Cheek Quotes
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No radiant pearl, which crested Fortune wears, No gem that twinkling hangs from Beauty's ears, Not the bright stars which Night's blue arch adorn, Nor rising suns that gild the vernal morn, Shine with such lustre as the tear that flows Down Virtue's manly cheek for others' woes.
erasmus darwin— Erasmus Darwin, The Botanic Garden, Part II, Canto III, line 459.
Upon thy cheek lay I this zealous kiss, as seal to this indenture of my love.
william shakespeare— William Shakespeare, King John (1598), Act II, scene 1, line 19.
Oh there is blessing in this gentle breeze, A visitant that while it fans my cheek Doth seem half-conscious of the joy it brings From the green fields, and from yon azure sky. Whate'er its mission, the soft breeze can come To none more grateful than to me; escaped From the vast city, where I long had pined A discontented sojourner: now free, Free as a bird to settle where I will.
william wordsworth— Bk. I, l. 1.
"Then he was wrong to have been born at all. cheek- eek-eek-eek, oo, hoo!" chuckled Rinkitink, his fat body shaking with merriment. "But it's hard to prevent oneself from being born; there's no chance for protest, eh, Bilbil?"
l. frank baum— Rinkitink of Oz, Chapter 5, "The Three Pearls" (1916)
No radiant pearl which crested Fortune wears,No gem that twinkling hangs from Beauty’s ears,Not the bright stars which Night’s blue arch adorn,Nor rising suns that gild the vernal morn,Shine with such lustre as the tear that flowsDown Virtue’s manly cheek for others’ woes.
erasmus darwin— The Botanic Garden (1791), Part ii, Canto iii, line 459.
Mercy and justice, marching cheek by joule.
guillaume de salluste du bartas— First Week, First Day.
Look up, laugh loud, talk big, keep the colour in your cheek and the fire in your eye, adorn your person, maintain your health, your beauty, and your animal spirits, and you will pass for a fine man.
william hazlitt— "On The Conduct of Life" (1822)
There Affectation, with a sickly mien,Shows in her cheek the roses of eighteen.
Alexander Pope— Alexander Pope, The Rape of the Lock (1712), Canto 4.
We bleed, we tremble; we forget, we smile— The mind turns fool, before the cheek is dry.
Edward Young— Edward Young, Night Thoughts (1742-1745), Night V, line 511.
Yes, thou art gone! and round me too the night In ever-nearing circle weaves her shade. I see her veil draw soft across the day, I feel her slowly chilling breath invade The cheek grown thin, the brown hair sprent with grey; I feel her finger light Laid pausefully upon life’s headlong train; The foot less prompt to meet the morning dew, The heart less bounding at emotion new, And hope, once crush’d, less quick to spring again.
Matthew Arnold— St. 14. (Thyrsis (1866))
Some feelings are to mortals given With less of earth in them than heaven; And if there be a human tear From passion's dross refined and clear, A tear so limpid and so meek It would not stain an angel's cheek, 'Tis that which pious fathers shed Upon a duteous daughter's head!
walter scott— Canto II, stanza 22.
Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony.
Percy Bysshe Shelley— Stanzas Written in Dejection Near Naples, st. 5 (1818).
A pardlike Spirit beautiful and swift A Love in desolation masked; a Power Girt round with weakness; it can scarce uplift The weight of the superincumbent hour; It is a dying lamp, a falling shower, A breaking billow; even whilst we speak Is it not broken? On the withering flower The killing sun smiles brightly: on a cheek The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break.
Percy Bysshe Shelley— St. XXXII (Adonais (1821))
See truth, love, and mercy in triumph descending, And nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom! On the cold cheek of death smiles and roses are blending, And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.
— James Beattie, p. 338. (Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895))
And bid the cheek be ready with a blush Modest as morning when she coldly eyes The youthful Phœbus.
william shakespeare— William Shakespeare, Troilus and Cressida (c. 1602), Act I, scene 3, line 228.
'Tis not on youth's smooth cheek the blush alone, which fades so fast, But the tender bloom of heart is gone, ere youth itself be past.
lord byron— Lord Byron, Stanzas for Music.
The rising blushes, which her cheek o'er-spread, Are opening roses in the lily's bed.
john gay— John Gay, Dione, Act II, scene 3.
O jealousy, Thou ugliest fiend of hell! thy deadly venom Preys on my vitals, turns the healthful hue Of my fresh cheek to haggard sallowness, And drinks my spirit up!
hannah more— Hannah More, David and Goliath, Part V.
O, saw ye the lass wi’ the bonnie blue een? Her smile is the sweetest that ever was seen, Her cheek like the rose is, but fresher, I ween, She ’s the loveliest lassie that trips on the green.
— O, saw ye the Lass.
Turning the other cheek is a kind of moral jiu-jitsu.
gerald stanley lee— Gerald Stanley Lee, Crowds (1913), Book IV, Chapter X.
My fond affection thou hast seen, Then judge of my regret To think more happy thou hadst been If we had never met! And has that thought been shared by thee? Ah, no! that smiling cheek Proves more unchanging love for me Than labor'd words could speak.
thomas haynes bayly— Thomas Haynes Bayly, To My Wife.
The morn is up again, the dewy morn, With breath all incense, and with cheek all bloom, Laughing the clouds away with playful scorn, And living as if earth contained no tomb, And glowing into day.
lord byron— Lord Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto III (1816), Stanza 98
With odorous oil thy head and hair are sleek; And then thou kemb'st the tuzzes on thy cheek: Of these, my barbers take a costly care.
john dryden— John Dryden, Fourth Satire of Persius, line 89.
The barber's man hath been seen with him, and the old ornament of his cheek hath already stuffed tennis-balls.
william shakespeare— William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing (1598-99), Act III, scene 2, line 45.
The devil can cite scripture for his purpose. An evil soul producing holy witness, Is like a villain with a smiling cheek; A goodly apple rotten at the heart: O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!
william shakespeare— The Merchant of Venice, Act 1, scene iii, Antonio
