|Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.|
|Great Pompeys shade complains that we are slow,|
And Scipios ghost walks unavenged amongst us!
AddisonCato. Act II. Sc. 1.
|Who gather round, and wonder at the tale|
Of horrid apparition, tall and ghastly,
That walks at dead of night, or takes his stand
Oer some new-opend grave; and, (strange to tell!)
Evanishes at crowing of the cock.
BlairThe Grave. L. 67.
|Where entity and quiddity,|
The ghosts of defunct bodies, fly.
ButlerHudibras. Pt. I. Canto I. L. 145.
|The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she.|
ColeridgeThe Ancient Mariner. Pt. III.
| The unexpected disappearance of Mr. Canning from the scene, followed by the transient and embarrassed phantom of Lord Goderich. (Quoted, He flits across the stage a transient and embarrassed phantom.)|
Benj. DisraeliEndymian. Ch. III.
|Thin, airy shoals of visionary ghosts.|
HomerOdyssey. Bk. XI. L. 48. Popes trans.
|So many ghosts, and forms of fright,|
Have started from their graves to-night,
They have driven sleep from mine eyes away;
I will go down to the chapel and pray.
LongfellowThe Golden Legend. Pt. IV.
|Of calling shapes, and beckning shadows dire,|
And airy tongues that syllable mens names.
MiltonComus. L. 207.
| For spirits when they please|
Can either sex assume, or both.
MiltonParadise Lost. Bk. I. L. 423.
|Whence and what are thou, execrable shape?|
MiltonParadise Lost. Bk. II. L. 681.
|All heart they live, all head, all eye, all ear,|
All intellect, all sense, and as they please
They limb themselves, and colour, shape, or size
Assume, as likes them best, condense or rare.
MiltonParadise Lost. Bk. VI. L. 350.
|What beckning ghost along the moonlight shade|
Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade?
PopeElegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady. L. 1.
|The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead|
Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets.
Hamlet. Act I. Sc. 1. L. 115.
|There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave.|
To tell us this.
Hamlet. Act I. Sc. 5. L. 126.
|I can call spirits from the vasty deep.|
Why, so can I, or so can any man;
But will they come when you do call for them?
Henry IV. Pt. I. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 52.
| What are these,|
So witherd, and so wild in their attire;
That look not like the inhabitants o th earth,
And yet are on t?
Macbeth. Act I. Sc. 3. L. 39.
|Is this a dagger which I see before me,|
The handle toward my hand?
Macbeth. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 33.
|A dagger of the mind, a false creation,|
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Macbeth. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 38.
|Now it is the time of night,|
That the graves, all gaping wide,
Every one lets forth his sprite,
In the church-way paths to glide.
Midsummer Nights Dream. Act V. Sc. 1. L. 386.
|My people too were scared with eerie sounds,|
A footstep, a low throbbing in the walls,
A noise of falling weights that never fell,
Weird whispers, bells that rang without a hand,
Door-handles turnd when none was at the door,
And bolted doors that opend of themselves;
And one betwixt the dark and light had seen
Her, bending by the cradle of her babe.
|I look for ghosts; but none will force|
Their way to me; tis falsely said
That even there was intercourse
Between the living and the dead.
WordsworthAffliction of Margaret.