|Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocotts Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.|
|O, how full of briers is this working-day world!|
Shakespeare.As You Like It, Act I. Scene 3. (Rosalind to Celia.)
|They most the world enjoy, who least admire.|
Dr. Young.Night VIII. Line 1173.
|To know the world, not love her, is thy point;|
She gives but little, nor that little long.
Dr. Young.Night VIII. Virtues Apology, Line 1276.
|I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano;|
A stage, where every man must play a part,
And mine a sad one.
Shakespeare.Merchant of Venice, Act I. Scene 1. (Antonio to Gratiano.)
|All this worlds noise appears to me|
A dull ill-acted comedy.
Cowley.The Despair, v. 3.
|Such stuff the world is made of.|
Cowper.Hope, Line 211.
|The world was all before them, where to choose|
Their place of rest, and Providence their guide.
Milton.Paradise Lost, Book XII. Line 646.
|Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.|
Goldsmith.Deserted Village, Line 170.
| What is the world to them,|
Its pomp, its pleasure, and its nonsense all?
Thomson.Spring, Line 1134.
|For still the world prevaild, and its dread laugh,|
Which scarce the firm philosopher can scorn.
Thomson.Autumn, Line 233.
|O who would trust this world, or prize whats in it,|
That gives and takes, and chops and changes, evry minute?
Quarles.Book I. No. IX. Stanza 5.
|Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change.|
Tennyson.Locksley Hall, Verse 91.
|The world is a bundle of hay|
Mankind are the asses who pull;
Each tugs it a different way,
And the greatest of all is John Bull.
| I am sick of this bad world!|
The daylight and the sun grow painful to me.
Addison.Cato, Act IV.
| Tis a busy, talking world,|
That, with licentious breath, blows like the wind
As freely on the palace as the cottage.
Rowe.The Fair Penitent, Act III. Scene 1.
|O, what a world is this, when what is comely|
Envenoms him that bears it!
Shakespeare.As You Like It, Act II. Scene 3. (Adam to Orlando.)
|The world is ashamed of being virtuous.|
Sterne.Tristram Shandy, Vol. VIII. Chap. XXVII.
|For he who gave this vast machine to roll,|
Breathed Life in them, in us a reasoning Soul;
That kindred feelings might our state improve,
And mutual wants conduct to mutual love.
Juvenal.Sat. XV. Line 150. (Gifford.)
|The world, defrauded of the high design,|
Profaned the God-given strength, and marred the lofty line.
Scott.Marmion, Intro. to Canto I. Line 282.
|O what a glory doth this world put on,|
For him who with a fervent heart goes forth,
Under the bright and glorious sky, and looks
On duties well performed and days well spent.
Longfellow.Autumn (Earlier Poems.)
| I am one, my liege,|
Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world
Have so incensd, that I am reckless what
I do, to spite the world.
Shakespeare.Macbeth, Act III. Scene 1. (The Second Murderer to Macbeth.)
|Why, then, the worlds mine oyster,|
Which I with sword will open.
Shakespeare.Merry Wives of Windsor, Act II. Scene 2. (Pistol to Falstaff.)
|A mad world, my masters.|
|He who for scorn had daffed the world aside.|
Ariosto.Orlando Furioso, Canto XIV. Stanza 41. (Roses Transl.)
|The world knows nothing of its greatest men.|
Henry Taylor.Philip Van Artevelde, Act I. Scene 5.
|Ah! world unknown! how charming is thy view,|
Thy pleasures many, and each pleasure new:
Ah!world experiencd! what of thee is told?
How few thy pleasures, and those few how old!
Crabbe.The Borough, Letter 24.
|What is this world?|
What but a spacious burial-field unwalld:
The very turf on which we tread once lived.
Blair.The Grave, Line 483.
|Me seems the world is run quite out of square|
From the first point of his appointed source;
And being once amiss grows daily worse and worse.
Spenser.Fairy Queen, Book V. Verse 1.
|Nor is this world but a huge inn,|
And men the rambling passengers.
Howell.A Poem, Page 9.
|And the whole earth would henceforth be|
A wider prison unto me.
Byron.Prisoner of Chillon, Div. XII.
|The worlds at an endWhats to be done, Jasper?|
Garrick.Miss in her Teens, Act II.
|There is another and a better world.|
Kotzebue.The Stranger, Act I. Scene 1. (Thompson.)