Author: R. D. Blackmore

Cites

• NULL (1)
  • IN: Lorna Doone (1869) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Not for me the land of Pelops, not for me a pile of gold, Be it to posses, not to surpass the winds in speed! But beneath this rock I'll sing, and those within my arms unfold, While I watch my sheep together toward Silican waters feed.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, Greece?
• Soph. (1)
  • IN: Alice Lorraine (1875) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: οὕτως ἔχει σοι ταῦτα, καὶ δείξεις τάχα, εἴτ’ εὐγενὴς πέφυκας, εἴτ’ ἐσθλῶν κακή.
    FROM: Ant., (None), NULL, NULL
• Seneca (1)
  • IN: Lorna Doone (1869) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Not for me the land of Pelops, not for me a pile of gold Be it to possess, nor to surpass the winds in speed; But beneath this rock I'll sing, and thee within my arms enfold, While I watch my sheep together toward Silican waters feed.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL
• William Shakespeare (1)
  • IN: Cradock Nowell (1866) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: You have said: whether wisely or no, let the forest judge.
    FROM: As You Like It, Act III. Sc. 2., (1623), Play, UK