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Age cannot Love destroy, But perfidy can blast the flower, Even when in most unwary hour It blooms in Fancy’s bower. Age cannot Love destroy, But perfidy can rend the shrine In which its vermeil splendours shine.
Percy Bysshe Shelley— Untitled (1810); titled "Love's Rose" by William Michael Rossetti in Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley (1870).
No blast of air or fire of sun Puts out the light whereby we run With girdled loins our lamplit race, And each from each takes heart of grace And spirit till his turn be done.
algernon charles swinburne— Algernon Charles Swinburne, Songs Before Sunrise. in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 124-25.
Age cannot Love destroy, But perfidy can blast the flower, Even when in most unwary hour It blooms in Fancy's bower. Age cannot Love destroy, But perfidy can rend the shrine In which its vermeil splendours shine.
Percy Bysshe Shelley— Untitled (1810); titled "Love's Rose" by William Michael Rossetti in Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley (1870).
Sweet Thames, run softly till I end my song, Sweet Thames, run softly, for I speak not loud or long. But at my back in a cold blast I hear The rattle of the bones, and chuckle spread from ear to ear. See Marvell 556:62.
— 1922 The Waste Land, pt.3,'The Fire Sermon'.
Our God, our help in ages past Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast And our eternal home.
Isaac Watts— The Psalms of David Imitated, Psalm 90 (1719). In 1738, John Wesley substituted 'O God' for 'Our God').
The idea of a terrorist attack that assaults innocent human beings in a building or a mall or a restaurant is bad enough. Yet the terrorist mind that looks at a passenger plane and sees the fuel and the intensity of the blast, and sees the rocket engines that will carry it into the heart of destruction like a cruise missile, but who does not see the humanity of one single soul on that airplane, is the chilling truth of what we're up against.
alan keyes— Black America's Political Action Committee (BAMPAC), September 25, 2001.[23]
I was a lovely tree, in thy presence, Oscar, with all my branches round me; but thy death came like a blast from the desert, and laid my green head low.
james macpherson— "Croma", p. 178.
I like the phrase "shot heard 'round the world," and I don't think there's any doubt the Oklahoma City blast was heard around the world.
timothy mcveigh— Interview for American Terrorist (2001) by Lou Michel and Dan Herbeck
The cold blast at the casement beats;The window-panes are white;The snow whirls through the empty streets;It is a dreary night!
epes sargent— The Heart's Summer, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
Folds of scarlet drapery shut in my view to the right hand; to the left were the clear panes of glass, protecting, but not separating me from the drear November day. At intervals, while turning over the leaves in my book, I studied the aspect of that winter afternoon. Afar, it offered a pale blank of mist and cloud; near, a scene of wet lawn and storm-beat shrub, with ceaseless rain sweeping away wildly before a long and lamentable blast.
charlotte brontë— Jane Eyre, Chapter 1 (1847)
For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast.
lord byron— The Destruction of Sennacherib, st. 3
Of no distemper, of no blast he died, But fell like autumn fruit that mellowed long Even wondered at, because he dropped no sooner. Fate seemed to wind him up for fourscore years, Yet freshly ran he on ten winters more; Till like a clock worn out with eating time, The wheels of weary life at last stood still.
john dryden— Act IV, scene i.
The love of man and woman is as fire To warm, to light, but surely to consume And self-consuming die… But comrade-love is as a welding blast Of candid flame and ardent temperature: Glowing more fervent, it doth bind more fast; And melting both but makes the union sure. The dross alone is burnt till at the last The steel, if cold, is one and strong and pure.
james jeffrey roche— My Comrade, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
But blast the man, with curses loud and deep, Whate'er the rascal's name, or age, or station, Who first invented, and went round advising, That artificial cut-off, Early Rising!
john godfrey saxe— "Early Rising".
Here I swear, and as I break my oath may Infinity Eternity blast me, here I swear that never will I forgive Christianity! It is the only point on which I allow myself to encourage revenge... Oh, how I wish I were the Antichrist, that it were mine to crush the Demon, to hurl him to his native Hell never to rise again I expect to gratify some of this insatiable feeling in Poetry.
Percy Bysshe Shelley— Letter to Thomas Jefferson Hogg (1811-01-03).
So I bought a .44 magnum it was solid steel cast And in the blessed name of Elvis well I just let it blast 'Til my TV lay in pieces there at my feet And they busted me for disturbin' the almighty peace. Judge said "What you got in your defense son?" "Fifty-seven channels and nothin' on" I can see by your eyes friend you're just about gone Fifty-seven channels and nothin' on.
Bruce Springsteen— "57 Channels (And Nothin' On)"
Mischief moves somewhere near and I must blast it with my magic!
jack vance— Chapter 1, "Turjan of Miir"
And in a boy like Bigger, young, unschooled, whose subjective life was clothed in the tattered rags of American "culture," this primitive fear and ecstasy were naked, exposed, unprotected by religion or a framework of government or a scheme of society whose final faiths would gain his love and trust; unprotected by trade or profession, faith or belief; opened to every trivial blast of daily or hourly circumstance.
richard wright— pg. xxv (Native Son (1940))
The East bow'd low before the blast, In patient, deep disdain. She let the legions thunder past, And plunged in thought again.
Matthew Arnold— Matthew Arnold, Obermann Once More, Stanza 28.
Needy knife-grinder! whither are ye going? Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order; Bleak blows the blast your hat has got a hole in it. So have your breeches.
George Canning— The Friend of Humanity and the Knife-Grinder.
Yes; bless the man who first invented sleep (I really can't avoid the iteration): But blast the man with curses loud and deep, Whate'er the rascal's name or age or station, Who first invented, and went round advertising, That artificial cut-off Early Rising.
john godfrey saxe— John Godfrey Saxe, Early Rising.
Is there not some chosen curse, Some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven, Red with uncommon wrath, to blast the man Who owes his greatness to his country's ruin?
joseph addison— Joseph Addison, Cato, A Tragedy (1713), Act I, scene 1.
When fame 's loud trump hath blown its noblest blast, Though long the sound, the echo sleeps at last; And glory , like the phoenix midst her fires , Exhales her odours, blazes, and expires.
— Lord Byron, in English Bards and Scotch Reviewers (1809)
Of all the horrid, hideous notes of woe, Sadder than owl-songs or the midnight blast; Is that portentous phrase, "I told you so."
lord byron— Lord Byron, Don Juan (1818-24), Canto XIV, Stanza 50
So when an angel by divine command With rising tempests shakes a guilty land, Such as of late o'er pale Britannia passed, Calm and serene he drives the furious blast; And, pleas'd th' Almighty's orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind, and directs the storm.
joseph addison— Joseph Addison, The Campaign (1704); an alteration of these lines occurs in Alexander Pope's satire The Dunciad, Book III, line 264, where he describes a contemporary theatre manager as an "Angel of Dulness":
So when an angel by divine command With rising tempests shakes a guilty land, Such as of late o'er pale Britannia passed, Calm and serene he drives the furious blast; And, pleas'd th' Almighty's orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind, and directs the storm .
joseph addison— Joseph Addison, The Campaign (1704); an alteration of these lines occurs in Alexander Pope's satire The Dunciad, Book III, line 264, where he describes a contemporary theatre manager as an "Angel of Dulness":
Peace! and no longer from its brazen portals The blast of War's great organ shakes the skies! But beautiful as songs of the immortals, The holy melodies of love arise.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Arsenal at Springfield.
Summer lovin', had me a blast. Summer lovin', happened so fast.
danny and sandy— Grease (1978), John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John
