sets on the fair To con him over, leg, face, teeth, and hair; So he that undertakes to hold in charge Town, country, temples, all the realm at large, Gives all the world a title to enquire The antecedents of his dam or sire. "What? you to twist men's necks or scourge them, you, ...
— The Satires, Epistles, and Art of Poetry • Horace
... sure, Or she'd not look so hungry, And ragged, and poor. "Let me give her an apple; She wants one, I know; A nice, large, red apple— O! do not say no." First a kiss to the lips Of her generous boy, Mamma gave with a feeling Of exquisite joy— For goodness, whene'er In a child it is seen, Gives joy to the heart Of a mother, I ween— And then led her out, where, Still stood by the door, A poor little beggar-girl, Ragged all o'er. "Please ma'am, I am hungry," The little ...
— No and Other Stories Compiled by Uncle Humphrey • Various
... the whiteness of the skin. His awful presence did the crowd surprise, Nor durst the rash spectator meet his eyes, Eyes that confess'd him born for kingly sway, So fierce, they flash'd intolerable day. His age in nature's youthful prime appear'd, And just began to bloom his yellow beard. Whene'er he spoke, his voice was heard around, Loud as a trumpet, with a silver sound; A laurel wreath'd his temples, fresh and green, And myrtle sprigs, the marks of love, were mix'd between. Upon his fist he bore, for his delight, An eagle well reclaim'd, ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 57, No. 356, June, 1845 • Various
... stared On that dark face and matted beard Their glee and game declined. All gazed at length in silence drear, Unbroke, save when in comrade's ear Some yeoman, wondering in his fear, Thus whispered forth his mind:- "Saint Mary! saw'st thou e'er such sight? How pale his cheek, his eye how bright, Whene'er the firebrand's fickle light Glances beneath his cowl! Full on our lord he sets his eye; For his best palfrey, would not ...
— Marmion: A Tale of Flodden Field • Walter Scott
... unwise In echoing your eyes Whene'er they leave their far-off gaze, and turn To melt and blur my sight; For every other light Is servile to your cloud-grey eyes, ...
— Flint and Feather • E. Pauline Johnson
... sir, what you insinuate you prove, All obstacles of promise you remove; For all engagements to a man must fall, Whene'er that man is proved no man ...
— Miscellanies, Volume 2 (from Works, Volume 12) • Henry Fielding
... may serve for the lover's closing lay, To be sung 'neath a summer sky; But give to me the lips that say The honest words, "Good-bye!" "Adieu! adieu!" may greet the ear, In the guise of courtly speech: But when we leave the kind and dear, 'Tis not what the soul would teach. Whene'er we grasp the hands of those We would have forever nigh, The flame of Friendship bursts and glows In the ...
— The World's Best Poetry, Volume 3 - Sorrow and Consolation • Various
... built his tower; and, as the story tells, A fragrance rare bewitched the air whene'er they rang ...
— Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. XVII. No. 101. May, 1876. • Various
... day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play; And could I ever keep awake With me ...
— The Children's Garland from the Best Poets • Various
... world perfection calls, * Drunk with the viper poison foes appals, Cuts lively, burns the blood whene'er it falls; * And picks up gems from ...
— The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, Volume 7 • Richard F. Burton
... give thee thanks For this kind warning. Yes, I'll be a man; And charge thee, Pierre, whene'er thou seest my fears Betray me less, to rip this heart of mine Out of my breast, and show it for a coward's. Come, let's be gone, for from this hour I chase All little thoughts, all tender human follies Out of my bosom. Vengeance shall ...
— Venice Preserved - A Tragedy • Thomas Otway
... what was no concern of mine, I should to thee have paid no heed, For while I humour this, that one to please I don't succeed! Act as thy wish may be! go, come whene'er thou list; 'tis naught to me. Sorrow or joy, without limit or bound, to indulge thou art free! What is this hazy notion about relatives distant or close? For what purpose have I for all these days racked my heart ...
— Hung Lou Meng, Book I • Cao Xueqin
... wha this tale o' truth shall read, Ilk man and mother's son, take heed: Whene'er to drink you are inclined, Or cutty sarks run in your mind, Think, ye may buy the joys o'er dear— Remember ...
— Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern, Vol. 7 • Various
... and grabs the fork, Whene'er he carves the duck, And won't allow a soul to talk Until he carves the duck. The fork is jabbed into the sides, Across the breast the knife he slides, While every careful person hides From flying ...
— Poems Teachers Ask For, Book Two • Various
... be By thy son thus graced, and thee, That whene'er I woo, I find Virgins coy, but not unkind. Let me, when I kiss a maid, Taste her lips, so overlaid With love's sirop, that I may In your temple, when I pray, Kiss the altar, and confess There's in love ...
— A Selection From The Lyrical Poems Of Robert Herrick • Robert Herrick
... litigious Jarr, Belov'd by, all not vainly popular: Whate'er Assistance I had power to bring T'oblige my Country, or to serve my King, Whene'er they call'd, I'd readily afford, My Tongue, My Pen, my Counsel, or my Sword. Law-suit I'd shun with as much Studious Care; As I wou'd Dens where hungry Lyons are; An rather put up injuries than be A Plague to him, who'd be a plague to me. I value Quiet at a Price too great, To give for my Revenge ...
— The Pleasures of a Single Life, or, The Miseries Of Matrimony • Anonymous
... well it shews How wide and far your bounty flows: Then why from me withhold your beams? Unvisited of heav'nly dreams, Whene'er I aim at heights sublime, Still downward am I call'd to seek some ...
— Poems, &c. (1790) • Joanna Baillie
... Whene'er I take my walks abroad How many quills I see. But as they are not porkupines They never come ...
— New Chronicles of Rebecca • Kate Douglas Wiggin
... conquered running Foes. Their Fortresses are Magazines of Death, Which we can quickly turn against themselves; And when they're driven to their destin'd Bounds, Their Love of Gain will soon renew their Trade. The heartless French, whene'er they see us conquer, Will join their little Force to help us on. Nay, many of their own brave trusty Soldiers, In Hope of Gain, will give us their Assistance; For Gain's their great Commander, and will lead them Where their brave Generals cannot force their ...
— Ponteach - The Savages of America • Robert Rogers
... Blooming, withering in an hour, Ere thy gentle breast sustain Latest, fiercest, mortal pain, Hear a suppliant! Let me be Partner in thy destiny: That whene'er the fatal cloud Must thy radiant temples shroud; When deadly damps, impending now, Shall hover round thy destin'd brow, Diffusive may their influence be, And with the ...
— Hetty Wesley • Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch
... Whene'er your vitality Is feeble in quality, And you fear a fatality May end the strife, Then Dr. Joe Dickson Is the man I would fix on For putting new wicks on The ...
— Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. 26, September 1880 • Various
... still, whene'er the good and just Close the dim eye on life and pain, Heaven watches o'er their sleeping dust Till the pure spirit ...
— Poetical Works of William Cullen Bryant - Household Edition • William Cullen Bryant
... fain would guess its mystery— For often I can trace A fellow dreamer's history Whene'er it haunts the face; Your fancy's running ...
— Songs of Friendship • James Whitcomb Riley
... and to kiss Thy lovely, long-forsaken cheeks; To smooth thy flowing silver locks And bind about thy snowy neck A necklace golden studded full With rarest gems and shining pearls. Our eyes, though sometimes dimmed with tears, In purer lustre sparkle forth Whene'er they fall agaze on thee! Our ears attuned to thy sweet lay Catch every flowing, cadent note And bear it ever safe within Our rapturous hearts, which gladly leap Whene'er thy name is called! Deep in our souls the quenchless fire Of love full brightly ...
— The Sylvan Cabin - A Centenary Ode on the Birth of Lincoln and Other Verse • Edward Smyth Jones
... I lived to sigh, Thou wert in Avon, and a thousand rills, Beautiful Orb! and so, whene'er I lie Trodden, thou wilt be gazing from thy hills. Blest be thy loving light, where'er it spills, And blessed thy fair face, O Mother mild! Still shine, the soul of rivers as they run, Still lend thy ...
— The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood • Thomas Hood
... Whene'er she moves there are fresh beauties stirred; As the sunned bosom of a humming-bird At each pant shows some fiery hue, Burns gold, intensest green or blue: ...
— The Germ - Thoughts towards Nature in Poetry, Literature and Art • Various
... When peevishness and spleen succeed. Say, Stella, when you copy next, Will you keep strictly to the text? Dare you let these reproaches stand, And to your failing set your hand? Or, if these lines your anger fire, Shall they in baser flames expire? Whene'er they burn, if burn they must, They'll prove ...
— Poems (Volume II.) • Jonathan Swift
... the rosy cheek! Whene'er to thee I raise my hands Upon the mountain's breezy peak, Or on the yellow ...
— Poems • Sir John Carr
... With friars and abbots to cope, By a nod, if you please, you can make me a Prior— By a word you render me Pope. If you'd eat, I'm a Crab; if you'd cut, I'm your Steel, As sharp as you'd get from the cutler; I'm your Cotton whene'er you're in want of a reel, And your livery carry, as Butler. I'll ever rest your debtor If you'll answer my first letter; Or must, alas, eternity Witness your taciturnity? Speak—and oh! speak quickly Or else I shall grow ...
— The Purcell Papers - Volume I. (of III.) • Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu
... mighty soul was fir'd. The well swoln ties an equal homage claim, And either shoulder has its share of fame; His sumptuous watch-case, tho' conceal'd it lies, Like a good conscience, solid joy supplies. He only thinks himself (so far from vain!) Stanhope in wit, in breeding Deloraine. Whene'er, by seeming chance, he throws his eye On mirrors that reflect his Tyrian dye, With how sublime a transport leaps his heart! But fate ordains that dearest friends must part. In active measures, brought from France, he wheels, And ...
— The Poetical Works of Edward Young, Volume 2 • Edward Young
... came cawing through the air To pluck the Pilgrims' corn, The bears came snuffing round the door Whene'er a babe was born, The rattlesnakes were bigger round Than the but of the old rams horn The deacon blew at meeting ...
— The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes, Complete • Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
... dread my daily chore, I used to think it tough When mother at the kitchen door Said I'd not chopped enough. And on her baking days, I know, I shirked whene'er I could In that now happy long ago When ...
— Just Folks • Edgar A. Guest
... my work: which not Jove's ire Can make undone, nor sword nor time nor fire. Whene'er that day, whose only powers extend Against this body, my brief life shall end, Still in my better portion evermore Above the stars undying shall I soar. My name shall never die; but through all time Whenever Rome shall reach a conquer'd clime, There, in that people's tongue, shall this ...
— My Life as an Author • Martin Farquhar Tupper
... This step to use I condescend Whene'er I choose To serve a friend. What it implies ...
— The Complete Plays of Gilbert and Sullivan - The 14 Gilbert And Sullivan Plays • William Schwenk Gilbert and Arthur Sullivan
... thee, whene'er the sun his beams O'er ocean flings; I think of thee, whene'er the moonlight gleams ...
— The German Classics of The Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, • Editor-in-Chief: Kuno Francke
... the naive and blithe Beatrice in her jaunty yachting suit, but no coquetry shone from the depths of her azure eyes. Little Less, their jocund confidante and courier (and who was as sagacious as a spaniel), always attended them on these occasions, and whene'er they rambled through the woodland paths. While the band played strains from Beethoven Mendelssohn, Bach and others, they promenaded the long corridors of the hotel. And one evening, as Beatrice lighted the ...
— 1001 Questions and Answers on Orthography and Reading • B. A. Hathaway
... stray Whene'er the sward is green, Round your mementos grey, And haunts the mouldering scene; And lovely in repose, At sunset's gorgeous close, Your holy walls seem blending With purple light descending Upon ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Vol. 17, No. - 482, March 26, 1831 • Various
... whispered Cuddie to his parent, "e'en sae! I kend we wad be put to our travels again whene'er ye suld get three words spoken to an end. I was sure that wad be the ...
— Old Mortality, Complete, Illustrated • Sir Walter Scott
... eye, and mild of mien Walks forth of marriage yonder gentle queen; What chaste sobriety whene'er she speaks, What glad content sits smiling on her cheeks, What plans of goodness in that bosom glow, What prudent care is throned upon her brow, What tender truth in all she does or says, What pleasantness and peace in all her ways! For ever blooming on that cheerful face, Home's best affections ...
— The Wedding Guest • T.S. Arthur
... she of her own. My hope! my joy! my Genevieve! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that ...
— Coleridge's Ancient Mariner and Select Poems • Samuel Taylor Coleridge
... now I am—a few days hence I shall not be; I fain would look before And after, but can neither do; some Power Or lack of power says "no" to all I would. I stand upon a wide and sunless plain, Nor chart nor steel to guide my steps aright. Whene'er, o'ercoming fear, I dare to move, I grope without direction and by chance. Some feign to hear a voice and feel a hand That draws them ever upward thro' the gloom. But I—I hear no voice and touch no hand, Tho' oft thro' silence infinite I list, ...
— The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar • Paul Laurence Dunbar
... Whene'er my heart love's warmth but entertains, Oh frost! oh snow! oh hail! forbid the banes. One drop now deads a spark, but if the same Once gets a force, floods cannot quench the flame. Rather than love, let me be ever lost, Or let me 'gender ...
— The Hesperides & Noble Numbers: Vol. 1 and 2 • Robert Herrick
... mother That has a restless wean, A wee stumpy bairnie, Heard whene'er he's seen— That has a battle aye with sleep Before he'll close his e'e; But a kiss from off his rosy lips ...
— The Short-story • William Patterson Atkinson
... cloud and wave, O Daedalus, my father, steering forth To friendly Samos, or the Carian shore! But me the spaces of the upper heaven Attract, the height, the freedom, and the joy. For now, from that dark treachery escaped, And tasting power which was the lust of youth, Whene'er the white blades of the sea-gull's wings Flashed round the headland, or the barbed files Of cranes returning clanged across the sky, No half-way flight, no errand incomplete I purpose. Not, as once in dreams, with pain I mount, ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Vol. VI.,October, 1860.—No. XXXVI. - A Magazine Of Literature, Art, And Politics • Various
... sipped a rich man's sparkling wine, His silverware I've handled. I've placed these battered legs of mine 'Neath tables gayly candled. I dine on rare and costly fare Whene'er good fortune lets me, But there's no meal that can compare With those ...
— A Heap o' Livin' • Edgar A. Guest
... interrupt my dreams!" Fate, moved by such a prayer, Sent him a currier's load to bear, Whose hides so heavy and ill-scented were, They almost choked the foolish beast. "I wish me with my former lord," he said: "For then, whene'er he turn'd his head, If on the watch, I caught A cabbage-leaf, which cost me nought. But, in this horrid place, I find No chance or windfall of the kind;— Or if, indeed, I do, The cruel blows I rue." ...
— A Hundred Fables of La Fontaine • Jean de La Fontaine
... all beasts he learned the language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How the beavers built their lodges, Where the squirrels hid their acorns, How the reindeer ran so swiftly, Why the rabbit was so timid, Talked with them whene'er he met them, Called ...
— Story Hour Readers Book Three • Ida Coe and Alice J. Christie |
