Whate'er is well conceived is clearly said, And the words to say it flow with ease.
Quotes about whateer (16 Quotes)
All armed I ride, whate'er betide, Until I find the holy Grail.
Whate'er he did was done with so much ease, In him alone 't was natural to please.
Here lies James Quinn. Deign, reader, to be taught, Whate'er thy strength of body, force of thought, In Nature's happiest mould however cast, To this complexion thou must come at last.
O happiness our being's end and aim Good, pleasure, ease, content whate'er thy name That something still which prompts the eternal sigh, For which we bear to live, or dare to die.
It fortifies my soul to know That, though I perish, Truth is so That, howsoeer I stray and range, Whateer I do, Thou dost not change. I steadier step when I recall That, if I slip Thou dost not fall.
Whate'er men do, or say, or think, or dream.
The maid who modestly conceals Her beauties, while she hides, reveals Give but a glimpse, and fancy draws Whate'er the Grecian Venus was.
Manner is all in all, whate'er is writ, The substitute for genius, sense, and wit.
'T is the heart's current lends the cup its glow, Whate'er the fountain whence the draught may flow.
Thy oaths I quit, thy memory resign;
Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine.
In many's looks, the false heart's history
Is writ in moods and frowns and wrinkles strange,
But heaven in thy creation did decree
That in thy face sweet love should ever dwell;
Whate'er thy thoughts, or thy heart's workings be,
Thy looks should nothing thence but sweetness tell.
Art thou in misery, brother Then I pray Be comforted. Thy grief shall pass away. Art thou elated Ah, be not too gay Temper thy joy this, too, shall pass away. Art thou in danger Still let reason sway, And cling to hope this, too, shall pass away. Tempted art thou In all thine anguish lay One truth to heart this, too, shall pass away. Do rays of loftier glory round thee play Kinglike art thou This, too, shall pass away Whateer thou art, wherer thy footsteps stray, Heed these wise words This, too, shall pass away.
For thus the royal mandate ran, When first the human race began, 'The social, friendly honest man, Whate'er he be, Tis he fulfils great Nature's plan, And none but he'
NOSE, n. The extreme outpost of the face. From the circumstance that great conquerors have great noses, Getius, whose writings antedate the age of humor, calls the nose the organ of quell. It has been observed that one's nose is never so happy as when thrust into the affairs of others, from which some physiologists have drawn the inference that the nose is devoid of the sense of smell.There's a man with a Nose, And wherever he goes The people run from him and shoutNo cotton have we For our ears if so be He blow that interminous snoutSo the lawyers applied For injunction. Denied, Said the Judge the defendant prefixion, Whate'er it portend, Appears to transcend The bounds of this court's jurisdiction. --Arpad Singiny
But whate'er you are That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time If you have ever looked on better days, If ever been where bells knoll'd to church, If ever sat at any good man's feast, If ever from your eyelids wiped a tear, And know what 'tis to pity and be pitied, Let gentleness my strong enforcement be....