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Beauty in this Iron Age must turn From fluid living rainbow shapes to torn And sootened fragments, ashes in an urn On whose gray surface runes are traced by a Norn Who hopes to wake the Future to arise In Phoenix -fashion, and to shine with rays To blast the sight of modern men whose dyes Of selfishness and lust have stained our days...
philip josé farmer— "Beauty in This Iron Age" in Starlanes #11 (Fall 1953); re-published in Pearls From Peoria (2006)
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).
Oh wert thou in the cauld blast, On yonder lea, on yonder lea; My plaidie to the angryairt, I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee.
Robert Burns— 1796 'Oh wert thou in the cauld blast', stanza1.
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'.
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).
Fame, if not double fac'd, is double mouth'd, And with contrary blast proclaims most deeds; On both his wings, one black, the other white, Bears greatest names in his wild aery flight.
john milton— John Milton, Samson Agonistes (1671), line 971.
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— Line 287, the word "passed" was here originally spelt "past" but modern renditions have updated the spelling for clarity. 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":
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— Act I, scene i.
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
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".
Oh for a blast of that dread horn On Fontarabian echoes borne!
walter scott— Canto VI, stanza 33.
Where, where was Roderick then! One blast upon his bugle-horn Were worth a thousand men.
walter scott— Canto VI, stanza 18.
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)"
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.
After I had made a second blast and tryal the fesibility of making iron with pitcole and sea-cole I found by my new invention, the quality to be good and profitable, but the quantity did not exceed above 3 tuns per week.
— p. 5 (Metallum Martis, 1665)
Of no distemper, of no blast he died. But fell like autumn fruit that mellow'd long.
john dryden— John Dryden, Œdipus, Act IV, scene 1, line 265.
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)
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.
One blast upon his bugle horn Were worth a thousand men.
walter scott— Walter Scott, Lady of the Lake (1810), Canto VI, Stanza 18.
Look when the clouds are blowing And all the winds are free: In fury of their going They fall upon the sea. But though the blast is frantic, And though the tempest raves, The deep immense Atlantic Is still beneath the waves.
— Frederic William Henry Myers (1843 - 1901), "Wind, Moon and Tides".
An ill wind that bloweth no man good The blower of which blast is she.
john heywood— John Heywood, Idleness, Stanza 5.
Summer lovin', had me a blast. Summer lovin', happened so fast.
danny and sandy— Grease (1978), John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John
