|Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.|
|Content thyself to be obscurely good.|
AddisonCato. Act IV. Sc. 4.
|I give the fight up; let there be an end,|
A privacy, an obscure nook for me,
I want to be forgotten even by God.
Robert BrowningParacelsus. Pt. V.
|Like beauteous flowers which vainly waste their scent|
Of odours in unhaunted deserts.
ChamberlaynePharonida. Part II. Bk. IV.
|As night the life-inclining stars best shows,|
So lives obscure the starriest souls disclose.
George ChapmanHymns and Epigrams of Homer. The Translators Epilogue. L. 74.
|Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,|
And waste its sweetness on the desert air.
GrayElegy in a Country Churchyard. St. 14.
|Yet still he fills affections eye,|
Obscurely wise, and coarsely kind.
Samuel JohnsonOn the Death of Robert Levet.
|Some write their wrongs in marble: he more just,|
Stoopd down serene and wrote them on the dust,
Trod under foot, the sport of every wind,
Swept from the earth and blotted from his mind,
There, secret in the grave, he bade them lie,
And grieved they could not scape the Almighty eye.
Samuel MaddenBoulters Monument.
|The palpable obscure.|
MiltonParadise Lost. Bk. II. L. 406.
|Bene qui latuit, bene vixit.|
He who has lived obscurely and quietly has lived well.
OvidTristium. III. 4. 25.
|Ut sæpe summa ingenia in occulto latent!|
How often the highest talent lurks in obscurity!
PlautusCaptivi. I. 2. 62.
|How happy is the blameless vestals lot!|
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
PopeEloisa to Abelard. L. 207.
|Thus let me live, unseen, unknown,|
Thus unlamented let me die;
Steal from the world, and not a stone
Tell where I lie.
PopeOde on Solitude.
|Yet was he but a squire of low degree.|
SpenserFaerie Queene. Bk. IV. Canto VII. St. 15.
|Eo magis præfulgebat quod non videbatur.|
He shone with the greater splendor, because he was not seen.
TacitusAnnales. III. 76.
|She dwelt among the untrodden ways|
Beside the springs of Dove,
A maid whom there were none to praise
And very few to love.
WordsworthShe Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways.