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16 Quotes for 'Robert Blair' in the Database.
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Robert Blair Quotes
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Who gather round, and wonder at the tale
Of horrid apparition, tall and ghastly,
That walks at dead of night, or takes his stand
O'er some new-open'd grave; and, (strange to tell!)
Evanishes at crowing of the cock.
Topic: Apparitions
Source: The Grave (l. 67)
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The schoolboy, with his satchel in his hand,
Whistling aloud to bear his courage up.
Topic: Courage
Source: The Grave (pt. I, l. 58)
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Smiled like yon knot of cowslips on a cliff.
Topic: Cowslips
Source: The Grave (l. 520)
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The best-concerted schemes men lay for fame,
Die fast away: only themselves die faster.
The far-fam'd sculptor, and the laurell'd bard,
Those bold insurancers of deathless fame,
Supply their little feeble aids in vain.
Topic: Fame
Source: The Grave (l. 185)
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Friendship! mysterious cement of the soul,
Sweet'ner of life, and solder of society.
Topic: Friendship
Source: The Grave (l. 87)
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The good he scorned
Stalked off reluctant, like an ill-used ghost,
Not to return; or if it did, in visits
Like those of angels, short and far between.
Topic: Goodness
Source: The Grave (pt. II, l. 586)
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The grave, dread thing!
Men shiver when thou'rt named: Nature appalled,
Shakes off her wonted firmness.
Topic: Grave
Source: The Grave
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See yonder maker of the dead man's bed,
The sexton, hoary-headed chronicle,
Of hard, unmeaning face, down which ne'er stole
A gentle tear.
Topic: Grave
Source: The Grave (l. 451)
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The tap'ring pyramid, the Egyptian's pride,
And wonder of the world, whose spiky top
Has wounded the thick cloud.
Topic: Monuments
Source: The Grave (l. 190)
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When it draws near to witching time of night.
Topic: Night
Source: The Grave (l. 55)
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The common damn'd shun their society.
Topic: Suicide
Source: The Grave, referring to suicides in Hell, attributed to Lamb but not found in his works
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But if there be an hereafter,
And that there is, conscience, uninfluenc'd
And suffer'd to speak out, tells every man,
Then must it be an awful thing to die;
More horrid yet to die by one's own hand.
Topic: Suicide
Source: The Grave (l. 398)
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Our time is fixed, and all our days are number'd;
How long, how short, we know not:--this we know,
Duty requires we calmly wait the summons,
Nor dare to stir till Heaven shall give permission.
Topic: Suicide
Source: The Grave (l. 417)
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Th' oppressive, sturdy, man-destroying villains,
Who ravag'd kingdoms, and laid empires waste,
And in a cruel wantonness of power,
Thinn'd states of half their people, and gave up
To want the rest.
Topic: Tyranny
Source: The Grave (l. 9)
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Ye undertakers, tell us,
'Midst all the gorgeous figures you exhibit,
Why is the principal conceal'd, for which
You make this mighty stir?
Topic: Undertakers
Source: The Grave (l. 170)
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Careless, unsocial plant! that loves to dwell
'Midst skulls and coffins, epitaphs and worms:
Where light-heel'd ghosts and visionary shades,
Beneath the wan, cold Moon (as Fame reports)
Embodied, thick, perform their mystic rounds
No other merriment, dull tree! is thine.
Topic: Yew
Source: The Grave (l.22)
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