A man so various, that he seem'd to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts, and nothing long But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon.
Quotes about seemd (12 Quotes)
Th'invention all admir'd, and each, how he To be th'inventor miss'd so easy it seem'd once found, which yet unfound most would have thought impossible.
This would have seem'd a period
To such as love not sorrow; but another,
To amplify too much, would make much more,
And top extremity.
We gathered the wild-flowers. Yes, life there seem'd one pure delight As thro' the field we rov'd. Yes, life there seem'd one pure delight.
Of no distemper, of no blast he died, But fell like autumn fruit that mellow'd long, Even wonder'd at, because he dropp'd no sooner. Fate seem'd to wind him up for fourscore years, Yet freshly ran he on ten winters more Till like a clock worn out with eating time, The wheels of weary life at last stood still.
Every body about me seem'd happy but every body seem'd in a hurry to be happy somewhere else.
With grave Aspect he rose, and in his rising seem'd A pillar of state deep on his front engraven Deliberation sat, and public care And princely counsel in his face yet shone, Majestic though in ruin sage he stood, With Atlantean shoulders, fit to bear The weight of mightiest monarchies his look Drew audience and attention still as night Or summer's noontide air.
The other shape, If shape it might be call'd that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either,black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on. Satan was now at hand.
Seem'd washing his hands with invisible soap In imperceptible water.
And, being open'd, threw unwilling light
Upon the wide wound that the boar had trench'd
In his soft flank; whose wonted lily white
With purple tears, that his wound wept, was drench'd:
No flower was nigh, no grass, herb, leaf, or weed,
But stole his blood and seem'd with him to bleed.
She did deceive her father, marrying you;
And when she seem'd to shake and fear your looks,
She loved them most.
To plead for the Oppress'd and to defend the Weak seem'd to me a generous undertaking; for tho' it may be secure, 'tis not always Honourable to run over to the strongest party.