Little pitchers have wide ears. [ English Proverb, collected by George Herbert ]
Now it is the time of night,
That the graves, all gaping wide.
Every one lets forth its sprite.
In the church-way paths to glide. [ William Shakespeare ]
The wide world is all before us -
But a world without a friend. [ Burns ]
Around the mighty master came
The marvels which his pencil wrought
Those miracles of power whose fame
Is wide as human thought. [ Whittier ]
Slowly, slowly falls night's curtain
Over all the wide-spread land;
And the angels of the twilight
At the gates of heaven stand.
Lo, they come, a band of angels.
Clad in robes of tender gray;
And before their gracious presence,
Fades the sun's last lingering ray. [ C. E, Charles ]
Wide will wear, but narrow will tear. [ Proverb ]
And all the meadows, wide unrolled,
Were green and silver, green and gold.
Where buttercups and daisies spun
Their shining tissues in the sun. [ Julia C. R. Dorr ]
Noiseless as fear in a wide wilderness. [ Keats ]
My inheritance how wide and fair!
Time is my seed-field, to Time I'm heir. [ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ]
Children have wide ears and long tongues. [ Proverb ]
O, she is fallen
Into a pit of ink, that the wide sea
Hath drops too few to wash her clean again. [ William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing, Act IV. Sc.1 ]
Take up the torch and wave it wide,
The torch that lights Time's thickest gloom. [ Bonar ]
The sea! the sea!- the open sea!
The blue, the fresh, the ever free!
Without a mark, without a bound,
It runneth the earth's wide regions round;
It plays with the clouds; it mocks the skies;
Or like a cradled creature lies. [ Barry Cornwall ]
When over the street the morning peal is flung,
From yon tall belfry with the brazen tongue,
Its wide vibrations, wafted by the gale,
To each far listener tell a different tale. [ Holmes ]
Myself am hell; And in the lowest deep a lower deep,
Still threatening to devour me, opens wide;
To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven. [ Milton ]
He that climbs the tall tree has won right to the fruit,
He that leaps the wide gulf should prevail in his suit. [ Sir Walter Scott ]
He is wide of the mark; has gone quite out of his sphere.
This world surely is wide enough to hold both thee and me. [ Sterne ]
Society is composed of slow Christians and wide-awake sinners. [ H. W. Shaw ]
Through the wide world, he only is alone who lives not for another. [ Samuel Rogers ]
The net of heaven is very wide in its meshes, and yet it misses nothing. [ Lao-Tze ]
Wit marries ideas lying wide apart, by a sudden jerk of the understanding. [ Edwin P. Whipple ]
That friendship, which is exerted in too wide a sphere, becomes totally useless. [ Goldsmith ]
A lie has no legs, and cannot stand; but it has wings, and can fly far and wide. [ Warburton ]
There is work on God's wide earth for all men that he has made with hands and hearts. [ Carlyle ]
He sleeps as dogs do when wives bake, (i.e. is wide awake, though pretending not to see). [ Scotch Proverb ]
Expel avarice, the mother of all wickedness, who, always thirsty for more, opens wide her jaws for gold. [ Claudianus ]
O, polished perturbation! golden care that keepest the ports of slumber open wide to many a watchful night! [ William Shakespeare ]
Irresolution and mutability are often the faults of men whose views are wide, and whose imagination is vigorous and excursive. [ Dr. Johnson ]
There is a wide difference between the knowledge of men and the knowledge of man. To know man, it suffices to study one's self. [ Duclos ]
Great men are the modellers, patterns, and in a wide sense creators, of whatsoever the general mass of men contrived to do and attain. [ Carlyle ]
Between levity and cheerfulness there is a wide distinction; and the mind which is most open to levity is frequently a stranger to cheerfulness. [ Blair ]
All these are elements of happiness - love of nature, acquaintance with the wide earth, congenial intercourse with superior minds, and abiding friendships. [ Charles W. Eliot ]
To be left alone in the wide world with scarcely a friend, - this makes the sadness which, striking its pang into the minds of the young and the affectionate, teaches them too soon to watch and interpret the spirit-signs of their own hearts. [ Hawthorne ]
Nature gives you the impression as if there were nothing contradictory in the world; and yet, when you return back to the dwelling-place of man, be it lofty or low, wide or narrow, there is ever somewhat to contend with, to battle with, to smooth and put to rights. [ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ]
There is dew in one flower and not in another, because one opens its cup and takes it in, while the other closes itself and the drop runs off. So God rains goodness and mercy as wide as the dew, and if we lack them, it is because we do not open our hearts to receive them. [ Aughey ]
The golden ripple on the wall came back again, and nothing else stirred in the room. The old, old fashion! The fashion that came in with our first garments, and will last unchanged until our race has run its course, and the wide firmament is rolled up like a scroll. The old, old fashion, - Death! Oh, thank God, all who see it, for that older fashion yet, - of Immortality! [ Charles Dickens ]
We cannot describe the natural history of the soul, but we know that it is divine. All things are known to the soul. It is not to be surprised by any communication. Nothing can be greater than it. Let those fear and those fawn who will. The soul is in her native realm; and it is wider than space, older than time, wide as hope, rich as love. Pusillanimity and fear she refuses with a beautiful scorn; they are not for her who putteth on her coronation robes, and goes out through universal love to universal power. [ Emerson ]
I put myself, my experiences, my observations, my heart and soul into my work. I press my soul upon the white paper. The writer who does this may have any style, he or she will find the hearts of their readers. Writing a book involves, not a waste, but a great expenditure of vital force. Yet I can assure you I have written the last lines of most of my stories with tears. The characters of my own creation had become dear to me. I could not bear to bid them good-bye and send them away from me into the wide world. [ Amelia E. Barr, The Art of Authorship, 1891 ]
The Christian cemetery is a memorial and a record. It is not a mere field in which the dead are stowed away unknown; it is a touching and beautiful history, written in family burial plots, in mounded graves, in sculptured and inscribed monuments. It tells the story of the past, - not of its institutions, or its wars, or its ideas, but of its individual lives, - of its men and women and children, and of its household. It is silent, but eloquent; it is common, but it is unique. We find no such history elsewhere; there are no records in all the wide world in which we can discover so much that is suggestive, so much that is pathetic and impressive. [ Joseph Anderson ]