Chapter POPE to PRAISE of Index by Grocott's Quotations - Alpha

POPE to PRAISE

POPE.—Nor do I know what is become
Of him more than the Pope of Rome.

Butler.—Hudibras, Part I. Canto III. Line 263.

PORCUPINE.—Thy knotted and combined locks to part,
And each particular hair to stand on end,
Like quills upon the fretful porcupine;
But this eternal blazon must not be
To ears of flesh and blood.

Shakespeare.—Hamlet, Act I. Scene 5. (The Ghost to Hamlet.)

PORTENTS.—In the most high and palmy state of Rome,
A little ere the mightiest Julius fell,
The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead
Did squeak and gibber in the Roman street:
Stars with trains of fire, and dews of blood;
Disasters in the sun.

Shakespeare.—Hamlet, Act I. Scene 1. (Prodigies.)

The night has been unruly : where we lay,
Our chimneys were blown down : and, as they say,
Lamentings heard i’ the air.—
Some say the earth was feverous, and did shake.

Shakespeare.—Macbeth, Act II. Scene 3. (Lenox to Macbeth.)

The bay-trees in our country are all wither’d,
And meteors fright the fixed stars of heaven :
The pale-fac’d moon looks bloody on the earth,
And lean-look’d prophets whisper fearful change.

Shakespeare.—King Richard II. Act II. Scene 4. (A Captain to Salisbury.)

PORTRAIT.—Who can take
Death’s portrait true ? The tyrant never sat.

Young.—Night VI. Part I. Line 52.

POTENT.—Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors,
My very noble and approv’d good masters,
That I have ta’en away this old man’s daughter,
It is most true; true, I have married her;
The very head and front of my offending
Hath this extent, no more.

Shakespeare.—Othello, Act I. Scene 3. (To the Senate.)

POVERTY.—My poverty, but not my will, consents.

Shakespeare.—Romeo and Juliet, Act V. Scene 1. (Apothecary to Romeo.)

Our poverty, and not our wills, consent.

Sterne.—Shandy’s Opinions.

PRAISE.—Let every thing that hath breath, praise the Lord.

Psalm Cl. Verse 6.

The plants look up to heaven, from whence
They have their nourishment.

Shakespeare.—Pericles, Act I. Scene 2. (Helicanus to Pericles.)

Praise is the tribute of men, but felicity the gift of God.

Bacon.—On Queen Elizabeth.

Our praises are our wages.