Ave Caesar, morituri te salutant! Hail Caesar, we who are about to die salute you! Anonymous
Traditional formula for gladiators saluting the emperor. One source for the expression is Suetonius Claudius 21:'Ave Imperator, morituri te salutant', ('Hail Emperor, we salute you, we who are about to die!').
Behold, I lay in Zion for a foundation a stone, a tried stone, a precious corner stone, a sure foundation: hethat believeth shall not make haste.Judgment also will I lay to the line, and righteousness to the plummet: and the hail shall sweep away the refuge of lies, and the waters shall overflow the hiding place. Bible (Old Testament)
Hail Mary, quite contrary! (Henry) Graham Greene
Our Man in Havana, pt.1, ch.2.
Hail nothing full of nothing, nothing is with thee. Ernest Millar Hemingway
Endof theolder waiter's'nada'prayer. Winner TakeNothing, 'A Clean, Well-Lighted Place'.
All my house, But now, steamed like a bath with her thick breath. A lawyer could not have been heard; nor scarce Another woman, such a hail of words She has let fall. Ben Jonson
Of Lady Politic Would-be. Volpone, act 3, sc.5.
'O, pa!' he cried.'Don't beat me, pa! And I'llI'll saya Hail Mary for you I'll saya Hail Mary for you, pa, if you don't beat me.' James Augustine Aloysius Joyce
Thou art a beaten dog beneath the hail, A swollen magpie in a fitful sun, Half black half white Nor knowst'ou wing from tail Pull down thy vanity. Ezra Loomis Pound
The Pisan Cantos, no.81.
Hail to the Chief who in honour advances! Honoured and bless'd be the evergreen Pine! Sir Walter Scott
The Lady of the Lake, canto 2, stanza19,'Boat Song'.
I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. Percy Bysshe Shelley
Hail fellow, well met, All dirty and wet: Find out, if you can, Who's master, who's man. Jonathan Swift
'My Lady's Lamentation', l.171.
I am going a long way With these thou se'stif indeed I go (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) To the island-valley of Avilion; Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies Deep-meadowed, happy, fair with orchard lawns And bowery hollows crowed with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound. TennysonSearch Quotes Webster's New World Dictionary of Quotations Copyright © 2010 by Chambers Harrap Publishers Ltd. All rights reserved. Published by Wiley, Hoboken, NJ. Used by arrangement with John Wiley & Sons, Inc.
Idylls of the King,'The Passing of Arthur', l.424^32.
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