Tenderly Quotes
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O tenderly the haughty day Fills his blue urn with fire; One morn is in the mighty heaven, And one in our desire.
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One more Unfortunate, Weary of breath, Rashly importunate, Gone to her death! Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care; Fashion'd so slenderly Young, and so fair!
thomas hood— The Bridge of Sighs (1844), st. 1-2.
Therefore to this dog will I, tenderly not scornfully, Render praise and favor: With my hand upon his head, Is my benediction said Therefore and for ever.
— To Flush, My Dog, st. 14 (1844).
God listens for nothing so tenderly, as when His children help each other by their testimonies to His goodness and the way in which He has brought them deliverance.
horace bushnell— P. 106. (Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895))
The Moor is of a free and open nature, That thinks men honest that but seem to be so, And will as tenderly be led by the nose As asses are.
— Iago, scene III
Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care; Fashioned so slenderly, Young, and so fair!
Honorius of Autun— 1844 'The Bridge of Sighs'.
Are you lost daddy I arsked tenderly. Shut up he explained.
Ring(old Wilmer) Lardner— 1920 TheYoung Immigrunts, ch.10.
Let us put aside resolutely that great fright, tenderly and without malice, daring to be wrong in something important rather than right in some meticulous banality, fearing no evil while the mind is free to search, imagine, and conclude, inviting our countrymen to try other instruments than coercion and suppression in the effort to meet destiny with triumph, genially suspecting that no creed yet calendared in the annals of politics mirrors the doomful possibilities of infinity.
charles a. beard— Presidential address to the American Political Science Association at St. Louis, Mo., December 29, 1926[1]: "Time, Technology, and the Creative Spirit in Political Science", The American Political Science Review 21 (1), (February 1927) p. 11.
It is a woman's nature to be constant - to love one and one only, blindly, tenderly, and for ever.
anne brontë— Arthur to Helen (Ch. XXVII : Misdemeanour)
Oh, tenderly the haughty day Fills his blue urn with fire.
ralph waldo emerson— Ode, Concord, July 4, 1857
Had Adam tenderly reproved his wife, and endeavored to lead her to repentance instead of sharing in her guilt, I should be much more ready to accord to man that superiority which he claims; but as the facts stand disclosed by the sacred historian, it appears to me that to say the least, there was as much weakness exhibited by Adam as by Eve. They both fell from innocence, and consequently from happiness, but not from equality.
sarah grimké— Letter 1 (July 11, 1837)
With Christ, and like Christ, and not love our friends! Impossible! when He loves them so tenderly. Going into the fuller presence of Him whose very name is "Love" can never make our hearts less loving.
arthur kenney— P. 305. (Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895))
Where the blue of the nightMeets the gold of the day,Someone waits for me.And the gold of her haircrowns the blue of her eyeslike a halo tenderly.
roy turk— Song Where the Blue of the Night (Meets the Gold of the Day)
Upward my face I turn to you, I long for you, I yearn to you, The spectral vision trances me to utt'rance wild and weak; It is not that I mourn you, To mourn you were to scorn you, For you are one step nearer to the beauty singers seek. But I want, and cannot see you, I seek and cannot find you, And, see! I touch the book of songs you tenderly left behind you!
robert williams buchanan— "To David in Heaven", St. 10.
See how the light tenderly love the apricots, it takes them over completely, enters into their pulp, light them from all sides! But it is miserly with the peaches and light only one side of them.
paul cézanne— Fumées dans la campagne, Edmonmd Jaloux, p. 119 (note 2)
Children are holy and pure. Even those of bandits and crocodiles belong among the angels.... They must not be turned into a plaything of one’s mood, first to be tenderly kissed, then rabidly stomped at.
Anton Chekhov— Letter to his brother, A.P. Chekhov (January 2, 1889)
This is my letter to the World That never wrote to Me The simple News that Nature told With tender Majesty Her Message is committed To Hands I cannot see For love of Her Sweet countrymen Judge tenderly of Me
— 441: This is my letter to the World
Had Adam tenderly reproved his wife, and endeavored to lead her to repentance instead of sharing in her guilt, I should be much more ready to accord to man that superiority which he claims; but as the facts stand disclosed by the sacred historian, it appears to me that to say the least, there was as much weakness exhibited by Adam as by Eve. They both fell from innocence, and consequently from happiness, but not from equality.
— Sarah Grimké, Letters on the Equality of the Sexes and the Condition of Woman (1838), no. 1.
Had Adam tenderly reproved his wife, and endeavored to lead her to repentance instead of sharing in her guilt, I should be much more ready to accord to man that superiority which he claims; but as the facts stand disclosed by the sacred historian, it appears to me that to say the least, there was as much weakness exhibited by Adam as by Eve. They both fell from innocence, and consequently from happiness, but not from equality.
— Sarah Grimké, Letters on the Equality of the Sexes and the Condition of Woman (1838), no. 1.
My books are not quite the books I was to write when you and I were young. But I have made at worst some neat, precise and joyous little tales which prevaricate tenderly about the universe and veil the pettiness of human nature with screens ...
— James Branch Cabell, in The Certain Hour, p.189
Let us put aside resolutely that great fright, tenderly and without malice, daring to be wrong in something important rather than right in some meticulous banality, fearing no evil while the mind is free to search, imagine, and conclude, inviting our countrymen to try other instruments than coercion and suppression in the effort to meet destiny with triumph, genially suspecting that no creed yet calendared in the annals of politics mirrors the doomful possibilities of infinity.
— Charles A. Beard Presidential address to the American Political Science Association at St. Louis, Mo., December 29, 1926[1]: "Time, Technology, and the Creative Spirit in Political Science", The American Political Science Review 21 (1), (February 1927) p. 11.
Happy Mary Anerly, looking O so fair, There's a ring upon your hand, and there's myrtle in your hair. Somebody is with you now: Somebody I see, Looks into your trusting face very tenderly.
— Arthur James Munby, Mary Anerly.
Being married to those sleepy-souled women is just like playing at cards for nothing: no passion is excited and the time is filled up. I do not, however, envy a fellow one of those honeysuckle wives for my part, as they are but creepers at best and commonly destroy the tree they so tenderly cling about.
— Samuel Johnson, as Recorded by Mrs. Piozzi.
With Christ, and like Christ, and not love our friends! Impossible! when He loves them so tenderly. Going into the fuller presence of Him whose very name is "Love" can never make our hearts less loving.
— P. 305. (Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895))
With Christ, and like Christ, and not love our friends! Impossible! when He loves them so tenderly. Going into the fuller presence of Him whose very name is "Love" can never make our hearts less loving.
— Arthur Henry Kenney, p. 305 (Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895))
Other arms reach out to me Other eyes smile tenderly Still in peaceful dreams I see The road leads back to you. Georgia, oh Georgia, no peace I find... Just an old sweet song Keeps Georgia on my mind.
— Georgia On My Mind (1960), lyrics by Stuart Gorrell and Hoagy Carmichael
Virtue is not a mushroom, that springeth up of itself in one night when we are asleep, or regard it not; but a delicate plant, that groweth slowly and tenderly, needing much pains to cultivate it, much care to guard it, much time to mature it, in our untoward soil, in this world's unkindly weather.
— Isaac Barrow, p. 612. (Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895))
See yonder little cloud, that, borne aloft So tenderly by the wind, floats fast away Over the snowy peaks!
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Christus, The Golden Legend (1872), Part V, line 145.
The slender water-lily Peeps dreamingly out of the lake; The moon, oppress'd with love's sorrow, Looks tenderly down for her sake.
Heinrich Heine— Heinrich Heine, Book of Songs, New Spring, No. 15, Stanza 1.
tenderly Kala nursed her little waif, wondering silently why it did not gain strength and agility as did the little apes of other mothers. It was nearly a year from the time the little fellow came into her possession before he would walk alone, and as for climbing — my, but how stupid he was!
Edgar Rice Burroughs— Ch. 5 : The White Ape
