Quotes
Quotes about Race
I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary, but slinks out of the race where that immortal garland is to be run for, not without dust and heat.
Oh, could you view the melody
Of every grace
And music of her face,
You 'd drop a tear;
Seeing more harmony
In her bright eye
Than now you hear.
Thus would I double my life's fading space;
For he that runs it well, runs twice his race.
Learn to read slow: all other graces
Will follow in their proper places.
Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
Let us embrace, and from this very moment vow an eternal misery together.
Vows with so much passion, swears with so much grace,
That 't is a kind of heaven to be deluded by him.
I 've often wish'd that I had clear,
For life, six hundred pounds a year;
A handsome house to lodge a friend;
A river at my garden's end;
A terrace walk, and half a rood
Of land set out to plant a wood.
And he gave it for his opinion, that whoever could make two ears of corn, or two blades of grass, to grow upon a spot of ground where only one grew before, would deserve better of mankind, and do more essential service to his country, than the whole race of politicians put together.
He made it a part of his religion never to say grace to his meat.
And waste their music on the savage race.
Vice is a monster of so frightful mien,
As to be hated needs but to be seen;
Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face,
We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
For forms of government let fools contest;
Whate'er is best administer'd is best.
For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight;
His can't be wrong whose life is in the right.
In faith and hope the world will disagree,
But all mankind's concern is charity.
From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part,
And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art.
Fair tresses man's imperial race insnare,
And beauty draws us with a single hair.
Get place and wealth, if possible, with grace;
If not, by any means get wealth and place.
Chiefs who no more in bloody fights engage,
But wise through time, and narrative with age,
In summer-days like grasshoppers rejoice,--
A bloodless race, that send a feeble voice.
First in the fight and every graceful deed.
He held his seat,--a friend to human race.
Like leaves on trees the race of man is found,--
Now green in youth, now withering on the ground;
Another race the following spring supplies:
They fall successive, and successive rise.
Few sons attain the praise
Of their great sires, and most their sires disgrace.
Forgetful youth! but know, the Power above
With ease can save each object of his love;
Wide as his will extends his boundless grace.
What mighty woes
To thy imperial race from woman rose!
But he whose inborn worth his acts commend,
Of gentle soul, to human race a friend.
Note 25.Quandoque bonus dormitat Homerus (Even the worthy Homer some times nods).--Horace: De Arte Poetica, 359.
