Can the high level of violence in patriarchal cultures be attributed to people's chronic, if largely unconscious, rage over the denial of their freedom and pleasure? To what extent is sanctioned or officially condoned violence from war and capital punishment to lynching, wife-beating and the rape of "bad" women to harsh penalties for "immoral" activities like drug-taking and nonmarital sex to the religious and ideological persecution of totalitarian states in effect a socially approved outlet for expressing that rage, as well as a way of relieving guilt by projecting one's own unacceptable desires onto scapegoats?
No cord norcable cansoforciblydraw, orhold sofast, as love can do with a twined thread.The scorching beams under the equinoctial or extremity of cold within the circle Arctic, where the very seas are frozen, cold or torrid zonecannot avoid orexpel thisheat, fury, and rage of mortal men.
Heaven has no rage, like love to hatred turned, Nor Hell a fury, like a woman scorned.william congreve
Not die here in a rage, like a poisoned rat in a hole.jonathan swift
What rage for fame attends both great and small!Better be damned than mentioned not at all.john wolcot
What rage for fame attends both great and small! Better be d—n'd than mentioned not at all.
Auspicious Prince! at whose nativity Some royal planet rul'd the southern sky; Thy longing country's darling and desire; Their cloudy pillar, and their guardian fire: Their second Moses, whose extended wand Divides the seas, and shows the promis'd land: Whose dawning day, in very distant age, Has exercis'd the sacred prophet's rage: The people's pray'r, the glad diviner's theme, The young men's vision, and the old men's dream!john dryden
Timotheus, to his breathing flute, And sounding lyre, Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.john dryden
You could not tell, and yet it looked as if The shore was lucky in being backed by cliff, The cliff in being backed by continent; It looked as if a night of dark intent Was coming, and not only a night, an age. Someone had better be prepared for rage. There would be more than ocean-water broken Before God's last Put out the Light was spoken.robert frost
Patience and time do more than strength or passion.jean de la fontaine
But in the glances of his eye, A penetrating, keen, and sly Expression found its home; The flash of that satiric rage, Which, bursting on the early stage, Branded the vices of the age, And broke the keys of Rome. :;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;*:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;*:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;* Still is thy name in high account, And still thy verse has charms, Sir David Lindesay of the Mount, Lord Lion King-at-arms!david lyndsay
There is no sport in hate where all the rage Is on one side.Percy Bysshe Shelley
Our missionaries are going forth to different nations, and in Germany, Palestine, New Holland, the East Indies, and other places, the standard of truth has been erected: no unhallowed hand can stop the work from progressing, persecutions may rage, mobs may combine, armies may assemble, calumny may defame, but the truth of God will go forth boldly, nobly, and independent till it has penetrated every continent, visited every clime, swept every country, and sounded in every ear, till the purposes of God shall be accomplished and the great Jehovah shall say the work is done.smith, joseph, jr.
Chill penury repress'd their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul.thomas gray
A man not perfect, but of heart So high, of such heroic rage, That even his hopes became a part Of earth's eternal heritage.
Your scene precariously subsists too long, On French translation and Italian song. Dare to have sense yourselves; assert the stage; Be justly warm'd with your own native rage.Alexander Pope
The Countess of Egmont sits with Madame while the Princess of Orange is kept standing, the Prince is dying of rage.
Heav'n has no rage, like love to hatred turn'd. Nor Hell a fury, like a woman scorn'd.william congreve
A robin redbreast in a cage Puts all Heaven in a rage.
But in the glances of his eye, A penetrating, keen, and sly Expression found its home; The flash of that satiric rage, Which, bursting on the early stage, Branded the vices of the age, And broke the keys of Rome. :;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;*:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;*:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;* Still is thy name in high account, And still thy verse has charms, Sir David Lindesay of the Mount, Lord Lion King-at-arms!
O, could I flow like thee! and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme; Though deep yet clear, though gentle yet not dull; Strong without rage, without o'erflowing full.
Those dying here, the lonely Forgotten by the world, Our tongue becomes for them The language of an ancient planet. Until, when all is legend And many years have passed, On a great Campo di Fiori rage will kindle at a poet's word.czesław miłosz