DESIRE DESPAIR
I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
Thais has black, Læcania white teeth; what is the reason? Thais has her own, Læcania bought ones.
For there was never yet philosopher
That could endure the toothache patiently.
Much Ado About Nothing. Act V. Sc. 1.
L. 35.
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Skelton—WhyComeYenattoCourte. L. 939
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DESIRE
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| text = Passing into higher forms of desire, that which slumbered in the plant, and fitfully stirred in the beast, awakes in the man.
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| text = Nil cupientium
Nudus castra peti.
Naked I seek the camp of those who desire
nothing.
Horace—Carmina.
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| text = The thing we long for, that we are
For one transcendent moment.
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| work = Longing.
Nitimur in vetitum semper, cupimusque negata.
We are always striving for things forbidden,
and coveting those denied us.
Ovid—Amorum. III. 4. 17.
Velle suum cuique est, nee voto vivitur uno.
Each man has his own desires; all do not
possess the same inclinations.
Perstos—Satires. V. 53.
As the hart panteth after the water-brooks.
XLII. 1.
Oh! could I throw aside these earthly bands
That tie me down where wretched mortals sigh—
To join blest spirits in celestial lands!
Petrarch—To Laura in Death. Sonnet XLV.
I have
Immortal longings in me.
Antony and Cleopatra. Act V. Sc. 2. L. 282.
I do desire we may be better strangers.
As You Like It. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 274.
Can one desire too much of a good thing?
' As You Like It. Act IV. Sc. 1. L. 123.
Methinks I have a great desire to a bottle of
hay: good hay, sweet hay, hath no fellow.
Midsummer Night's Dream. Act IV. Sc. 1.
L. 36.
Had doting Priam checked his son's desire,
Troy had been bright with fame and not with fire.
Rape of Lucrece. L. 1,490.
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| text = There are two tragedies in life. One is not to
get your heart's desire. The other is to get it.
Bernard Shaw—Man and Superman. Act
IV.
The desire of the moth for the star,
Of the night for the morrow,
The devotion to something afar
From the sphere of our sorrow.
Shelley—To . One Word is too
Profaned.
We grow like flowers, and bear desire,
The odor of the human flowers.
R. H. Stoddard—The Squire of Low Degree.
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DESOLATION
None are so desolate but something dear,
Dearer than self, possesses or possess'd
A thought, and claims the homage of a tear.
Byron—ChiMe Harold. Canto II. St. 24.
Desolate—Life is so dreary and desolate—
Women and men in the crowd meet and mingle,
Yet with itself every soul standeth single,
Deep out of sympathy moaning its moan—
Holding and having its brief exultation—
Making its lonesome and low lamentation—
Fighting its terrible conflicts alone.
Alice Cart—Life.
No one is so accursed by fate,
No one so utterly desolate,
But some heart, though unknown,
Responds unto his own.
| author = Longfellow
| work = Endymion.
Abomination of desolation.
Matthew. XXIV. 15; Mark. XIII. 14.
My desolation does begin to make
A better life.
Antony and Cleopatra. Act V. Sc. 2. L. 1
DESPAIR
I will indulge my sorrows, and give way
To all the pangs and fury of despair.
ADDisoN-r-Cafo. Act IV. Sc. 3.
Despair of ever being saved, "except thou be
born again," or of seeing God "without holiness,"
or of having part in Christ except thou "love him
above father, mother, or thy own life." This
kind of despair is one of the first steps to heaven.
Baxter—Saint's Rest. Ch. VI.
The world goes whispering to its own,
"This anguish pierces to the bone;"
And tender friends go sighing round,
"What love can ever cure tins wound?"
My days go on, my days go on.
