pale quotes

Were you with these, my prince, you'd soon forget The pale, unripened beauties of the north.

-Joseph Addison
  Cato, act1, sc.4, l.134^5.

He kissed the hand and by the hand led And to his mother brought, Who in sorrow pale, through the lonely dale, Her little boy weeping sought.

-William Blake
  Songs of Innocence,'The Little Boy Found'.

It is upon those who say that it is necessary to exclude forty-nine fiftieths of the working classes [from the vote] toshowcause, and Iventuretosay that every manwho is not presumably incapacitated by some consideration of personal unfitness or of political danger, is morally entitled to come within the pale of the Constitution.

-W(illiam) E(wart) Gladstone
  House of Commons,11 May.

In pale contented sort of discontent.

-John Keats
  Lamia, Isabella, The Eve of St.  Agnes and Other Poems, 'Lamia', pt.2, l.135.

Se comprende muy bien que el advenimiento del cinemato  grafo haya sido para m | el comienzo de un nueva era, por la cual cuento las noches sucesivas en que he salido mareado y pa  lido del cine, porque he dejado mi corazo  n†en la pantalla que impregno   por tres cuartos de hora el encanto de BrownieVernon. It is easy to understand that, for me, cinema was the beginning of a newera which marked my nights, oneafter the other, as I left the theatre, dizzyand pale after leaving my heart on thescreen†on that screen that for forty-five minutes was impregnated by BrownieVernon's charm.

- Horacio Quiroga
Anaconda,'Miss Dorothy Phillips, mi esposa' ('Miss Dorothy Phillips, MyWife').

Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven, and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless Among the stars that have a different birth, And ever-changing, like a joyless eye That finds no object worth its constancy?

- Percy Bysshe Shelley
'To the Moon' (published1824).

   The death of Nelson was felt in England as something more than a public calamity; men started at the intelligence, and turned pale, as if they had heard of the loss of a dear friend.

- Robert Southey
  The Life of Nelson, ch.9.

   Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail?

- SirJohn Suckling
  Aglaura, act 4, sc.1,'Song'.

Pale, beyond porch and portal, Crowned with calm leaves, she stands Who gathers all things mortal With cold immortal hands.

- Algernon Charles Swinburne
  Poems and Ballads,'The Garden of Proserpine'.