The Concise Oxford Dictionary of Quotations (284 page)
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Authors: Elizabeth Knowles
1880–1964
I came through and I shall return.
on reaching Australia, 20 March 1942, having broken through Japanese lines en route from Corregidor
in
New York Times
21 March 1942
1881–1958
Love's a disease. But curable.
Crewe Train
(1926)
"Take my camel, dear," said my aunt Dot, as she climbed down from this animal on her return from High Mass.
The Towers of Trebizond
(1956)
1800–59
In order that he might rob a neighbour whom he had promised to defend, black men fought on the coast of Coromandel, and red men scalped each other by the Great Lakes of North America.
Biographical Essays
(1857) "Frederic the Great"
The gallery in which the reporters sit has become a fourth estate of the realm.
Essays Contributed to the Edinburgh Review
(1843) vol. 1 "Hallam"
The gigantic body, the huge massy face, seamed with the scars of disease, the brown coat, the black worsted stockings, the grey wig with the scorched foretop, the dirty hands, the nails bitten and pared to the quick.
Essays Contributed to the Edinburgh Review
(1843) vol. 1 "Samuel Johnson"
If men are to wait for liberty till they become wise and good in slavery, they may indeed wait for ever.
Essays Contributed to the Edinburgh Review
(1843) vol. 1 "Milton"
We know no spectacle so ridiculous as the British public in one of its periodical fits of morality.
Essays Contributed to the Edinburgh Review
(1843) vol. 1 "Moore's
Life of Lord Byron
"
On the day of the accession of George the Third, the ascendancy of the Whig party terminated; and on that day the purification of the Whig party began.
Essays Contributed to the Edinburgh Review
(1843) vol. 2 "William Pitt, Earl of Chatham"
Every schoolboy knows who imprisoned Montezuma, and who strangled Atahualpa.
Essays Contributed to the Edinburgh Review
(1843) vol. 3 "Lord Clive".
She [the Roman Catholic Church] may still exist in undiminished vigour when some traveller from New Zealand shall, in the midst of a vast solitude, take his stand on a broken arch of London Bridge to sketch the ruins of St Paul's.
Essays Contributed to the Edinburgh Review
(1843) vol. 3 "Von Ranke".
She [the Church of Rome] thoroughly understands what no other church has ever understood, how to deal with enthusiasts.
Essays Contributed to the Edinburgh Review
(1843) vol. 3 "Von Ranke"
It was a crime in a child to read by the bedside of a sick parent one of those beautiful collects which had soothed the griefs of forty generations of Christians.
History of England
vol. 1 (1849) ch. 2
The Puritan hated bear-baiting, not because it gave pain to the bear, but because it gave pleasure to the spectators.
History of England
vol. 1 (1849) ch. 2
The English Bible, a book which, if everything else in our language should perish, would alone suffice to show the whole extent of its beauty and power.
T. F. Ellis (ed.)
Miscellaneous Writings of Lord Macaulay
(1860) "John Dryden" (1828)
His imagination resembled the wings of an ostrich. It enabled him to run, though not to soar.
T. F. Ellis (ed.)
Miscellaneous Writings of Lord Macaulay
(1860) "John Dryden" (1828)
This province of literature is a debatable line. It lies on the confines of two distinct territories…It is sometimes fiction. It is sometimes theory.
of history
T. F. Ellis (ed.)
Miscellaneous Writings of Lord Macaulay
(1860) vol. 1 "History" (1828)
Till Skiddaw saw the fire that burned on Gaunt's embattled pile,
And the red glare on Skiddaw roused the burghers of Carlisle.
"The Armada" (1833)
And the Man of Blood was there, with his long essenced hair,
And Astley, and Sir Marmaduke, and Rupert of the Rhine.
"The Battle of Naseby" (1824)
The priest who slew the slayer,
And shall himself be slain.
Lays of Ancient Rome
(1842) "The Battle of Lake Regillus" st. 10
Let no man stop to plunder,
But slay, and slay, and slay;
The Gods who live for ever
Are on our side to-day.
Lays of Ancient Rome
(1842) "The Battle of Lake Regillus" st. 35
Lars Porsena of Clusium
By the nine gods he swore
That the great house of Tarquin
Should suffer wrong no more.
Lays of Ancient Rome
(1842) "Horatius" st. 1
And how can man die better
Than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers,
And the temples of his Gods?
Lays of Ancient Rome
(1842) "Horatius" st. 27
Now who will stand on either hand,
And keep the bridge with me?
Lays of Ancient Rome
(1842) "Horatius" st. 29
Then none was for a party;
Then all were for the state.
Lays of Ancient Rome
(1842) "Horatius" st. 32
But hark! the cry is Astur
And lo! the ranks divide,
And the great Lord of Luna
Comes with his stately stride.
Lays of Ancient Rome
(1842) "Horatius" st. 42
Was none who would be foremost
To lead such dire attack;
But those behind cried "Forward!"
And those before cried "Back!"
Lays of Ancient Rome
(1842) "Horatius" st. 50
Oh, Tiber! father Tiber
To whom the Romans pray,
A Roman's life, a Roman's arms,
Take thou in charge this day!
Lays of Ancient Rome
(1842) "Horatius" st. 59
And even the ranks of Tuscany
Could scarce forbear to cheer.
Lays of Ancient Rome
(1842) "Horatius" st. 60
Thank you, madam, the agony is abated.
aged four, having had hot coffee spilt over his legs
G. O. Trevelyan
Life and Letters of Lord Macaulay
(1876) ch. 1
