Author: Horace Smith
Cites
- Wythers (1)
- IN: Festivals, Games, and Amusements, Ancient and Modern (1831) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Yet in the vulgar this weak humour's bred, They'll sooner be with idle customs led Or fond opinions, such as they have store, Than learn of reason or of virtue's lore.
FROM: Of Weakness, (1622), Poem, UK
- Lucretius (1)
- IN: Festivals, Games, and Amusements, Ancient and Modern (1831) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: FLORIFERIS UT APES IN SALTIBUS OMNIA LIBANT.
FROM: Titi Lvcreti Cari de Rervm Natvra Liber Tertivs, (None), NULL, Italy
- Herrick (1)
- IN: Festivals, Games, and Amusements, Ancient and Modern (1831) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: I sing of festivals, and fairs, and plays.
FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
- Charles Lamb (1)
- IN: Brambletye House; Or, Cavaliers and Roundheads (1826) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Now universal England getteth drunk
For joy that Charles her monarch is restored ;
And she, that sometime wore a saintly mask,
The stale-grown vizor from her face doth pluck,
And -weareth now a suit of morrice-bells,
With which she jingling goes through all her towns and villages.
FROM: John Woodvil, (1802), Play, UK
- NULL (1)
- IN: The Tor Hill (1826) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Pugnacious, stern, arm'd cap-a-pie,
The paragon of chivalry, His spirit dances
To hear the trumpet's battling sound,
And bid his steel-clad charger bound
Amid the lances.
FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
- Thos. Moore (1)
- IN: The Tor Hill (1826) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis Dot the same Thro' joy and thro1 torments, thro* glory and shame ? I know uot, I ask not, if guilt 'sin that heart; I but know that X love thee, whatever thou art !" Thos.
FROM: Come, Rest in this Bosom, (1807), Poem, UK
- Edmund Spenser (1)
- IN: Walter Colyton (1830) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Now I pray thee, shepherd, tell it not forth, Here is a long tale, and little worth.
FROM: The Shepheardes Calender, (1579), Poem, UK
- Cato (1)
- IN: Walter Colyton (1830) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Remember, O my friends ! the laws, the rights, The generous plan of power delivered down, From age to age, by yonr renown'd forefathers : O let it never perish in your hands, But piously transmit it to your children !
FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL
- Queen Elizabeth (1)
- IN: Reuben Apsley (1827) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: “The doubt of future woes exiles my present joy, And wit me warns to shun such snares as threaten mine annoy. For falsehood now doth flow, and subject faith doth ebb, Which would not be if Reason ruled, or Wisdom weaved the web.”
FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
- William Shakespeare (1)
- IN: Reuben Apsley (1827) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Fie on ambition 1 Fie on myself that have a sword, and yet am ready to famish : These five days have I hid me in these woods, and durst not peep out, for all the country is laid for me.
FROM: Henry VI, (1591), Play, UK
- T. Moore (1)
- IN: Zillah (1828) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: “From thee and thy innocent beauty first came The revealings that taught him true love to adore, To feel the bright presence, and turn him with shame From the idols he darkly had knelt to before.”
FROM: When Cold in the Earth, (1807), Poem, UK
- VIRG. Georg. i. 10. (1)
- IN: Amarynthus, the Nympholept (1821) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Et vos agrestàm praesentia numina Fauni, Ferte simul Faunique pedem, Dryadesque puellae; Munera Vestra cano.
FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, Italy
- Pope (1)
- IN: Tales of the Early Ages (1832) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: “This not alone has shone on ages past, But lights the present.”
FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
- Moliere (1)
- IN: Gale Middleton (1833) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Mais, au moins, dites moi, madame, par quelle sort Votre Clitandre a l'heur de vous plaire si fort. Sur quel fonds de mérite et de vertu sublime Appuyez vous en lui l'honneur de votre estime ? Vous êtes-vous rendue avec tout le beau monde, Au mérite éclatant de sa perruque blonde ? Ou sa façon de rire et son ton de fausset Ont-ils de vous toucher su trouver le secret ?
FROM: Le Misanthrope, (1667), Play, France
- Dryden (1)
- IN: The Midsummer Medley (1832) Poetry, British
EPIGRAPH: It is a good thing to laugh at any rate; and if a straw can tickle a man, it is an instrument of happiness.
FROM: Parallel of Poetry and Painting, (1965), Essay, UK
- Charles Moore (1)
- IN: Adam Brown: The Merchant (1843) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: When novelty's the rage, and love of change, And things are doated on because they're strange, How shall he fare whose unaspiring hack Jogs on the broadway and the beaten track, Leaps o'er no moral fence, nor dares to prance In the wild regions of untried romance !
FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK