I am obnoxious to each carping tongue Who says my hand a needle better fits, A poet's pen all scorn I should thus wrong For such despite they cast on female wits; If what I do prove well, it won't advance, They'll say it's stolen, or else, it was by chance.1678 Several Poems Compiled with Great Variety of Wit and Learning,'The Prologue'.
Prostrate on earth the bleeding warrior lies, And Isr'el's beauty on the mountains dies. How are the mighty fallen! Hush'd be my sorrow, gently fall my tears, Lest my sad tale should reach the alien's ears: Bid Fame be dumb, and tremble to proclaim In heathen Gath, or Ascalon, our shame Lest proud Philistia, lest our haughty foe, With impious scorn insult our solemn woe.william somervile
I thought, beloved, to have brought to youA gift of quietness and ease and peace,Cooling your brow as with the mystic dewDropping from twilight trees.Homeward I go not yet; the darkness grows;Not mine the voice to still with peace divine:From the first fount the stream of quiet flowsThrough other hearts than mine.Yet of my night I give to you the stars,And of my sorrow here the sweetest gains,And out of hell, beyond its iron bars,My scorn of all its pains.george william russell
Prostrate on earth the bleeding warrior lies,And Isr'el's beauty on the mountains dies.How are the mighty fallen!Hush'd be my sorrow, gently fall my tears,Lest my sad tale should reach the alien's ears:Bid Fame be dumb, and tremble to proclaimIn heathen Gath, or Ascalon, our shameLest proud Philistia, lest our haughty foe,With impious scorn insult our solemn woe.william somervile
Bind her, grind her, burn her with fire, Cast her ashes into the sea, She shall escape, she shall aspire, She shall arise to make men free; She shall arise in a sacred scorn, Lighting the lives that are yet unborn, Spirit supernal, splendour eternal, England!Helen Gray Cone, Chant of Love for England (1915).
Let but my scarlet head appear And I am held in scorn; Yet juice of subtile virtue lies Within my cup of curious dyes.Christina G. Rossetti, "Consider the Lilies of the Field".
Though shall not steal nor kill; Not speak a lie; Be angry with no one, Nor scorn another man; Nor glory in thyself; Nor others hold you to blame This is your inward purity; This is your outward purity; This is the way to win our Lord: KudalasangamaQuoted in Chekki, Danesh A. Chekki (1 January 1997). Religion and Social System of the V?ra?aiva Community. Greenwood Publishing Group. pp. 51–. ISBN 978-0-313-30251-0.
In every community there are little knots of fantastic extremists who loudly proclaim that they are striving for righteousness, and who, in reality, do their feeble best for unrighteousness. Just as the upright politician should hold in peculiar scorn the man who makes the name of politician a reproach and a shame, so the genuine reformer should realize that the cause he champions is especially jeopardized by the mock reformer who does what he can to make reform a laughingstock among decent men.Theodore Roosevelt, "Latitude and Longitude among Reformers, published in the "Century" (June, 1900); republished in The Strenuous Life: Essays and Addresses (1910).
He played tune after forbidden tune, and the professional musicians put professional expressions of scorn upon their faces; but beneath the table several feet were tapping in slow time with the music.On a musician who had been instructed by Sam to play The Blue Danube.
"Be harmonious, enrich the soldiers, scorn everybody else."Statement made on his deathbed to his sons.