|Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocotts Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.|
|Now is the winter of our discontent|
Made glorious summer by this sun of York;
And all the clouds that lowerd upon our house
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Shakespeare.Richard III., Act I. Scene 1. (Gloster on his own deformities.)
|All thoughts of her are in your goodness buried.|
Massinger.Duke of Florence, Act V. Scene 3.
|Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast,|
Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round,
And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn
Throws up a steamy column, and the cups,
That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each,
So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Cowper.The Task, Book IV. Line 36.
|Now up, now down, as bucket in a well.|
Chaucer.Vol. I., The Knights Tale, Line 1535.
|Behold, now is the accepted time, now is the day of salvation.|
St. Paul, 2nd Corinthians, Chap. vi. Ver. 2.