You think this cruel? take it for a rule, No creature smarts so little as a fool. Let peals of laughter,Codrus! round thee break, Thou unconcerned canst hear the mighty crack. Pit, box, and gallery in convulsions hurled, Thou stand'st unshook amidst a bursting world.
Alexander PopeHim the Almighty Power hurled headlong flaming from th'ethereal sky With hideous ruin and combustion down To bottomless perdition, there to dwell In adamantine chains and penal fire.
john miltonLive and lie reclined On the hills like Gods together, careless of mankind. For they lie beside their nectar, and the bolts are hurled Far below them in the valleys, and the clouds are lightly curled Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world.
TennysonThen the omnipotent Father with his thunder made Olympus tremble, and from Ossa hurled Pelion.
ovidThe cosmos exploded, actualizing its potentiality of space and time. The centers of power, like fragments of a bursting bomb, were hurled apart. But each one retained in itself, as a memory and a longing, the single point of the whole; and each mirrored in itself aspects of all the others throughout all the cosmical space and time.
Olaf StapledonI have hurled westward the ashes of the uninvited guest!and hammered stars into the unforgetting sky – like nailsI am Goya.
andrey voznesenskyFrom the sweet thoughts of home And from all hope I was forever hurled. For me — farthest from earthiy port to roam Was best, could I but shun the spot where man might come.
william wordsworthWith the stroke of the loss I was so proud of he uttered the cry of a creature hurled over an abyss, and the grasp with which I recovered him might have been that of catching him in his fall. I caught him, yes, I held him it may be imagined with what a passion; but at the end of a minute I began to feel what it truly was that I held. We were alone with the quiet day, and his little heart, dispossessed, had stopped.
Henry JamesCount me o'er earth's chosen heroes, :;they were souls that stood alone, While the men they agonized for hurled the contumelious stone, Stood serene, and down the future saw the golden beam incline To the side of perfect justice, mastered by their faith divine, By one man's plain truth to manhood and to God's supreme design.
james russell lowellIt was in reading Tristam Shandy that I noticed how it is primarily men who gravitate towards the game-playing self-reflexive style. There is an alienation from emotion in it, a Nervous Nelly fear of letting go and being “exposed.” As an attitude towards life, it betrays a perpetual adolescence. Those who hurled themselves after Derrida were not the most sophisticated but the most pretentious, and least creative members of my generation of academics.
camille pagliaShould the whole frame of Nature round him break, In ruin and confusion hurled, He, unconcerned, would hear the mighty crack, And stand secure amidst a falling world.
Should the whole frame of nature round him break In ruin and confusion hurled, He, unconcerned, would hear the mighty crack, And stand secure amidst a falling world.
joseph addisonI have no part of my body, in front at least, that is left without scars; there is no weapon, used at close quarters, or hurled from afar, of which I do not carry the mark. Nay, I have been wounded by the sword, hand to hand; I have been shot with arrows, I have been struck from a catapult, smitten many a time with stones and clubs.
And I saw the wild beast and the kings of the earth and their armies gathered together to wage war against the one seated on the horse and against his army . 20 And the wild beast was caught, and along with it the false prophet that performed in front of it the signs with which he misled those who received the mark of the wild beast and those who worship its image. While still alive, they both were hurled into the fiery lake that burns with sulfur.
We who have seen Italia in the throes, Half risen but to be hurled to ground, and now, Like a ripe field of wheat where once drove plough, All bounteous as she is fair, we think of those Who blew the breath of life into her frame: Cavour, Mazzini, Garibaldi: Three: Her Brain, her Soul, her Sword; and set her free ruinous discords, with one lustrous aim.
Then the omnipotent Father with his thunder made Olympus tremble, and from Ossa hurled Pelion.
Alexander PopeIn the face of the sun are great thunderbolts hurled, And the storm - clouds have shut out its light ; But a Rainbow of Promise now shines on the world , And the universe thrills at the sight .
In the face of the sun are great thunderbolts hurled, And the storm - clouds have shut out its light ; But a Rainbow of Promise now shines on the world , And the universe thrills at the sight .
When his darling sons hurled headlong to partake with us, shall curse Their frail original, and faded bliss, Faded so soon.
john milton