Chapter HOST to HUNGER of Index by Grocott's Quotations - Alpha

HOST to HUNGER

HOST.—1. Mine host of the Garter. 2. What says my bully-rook? Speak scholarly and wisely. 1. I sit at ten pounds a-week. 2. Thou’rt an emperor.

Shakespeare.—Merry Wives of Windsor, Act I. Scene 3. (Falstaff and Host at the Garter.)

I follow, mine host, I follow.

Shakespeare.—Merry Wives of Windsor, Act II. Scene 1. (Shallow to Host.)

HOSTAGES.—He that hath a wife and children hath given hostages to fortune; for they are impediments to great enterprises, either of virtue or mischief.

Lord Bacon.—Essay VIII., Of Marriage and Single Life.

He that hath a wife and children, wants not business.

George Herbert.—Jacula Prudentum.

How many pledges have you given to fortune?

Erasmus.—Household of Sir Thomas More, Page 50.

HOT WATER.—My bottle of pale sherry, Dinah—place it on this side—there is a good girl; and, Toby—get my jug with the hot water, and let it be boiling—and don’t spill it on Lady Penelope, if you can help it, Toby.

No; for her ladyship has been in hot water to-day, already, said the squire.

Scott.—St. Ronan’s Well, Chapter IV.

HOUR.—It is the hour when from the boughs
The nightingale’s high note is heard;
It is the hour when lovers’ vows
Seem sweet in every whisper’d word.

Byron.—Parisina, Section I.

Catch, then, oh! catch the transient hour,
Improve each moment as it flies;
Life’s a short summer—man a flower,
He dies—alas! how soon he dies!

Dr. Johnson.—An Ode on Winter, Verse 9.

But just as he began to tell,
The auld kirk-hammer strak the bell,
Some wee short hour ayont the twal,
Which raised us baith.

Burns.—Death and Dr. Hornbook, Verse 31.

HOUSE.—Every kingdom divided against itself is brought to desolation; and a house divided against a house falleth.

St. Luke, Chap. XI. Verse 17.

A city in sedition cannot be happy, nor can a house in which the masters are quarrelling.

Yonge’s Cicero.—De Finibus, Book I. Div. 17; and see King Richard II. Act. IV. Scene 1.

His house, his home, his heritage, his lands,
The laughing dames in whom he did delight,
Whose large blue eyes, fair locks, and snowy hands,
Might shake the saintship of an anchorite.