Author: Matthew Arnold

Cited by

• Anne Greenwood Brown (1)
  • IN: Promise Bound (2014) Fantasy, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Listen! you hear the grating roar / Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, / At their return, up the high strand, / Begin, and cease, and then again begin, / With tremulous cadence slow, and bring / The eternal note of sadness in.
    FROM: Dover Beach, (1867), Poem, UK
• John Lescroart (1)
  • IN: The First Law (2003) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept by confused alarums of struggle and flight Where ignorant armies clash by night.
    FROM: Dover Beach, (1867), Poem, UK
• Beatriz Williams (1)
  • IN: A Hundred Summers (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Ah, love, let us be true To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain, And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night.
    FROM: Dover Beach, (1867), Poem, UK
• O' Farrell, Maggie (1)
  • IN: The Hand that First Held Mine (2010) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: And we forget because we must.
    FROM: Absence, (1857), Poem, UK
• Minette Walters (2)
  • IN: Dark Room (1995) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: And we forget because we must And not because we will
    FROM: "Absence", (1852), Poem, UK
  • IN: The Dark Room (1996) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: And we forget because we must And not because we will.
    FROM: "Abscence", (None), Poem, UK
• A. L. Kennedy (1)
  • IN: Serious Sweet (2016) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: The endeavour, in all branches of knowledege, is to see the object as in itself it truly is.
    FROM: On Translating Homer, (1861), Book, UK
• Michael Ridpath (1)
  • IN: Shadows of War (2015) Thriller, Mystery, Suspense, Historical Fiction, War story, British
    EPIGRAPH: And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night.
    FROM: Dover Beach, (1867), Poem, UK
• W.D. Arnold (1)
  • IN: Oakfield; Or, Fellowship in the East (1854) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: "... he, within, Took measure of his soul, and knew its strength, And by that silent knowledge, day by day, Was calm'd, ennobled, comforted, sustain'd. "
    FROM: Mycerinus, (1849), Poem, UK
• Timothy Mo (2)
  • IN: Pure (2012) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Girl! nimble with thy feet, not with thy hands! Curled minion, dancer, coiner of sweet words! Fight; let me hear thy hateful voice no more!
    FROM: Sohrab and Rustum, (1853), Poem, UK
• John Updike (1)
  • IN: Villages (2004) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Ah, love, let us be true To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain...
    FROM: "Dover Beach", (1867), Poem, UK
• Laurie R. King (1)
  • IN: Dreaming Spies (2015) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: . . . that sweet city with her dreaming spires . . .
    FROM: Thyrsis: A Monody, to Commemorate the Author's Friend, Arthur Hugh Clough, (None), Poem, UK
• Thomas E. Kennedy (1)
  • IN: Kerrigan in Copenhagen (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: . . . the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain; And we are here as on a darkling plain . . .
    FROM: Dover Beach, (1867), Poem, UK
• Omar Khayyam (1)
  • IN: The Quatrains of Omar Khayyam (1859) Poetry, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: ............. "A mind Not wholly clear, nor wholly blind. Too keen to rest, too weak to find, That travails sore, and brings forth wind."
    FROM: A Nameless Epitaph, (1867), Poem, NULL