Chapter GRACED to GRAY-HAIRS of Index by Grocott's Quotations - Alpha

GRACED to GRAY-HAIRS

GRACED.—Grac’d as thou art, with all the power of words,
So known, so honour’d at the house of Lords.

Pope.—To Murray, Epistle VI. Line 48.

GRACES.—He, on his side
Leaning half-raised, with looks of cordial love
Hung over her enamour’d, and beheld
Beauty, which, whether waking or asleep,
Shot forth peculiar graces.

Milton.—Paradise Lost, Book V. Line 11.

GRAFTING.—Where the sharp thistle springs, implant the corn,
And graft the rose upon the spring thorn.

Anonymous.—To Fielding, on the revival of the Intriguing Chambermaid.

As fruits, ungrateful to the planter’s care,
On savage stocks inserted, learn to bear.

Pope.—Essay on Man, Epistle II. Line 181.

GRAFTING.—You see, sweet maid, we marry
A gentle scion to the wildest stock;
And make conceive a bark of baser kind
By bud of nobler race.
This is an art
Which does mend nature—change it rather: but
The art itself is nature.

Shakespeare.—Winter’s Tale, Act IV. Scene 3. (Polixenes to Perdita.)

GRANDSIRE.—And the gay grandsire, skill’d in gestic lore,
Has frisk’d beneath the burden of threescore.

Goldsmith.—The Traveller, Line 253.

GRAVE.—From grave to light; from pleasant to severe.

Dryden.—Boileau’s Art of Poetry, Canto 1.

From grave to gay, from lively to severe.

Pope.—On Man, Epistle IV. Line 380.

In yonder grave Druid lies.

Collins.—Ode on Thomson’s Death.

Death ends our woes,
And the kind grave shuts up the mournful scene.

Dryden.—The Spanish Friar, Act V.

GRAVE-DIGGER.—Ham. Hath this fellow no feeling of his business, that he sings at grave-making?
Hor. Custom hath made it in him a property of easiness.

Shakespeare.—Hamlet, Act V. Scene 1.

GRAY.—Too poor for a bribe, and too proud to importune,
He had not the method of making a fortune;
Could love and could hate, so was thought something odd;
No very great wit, he believ’d in God;
A post or a pension he did not desire,
But left church and state to Charles Townshend and squire.

Gray.—Of Himself.

GRAY-HAIRS.—Then shall ye bring down my gray-hairs with sorrow to the grave.

Genesis.—Chapter XLII. Verse 38.