Quotes
Quotes about Mirth
Address yourself to entertain them sprightly, And let's be red with mirth.
The glad circle round them yield their souls To festive mirth, and wit that knows no gall.
I love such mirth as does not make friends ashamed to look upon one another next morning.
Stream of the living world Where dash the billows of strife!-- One plunge in the mighty torrent Is a year of tamer life! City of glorious days, Of hope, and labour and mirth, With room and to spare, on thy splendid bays For the ships of all the earth!
Mellifluous Shakespeare, whose enchanting Quill Commandeth Mirth or Passion, was but Will.
From the crown of his head to the sole of his foot, he is all mirth. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iii. Sc. 2.
A merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act ii. Sc. 1.
God sent his Singers upon earth With songs of sadness and of mirth, That they might touch the hearts of men, And bring them back to heaven again.
I have of late--but wherefore I know not--lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame the earth seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire--why, it appeareth nothing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors.
But owned that smile, if oft observed and near, Waned in its mirth, and wither'd to a sneer.
When thou dost tell another's jest, therein Omit the oaths, which true wit cannot need; Pick out of tales the mirth, but not the sin.
His eye begets occasion for his wit; For every object that the one doth catch The other turns to a mirth-moving jest, Which his fair tongue, conceit's expositor, Delivers in such apt and gracious words, That aged ears play truant at his tales, And younger hearings are quite ravished, So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own.
Few things surpass old wine; and they may preach Who please, the more because they preach in vain,-- Let us have wine and women, mirth and laughter, Sermons and soda-water the day after.
The heart of the wise in in the house of mourning, but the heart of fools is in the house of mirth.
