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14 Quotes for 'Joanna Baillie' in the Database.
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Joanna Baillie Quotes
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Oh, swiftly glides the bonnie boat.
Just parted from the shore,
And to the fisher's chorus-note,
Soft moves the dipping oar!
Topic: Boating
Source: Oh, Swiftly Glides the Bonnie Boat, a song
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Good-morrow to thy sable beak,
And glossy plumage, dark and sleek,
Thy crimson moon and azure eye,
Cock of the heath, so wildly shy!
Topic: Cocks
Source: The Black Cock (st. 1)
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The brave man is not he who feels no fear. For that were stupid and irrational. But he, whose noble soul its fears subdues, and bravely dares the danger nature shrinks from.
Topic: Courage
Source: None
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The brave man is not he who feels no fear, For that were stupid and irrational; But he, whose noble soul its fears subdues, And bravely dares the danger nature shrinks from.
Topic: Courage
Source: None
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Think'st thou there are no serpents in the world
But those who slide along the grassy sod,
And sting the luckless foot that presses them?
There are who in the path of social life
Do bask their spotted skins in Fortune's sun,
And sting the soul.
Topic: Deceit
Source: De Montfort (act I, sc. 2)
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Sweet sleep be with us, one and all!
And if upon its stillness fall
The visions of a busy brain,
We'll have our pleasure o'er again,
To warm the heart, to charm the sight,
Gay dreams to all! good night, good night.
Topic: Dreams
Source: The Phantom--Song
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Some men are born to feast, and not to fight;
Whose sluggish minds, e'en in fair honor's field,
Still on their dinner turn--
Let such pot-boiling varlets stay at home,
And wield a flesh-hook rather than a sword.
Topic: Eating
Source: Basil (act I, sc. 1)
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The brave man is not he who feels no fear,
For that were stupid and irrational;
But he, whose noble soul its fear subdues,
And bravely dares the danger nature shrinks from.
Topic: Fear
Source: Basil (act III, sc. 1, l. 151)
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The fears of one class of men are not the measure of the rights
of another.
Topic: Fear
Source: Basil (act III, sc. 1, l. 151)
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The tyrant now
Trusts not to men: nightly within his chamber
The watch-dog guards his couch, the only friend
He now dare trust.
Topic: Tyranny
Source: Ethwald (pt. II, act V)
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A willing heart adds feather to the heel
And makes the clown a winged Mercury.
Topic: Will
Source: De Montfort (act III, sc. 2)
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The hushed winds wail with feeble moan
Like infant charity.
Topic: Wind
Source: Orra (act III, sc. 1, The Chough and Crow)
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But woman's grief is like a summer storm,
Short as it violent is.
Topic: Women
Source: Basil (act V, sc. 3)
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Words of affection, howsoe'er express'd,
The latest spoken still are deem'd the best.
Topic: Words
Source: Address to Miss Agnes Baillie on her Birthday (l. 126)
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