CYCLOPEDIA OF POETICAL QUOTATIONS. ABIDE-ABODE. WHILE lions war, and battle for their dens, Shakspere. Others may use the ocean for a road, The woodcock's early visit and abode, Where, tell me where None from her can run, But therein she glideth. Where, tell me where Of happiness eternal? That true agapemoné, Such as here can never be? B Waller. Phillips. Egone. 2 ABJECT. ABRIDGE. АВЈЕСТ. THE rarer thy example stands By how much from the top of wond'rous glory; To lowest pitch of abject fortune thou art fall'n. Milton. Rivers from bubbling springs The rapine is so abject and profane, Dryden, from Juvenal. How past expression, abject is the man Pope. Egone. ABRIDGE-ABRIDGMENT. I HAVE disabled mine estate, By showing something a more swelling port, All trying, by a love of littleness, Shakspere. Many there be that do abridge their lives, BRITISH MUSEUM Donne. Egone. ABSENCE. LIKE as the culver on the bared bough, Mourn to myself the absence of my love; Seek, with my plaints, to match that mournful dove. How like a winter hath my absence been Spenser. From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen, What cold December barrenness everywhere. Shakspere. From you have I been absent in the spring, That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew. Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermillion in the rose: They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you; you pattern of all those, Yet seemed it winter still, and you away, As with your shadow I with these did play. Shakspere. What! keep a week away? Seven days and nights? Eight score eight hours? and lover's absent hours, More tedious than the dial eight score times? O weary reckoning! Shakspere. Though absent, present in desires they be; Drayton. Without your sight my life is less secure; No balm in absence will effectual prove, Sir Robert Howard. Thus absence dies, and dying proves Suckling. Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; And every little absence is an age. Dryden. All flowers will droop in absence of the sun Dryden. His friends beheld and pitied him in vain, Dryden. Though I am forced thus to absent myself Southern. Condemn'd whole years in absence to deplore, In spring the fields, in autumn hills I rove; Methinks I see thee straying on the beach, Pope. Cowper. What tender strains of passion can impart Souls paired like ours, like ours to union wrought, Every moment I'm from thy sight, the heart within my bosom There's not an hour Otway. Of day or dreaming night but I am with thee; Procter. Short absence hurt him more, All love, increases love at second sight.-Thomas May. To view the form of its idolatry; But oh! the scenes 'mid which they met and parted, Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Think'st thou that I could bear to part We must part awhile; Maturin. Moore. Byron. A few short months--tho' short, they will be long We must endure it, and our love will be James. G. Percival. Oh Absence! by thy stern decree, J. T. Watson. |