Author: Robert Parker

Cites

• Marlowe (1)
  • IN: Gunman's Rhapsody (2001) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Was this the face that launched a thousand ships And burned the topless towers of Ilium? Helen, make me immortal with a kiss…
    FROM: Faust, (1604), Play, UK
• Herman Melville (1)
  • IN: A Catskill Eagle (1985) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: And there is a Catskill eagle in some souls that can alike dive down into the blackest gorges, and soar out of them again and become invisible in the sunny spaces. And even if he forever flies within the gorge, that gorge is in the mountains; so that even in his lowest swoop the mountain eagle is still higher than the other birds upon the plain, even though they soar.
    FROM: Moby-Dick, (1851), Novel, US
• Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1)
  • IN: A Savage Place (1981) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery. But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover! A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e’er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
    FROM: Kubla Khan, (1816), Poem, UK
• William Butler Yeats (1)
  • IN: Ceremony (1982) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned…
    FROM: The Second Coming, (1920), Poem, Ireland
• NULL (1)
  • IN: Cold Service (2005) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: REVENGE IS A DISH BEST SERVED COLD.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL
• Robert Frost (1)
  • IN: Mortal Stakes (1975) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Only where love and need are one, And the work is play for mortal stakes, Is the deed ever really done For Heaven and the future’s sakes.
    FROM: Two Tramps in Mud Time, (1937), Poem, US
• John Keats (1)
  • IN: Pale Kings and Princes (1987) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: I saw pale kings and princes too, Pale warriors, death-pale were they all; Who cried—'La belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall.
    FROM: La Belle Dame sans Merci, (1819), Poem, UK
• William Shakespeare (1)
  • IN: Small Vices (1997) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Through tattered clothes small vices do appear; Robes and furred gowns hide all. Plate sin with gold, And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks; Arm it in rags, a pygmy's straw does pierce it.
    FROM: King Lear, (1608), Play, UK
• Robert Browning (1)
  • IN: Taming a Sea Horse (1986) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Nay, we'll go Together down, sir: Notice Neptune though, Taming a sea-horse, thought a rarity, Which Claus of Innsbruck cast in bronze for me!
    FROM: My Last Duchess, (1842), Poem, UK
• John Donne (1)
  • IN: Valediction (1984) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: like gold to airy thinness beat Dull sublunary lovers' love (Whose soul is sense) cannot admit Absence, because it doth remove Those things which elemented it.
    FROM: A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning, (1633), Poem, UK