Fiend Quotes
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My mother groaned! my father wept. Into the dangerous
world I leapt, Helpless, naked,
piping loud Like a fiend hid in
a cloud.
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More Fiend Quotes
Ingratitude, thou marble-hearted fiend, More hideous, when thou show'st thee in a child Than the sea-monster!
— Lear, Scene IV
Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge— 1798 'The Rime of the Ancient Mariner', pt.6.
A monster, which the Blatant beast men call, A dreadful fiend of gods and men ydrad.
Edmund Spenser— 1596 The Faerie Queen, bk.5, canto12, stanza 37.
Like a fiend in a cloud,With howling woe,After night I do crowd,And with night will go;I turn my back to the east,From whence comforts have increased;For light doth seize my brainWith frantic pain.
william blake— Mad Song, st. 3
My mother groan'd! my father wept.Into the dangerous world I leapt:Helpless, naked, piping loud:Like a fiend hid in a cloud.
william blake— Infant Sorrow, st. 1
The fiend with all his comrades fell then from heaven above. Through as long as three nights and days, the angels from heaven into hell. And them all the Lord transformed to devils, because they his deed and word would not revere.
cædmon— Creation: The Fall of the Rebel Angels (c. 670).
A legal thief, a bloodless murderer,A fiend incarnate, a false usurer.
joseph hall— Virgidemarium (1598) IV.
You may tell a man thou art a fiend, but not your nose wants blowing; to him alone who can bear a thing of that kind, you may tell all.
johann kaspar lavater— No. 84 (Aphorisms on Man (c. 1788))
People are broad-minded. They'll accept the fact that a person can be an alcoholic, a dope fiend, a wife beater and even a newspaperman, but if a man doesn't drive, there's something wrong with him.
Art Buchwald— Have I Ever Lied to You? (1968)
Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity, For he's a fiend in feline shape, a monster of depravity. You may meet him in a by-street, you may see him in the square But when a crime's discovered, then Macavity's not there!
— Macavity: The Mystery Cat
Let Cupid smile and the fiend must flee; Hey and hither, my lad.
robert graves— "Love and Black Magic"
On a starred night Prince Lucifer uprose. Tired of his dark dominion swung the fiend.
George Meredith— Lucifer in Starlight, l. 1-2 (1883).
Then lies him down the lubber fiend, And stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength.
john milton— Line 110. (L'Allegro (1631))
I knew a girl named Nikki I guess U could say she was a sex fiend I met her in a hotel lobby Masturbating with a magazine. She said "How'd U like 2 waste some time?" And I could not resist when I saw little Nikki grind.
prince— Darling Nikki
For oh, 'twas nuts to the Father of Lies, (As this wily fiend is named in the Bible) To find it settled by Laws so wise That the greater the truth, the worse the libel.
thomas moore— Thomas Moore, A Case of Libel, Odes on Cash, Corn, etc; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922).
Stop not, unthinking, every friend you meet To spin your wordy fabric in the street; While you are emptying your colloquial pack, The fiend Lumbago jumps upon his back.
— Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr., Urania, A Rhymed Lesson, line 439.
Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge— Samuel Taylor Coleridge, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner (1798; 1817), Part VI.
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.
Well, my conscience says, "Launcelot, budge not." "Budge," says the fiend: "budge not," says my conscience. "Conscience," say I, "you counsel well." "fiend," say I, "you counsel well."
william shakespeare— William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice (late 1590s), Act II, scene 2.
Keep * * * thy pen from lenders' books, and defy the foul fiend.
william shakespeare— William Shakespeare, King Lear (1608), Act III, scene 4, line 100.
The gates that now Stood open wide, belching outrageous flame Far into Chaos, since the fiend pass'd through.
john milton— John Milton, Paradise Lost (1667; 1674), Book X, line 232.
Ingratitude! thou marble-hearted fiend, More hideous, when thou show'st thee in a child, Than the sea-monster!
william shakespeare— William Shakespeare, King Lear (1608), Act I, scene 4, line 28.
The fiend with all his comrades Fell then from heaven above, Through as long as three nights and days, The angels from heaven into hell; And them all the Lord transformed to devils, Because they his deed and word Would not revere.
— Creation: The Fall of the Rebel Angels (c. 670).
So on this windy sea of land, the fiend Walked up and down alone bent on his prey.
john milton— 1665 Paradise Lost (published1667), bk.3, l.440-1.
Even the British Arthur becomes an Englishman, a Germanic hero, brave, daring and open-handed. We are in a world of feasts and vaunting speeches, flytings and lusty battles, fierce deeds and bloody humour, with the fiend, the Adversary of Man, always round the next corner.
layamon— Gwyn Jones, in Wace and Layamon (trans. Eugene Mason) Arthurian Chronicles (London: Dent, [1912] 1976) p. xi.
These modern productions are all very well, But there's nothing to equal, from what I hear tell, That moment of mystery When I made history As Firefrorefiddle, the fiend of the Fell.
— Gus: The Theatre Cat
All that is contrary to love and peace is of the fiend and of his part.
— Julian of Norwich, Revelations of Divine Love (c. 1393), Ch. 77
One could forgive the fiend for becoming a torrent, but to become an earthquake was really too much.
Ligne, CharlesJoseph, Prince de— 1814 Of Napoleon I. Attributed.
Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread. Samuel Taylor Coleridge, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner , Part VI, st. 10 (1798).
william wordsworth— William Wordsworth, The Prelude, Book I, l. 301 (written 1799-1805).
