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Lit 12 quotations

Social Insights and Criticisms

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To the Ladies Lady Mary Chudleigh Then all that's kind is laid aside / And nothing left but sate and pride
To the Ladies Lady Mary Chudleigh Then shun, oh! shun that wretched state / And all the fawning flatterers hate
To the Ladies Lady Mary Chudleigh Value yourself, and men despise: / You must be proud if you'll be wise.
My Last Duchess Robert Browning Paint / Must never hope to reproduce the faint / Half flush that dies along her throat.
My Last Duchess Robert Browning she liked whatever / She looked on, and her looks went everywhere
My Last Duchess Robert Browning I choose / Never to stoop.
My Last Duchess Robert Browning I gave commands; / Then all smiles stopped together.
The Lady of Shalott Alfred, Lord Tennyson Four gray walls, and four gray towers / Overlook a space of flowers / And the silent isle embowers / The Lady of Shalott
The Lady of Shalott Alfred, Lord Tennyson And moving through a mirror clear / That hangs before her all the year / Shadows of the world appear.
The Lady of Shalott Alfred, Lord Tennyson Came two young lovers lately wed: / "I am half sick of shadows," said / The Lady of Shalott.
The Lady of Shalott Alfred, Lord Tennyson The mirror cracked from side to side / "The curse is come upon me," cried / The Lady of Shalott.
The Lady of Shalott Alfred, Lord Tennyson And at the closing of the day,/ She loosed the chain and down she lay
The Lady of Shalott Alfred, Lord Tennyson Singing in her song, she died
The Lady of Shalott Alfred, Lord Tennyson But Lancelot mused a little space / He said, "She has a lovely face; / God in his mercy led her grace, / The Lady of Shalott."
The Rape of the Lock Alexander Pope Here thou, Great Anna! whom three realms obey, / Dost sometimes counsel take -- and sometimes tea.
The Rape of the Lock Alexander Pope The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, / And wretches hang that jurymen may dine.
The Rape of the Lock Alexander Pope O thoughtless mortals; ever blind to fate, / Too soon dejected, and too soon elate.
The Rape of the Lock Alexander Pope But when to mischief mortals bend their will, / How soon they find fit instruments of ill!
The Rape of the Lock Alexander Pope Now Jove suspends his golden scales in air / Weighs the men's wits against the ladies' hair.
The Rape of the Lock Alexander Pope But see how oft ambitious aims are crossed, / And chiefs contend till all the prize is lost.
Disembarking at Quebec Margaret Atwood or is it my own lack / of conviction
Disembarking at Quebec Margaret Atwood The moving water will not show me / my reflection
Disembarking at Quebec Margaret Atwood The rocks ignore
Disembarking at Quebec Margaret Atwood I am a word / in a foreign language.
The Hollow Men T. S. Eliot Remember us -- if at all -- not as lost / Violent souls, but only / As the hollow men / The stuffed men.
The Hollow Men T. S. Eliot We grope together / And avoid speech / Gathered on this beach of the tumid river.
The Hollow Men T. S. Eliot Sightless, unless / The eyes reappear / As the perpetual star / Multifoliate rose.
The Hollow Men T. S. Eliot Of death's twilight kingdom / The hope only / Of empty men.
The Hollow Men T. S. Eliot Between the emotion / And the response / Falls the Shadow
The Hollow Men T. S. Eliot This is the way the world ends / Not with a bang but a whimper.
The London Fire Samuel Pepys And among other things, the poor pigeons, I perceive, were loathe to leave their houses, but hovered about the windows and balconies till they were, some of them burned, their wings, and fell down.
The Second Coming William Butler Yeats The best lack all conviction, w hile the worst / Are full of passionate intensity.
The Second Coming William Butler Yeats A shape with lion body and head of a man / A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun / Is moving its slow thighs
The Second Coming William Butler Yeats And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, / slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
A Modest Proposal Jonathan Swift I shall now therefore humbly propose my own thoughts, which I hope will not be liabe to the least objection.
A Modest Proposal Jonathan Swift I grant this food will be somewhat dear, and therefore very proper for landlords, who, as they have already devoured most of the parents, seem to have the best title to the children.
A Modest Proposal Jonathan Swift Those who are more thrifty (as I must confess the times require) may flay the carcass; the skin of which, artifically dressed, will make admirable gloves for ladies, and summer boots for fine gentlemen.
A Modest Proposal Jonathan Swift I rather recommend buying the children live, and dressing them hot from the knife as we do roasting pigs.
A Modest Proposal Jonathan Swift Men would become as fond to their wives during their time of pregnancy as they are now of their mares in foal, their cows in calf, or sows when they are ready to farrow; nor offer to beat or kick them (as is too frequent a practice).
A Modest Proposal Jonathan Swift I can think of no one objection that will possibly be raised against this proposal.
To the Ladies Lady Mary Chudleigh Wife and servant are the same
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