Wet Quotes
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We have a wretched motley crew, in the fleet; the marines the refuse of every regiment, and the seamen, few of them, ever wet with salt water.
benedict arnold— Letter to General Gates (21 September 1776), in Battle of Valcour on Lake Champlain, October 11th, 1776 by Peter Sailly Palmer (1876, p. 5)
A cat may look at a king.
John Simpson— The Oxford Dictionary of Proverbs (Illustrated ed., p. 400)
A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast And fills the white and rustling sails, And bends the gallant mast! And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England in the lee.
Allan Cunningham— Allan Cunningham, Songs of Scotland, A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea.
A wet sheet and a flowing sea,A wind that follows fast,And fills the white and rustling sail,And bends the gallant mast.And bends the gallant mast, my boys,While like the eagle freeAway the good ship flies, and leavesOld England on the lee.
Allan Cunningham— "A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea"; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
Thus does the white swan, as he lies on the wet grass, when the Fates summon him, sing at the fords of Mæander.
ovid— Ovid, Epigram VII. Riley's translation.
The surface of the earth is the shore of the cosmic ocean. From it we have learned most of what we know. Recently, we have waded a little out to sea, enough to dampen our toes or, at most, wet out ankles. The water seems inviting.
carl sagan— Cosmos, Chapter 1 (1985, p. 2)
Then the wet, winding roads, Brown bogs with black water; And my thoughts on white ships And the King o' Spain's daughter.
Padraic Colum— 1907 'A Drover'.
I love to feel events overlapping each other, crawling over one another like wet crabs in a basket.
— 1958 Balthazar, pt.1.
Whenever the moon and stars are set, Whenever the wind is high, All night long in the dark and wet, A man goes riding by. Late in the night when the fires are out, Why does he gallop and gallop about?
Robert Louis Stevenson— 1885 A Child's Garden ofVerses, no.9,'Windy Nights', stanza1.
Hail fellow, well met, All dirty and wet: Find out, if you can, Who's master, who's man.
jonathan swift— 1728 'My Lady's Lamentation', l.171.
Children are like wet cement. Whatever falls on them makes an impression.
haim ginott— Quoted in Practical Parenting Tips By Vicki Lansky, p.190
The cat would eate fish, and would not wet her feete.
john heywood— Part I, chapter 11.
A drunkard clasp his teeth and not undo 'em,To suffer wet damnation to run through 'em.
— The Revenger's Tragedy (1607), Act III. Sc. 1. Compare: "Distilled damnation", Robert Hall (in Gregory's Life of Hall).
In Ceylon I had a black nurse who wet - nursed me.Years later I was told by my father that she said of me:"This boy plenty belly, big stick."
christopher vokes— Kingston, p. 4
It was a Sunday afternoon, wet and cheerless; and a duller spectacle this earth of ours has not to show than a rainy Sunday in London.
thomas de quincey— Pt. II, Recalling the day in 1804 when he first took opium.
Earth , the world , the fifth planet from the sun the species that stands on two legs and roams this thin wet crust: it’s changing, Lobey. It’s not the same. Some people walk under the sun and accept that change, others close their eyes, clap their hands to their ears, and deny the world with their tongues.
samuel r. delany— Section 11 (in the far future of the novel, the sun has captured two more planets)
This house has been far out at sea all night, The woods crashing through darkness, the booming hills, Winds stampeding the fields under the window Floundering black astride and blinding wet Till day rose; then under an orange sky The hills had new places, and wind wielded Blade-light, luminous black and emerald, Flexing like the lens of a mad eye.
ted hughes— "Wind" (The Hawk in the Rain (1957))
From my mother's sleep I fell into the State, And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze. Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life, I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters. When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.
Randall Jarrell— "The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner" [2], complete poem
The Liner she's a lady, an' she never looks nor 'eeds The Man-o'-War's 'er 'usband, an' 'e gives 'er all she needs; But, oh, the little cargo-boats, that sail the wet seas roun', They're just the same as you an' me a-plyin' up an' down!
rudyard kipling— The Liner She's a Lady, Stanza 1 (1895).
Good housewives all the winter's rage despise, Defended by the riding-hood's disguise; Or, underneath the umbrella's oily shade, Safe through the wet on clinking pattens tread, Let Persian dames the umbrella's ribs display, To guard their beauties from the sunny ray; Or sweating slaves support the shady load, When eastern monarchs show their state abroad; Britain in winter only knows its aid, To guard from chilling showers the walking maid.
john gay— John Gay, Trivia, Book I, line 209.
Tier on tier of beautiful mountains and streams Blue green vistas locked in white clouds The mist makes my bandana wet Dew coats my grass cape My feet climb in straw sandals My hand holds an old wooden stick When I gaze down again on the dusty world It has become a land of phantoms and dreams to me
han shan— Cold Mountain Transcendental Poetry by the t'ang zen poet han-shan (2005, 2011), tr. Wandering Poet
Swords cut him not, nor may fire burn him, O son of Bharata, waters wet him not, nor dry winds parch. He may not be cut nor burned nor wet nor withered; he is eternal, all-present, firm, unshaken, everlasting. He is called unmanifest, unimaginable, unchanging; therefore, knowing him thus, deign not to grieve!
— Krishna; Chapter 2, verses 23–25; Charles Johnston translation
Tell people there's an invisible man in the sky who created the universe , and the vast majority will believe you. Tell them the paint is wet , and they have to touch it to be sure.
— George Carlin in: J. J. Dyken The Divine Default: Why Faith is Not the Answer, Algora Publishing, 2013, p.32
It is the hour when from the boughs The nightingale's high note is heard; It is the hour when lovers' vows Seem sweet in every whispered word; And gentle winds, and waters near, Make music to the lonely ear. Each flower the dews have lightly wet, And in the sky the stars are met, And on the wave is deeper blue, And on the leaf a browner hue, And in the heaven that clear obscure, So softly dark, and darkly pure. Which follows the decline of day, As twilight melts beneath the moon away.
lord byron— Lord Byron, Parisina, Stanza 1.
A drunkard clasp his teeth and not undo 'em, To suffer wet damnation to run through 'em.
— Cyril Tourneur, The Revenger's Tragedy (1607), Act III, scene 1.
I'm sorry, boys, I'm all wet.
— Who: Gracie Allen, wife and comedy partner of George Burns
And he went back through the wet Wild Woods, waving his wild tail and walking by his wild lone.But he never told anybody.
— 1902 Just So Stories,'The Cat That Walked By Himself'.
