Content thyself to be obscurely good. When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway, The post of honour is a private station.
Very sorry can't come. Lie follows by post.
His blade struck the watera full second before any otheruntil, as the boats began to near the winning post his ownwas dipping inthe water twiceas fast as anyother.
Nor at all can tell Whether I mean this day to end myself, Or lend an ear to Plato where he says, That men like soldiers may not quit the post Allotted by the Gods.
When Pearse summoned Cuchulain to his side, What stalked through the Post Office? What intellect, What calculation, number, measurement, replied? We Irish, born into that ancient sect But thrown upon this filthy modern tide And by its formless spawning fury wrecked, Climb to our proper dark, that we may trace The lineaments of a plummet-measured face.
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.
Learn more about post
link/cite print suggestion box