Thee Quotes

Be not affronted at a joke. If one throw salt at thee, thou wilt receive no harm, unless thou art raw.

I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way.

Pride of the dewy morning, The swain's experienced eye From thee takes timely warning. Nor trusts the gorgeous sky.

Abide with me from morn to eve, / For without Thee I cannot live: / Abide with me when night is nigh. / For without Thee I dare not die.

I saw pale kings and princes too, Pale warriors, death-pale were they all; They cried- "La Belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!

Thee lift me, and I lift thee, and together we ascend.

If thou couldst, doctor, cast The water of my land, find her disease, And purge it to a sound and pristine health, I would applaud thee to the very echo, That should applaud you again.

A pillow for thee will I bring,Stuffed with down of angel's wing.

Do the duty which lies nearest to thee.

Mankind is an unco squad And muckle he may grieve thee.

Don't forget, Riddler, how I love thee. Or all we shared together. Or that this sea and all other seas can lead you back to me.

We are as the flute, and the music in us is from thee; we are as the mountain and the echo in us is from thee.

Let it please thee to keep in order a moderate-sized farm, that so thy garners may be full of fruits in their season.

Nothing is more fallacious than wealth. To-day it is for thee; tomorrow it is against thee. It arms the eyes of the envious every where. It is a hostile comrade, a domestic enemy.

... And death unloads thee.

What thou art, that thou art; that God knoweth thee to be and thou canst be said to be no greater.

The spark divine dwells in thee: let it grow.

I am not bound to please thee with my answer.

Who had deceived thee so often as thyself?

It is hard for me to believe that any husband and wife are really happy together. And to have thee say you are is an unspeakable comfort.

Most Glorious and eternal Majesty, Thou art righteous and holy in all thou dost to the sons of men, though thou hast suffered men to condemn Thy servant, Thy servant will not condemn Thee.

If thy heart fails thee, climb not at all.

Foul fiend of France and hag of all despite, Encompassed with thy lustful paramours, Becomes it thee to taunt his valiant age And twit with cowardice a man half dead?

Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee, While the world's tide is bearing me along; Sterner desires and darker hopes beset me, Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong.

Listen not to a tale-bearer or slanderer, for he tells thee nothing out of good-will; but as he discovereth of the secrets of others, so he will of thine in turn.

Mother of Marvels, mysterious and tender Nature, why do we not live more in thee.

Bring thyself to account each day ere thou art summoned to a reckoning; for death, unheralded, shall come upon thee and thou shalt be called to give account for thy deeds.

It strikes! one, two, Three, four, five, six. Enough, enough, dear watch, Thy pulse hath beat enough. Now sleep and rest; Would thou could'st make the time to do so too; I'll wind thee up no more.

Anger may repast with thee for an hour, but not repose for a night; the continuance of anger is hatred, the continuance of hatred turns malice.

O horror! Horror! Horror! Tongue nor heart Cannot conceive nor name thee!

Such is my love, to thee I so belong, That for thy right myself will bear all wrong.

But did thee feel the earth move?

Give me simplicity, that I may live, So live and like, that I may know Thy ways, Know them and practise them: then shall I give For this poor wreath, give Thee a crown of praise.

The heart of man is restless until he finds rest in Thee.

Enjoy the Spring of Love and Youth, to some good angel leave the rest; For Time will teach thee soon the truth, there are no birds in last year's nest!

I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be buried in thy eyes—and moreover, I will go with thee to thy uncle’s.

If thine enemy offend thee, give his child a drum.

Language most shows a man, speak that I may see thee.

Choose the life that is noblest, for custom can make it sweet to thee.

We must not sit still and look for miracles; up and doing, and the Lord will be with thee. Prayer and pains, through faith in Christ Jesus, will do anything.

Absolute truth belongs to Thee alone.

Vast chain of being! which from God began, Natures ethereal, human, angel, man, Beast, bird, fish, insect, what no eye can see, No glass can reach, from infinite to Thee, From Thee to nothing.

Yet, O thou beautiful rose! Queen rose so fair and sweet. What were lover or crown to thee, without the clay at thy feet?

Give what thou canst, without Thee we are poor; And with Thee rich, take what Thou wilt away.

Enjoy thy stream, O harmless fish; And when an angler for his dish, Through gluttony's vile sin, Attempts, the wretch, to pull thee out, God give thee strength, O gentle trout, To pull the rascal in!

In all I wish, how happy should I be, Thou grand Deluder, were it not for thee? So weak thou art that fools thy power despise; And yet so strong, thou triumph'st o'er the wise.

Drive thy business or it will drive thee.

Let thy vices die before thee.

Keep thy shop, and thy shop will keep thee.

Slayer of the winter, art thou here again? O welcome, thou that bring'st the summer nigh! The bitter wind makes not the victory vain. Nor will we mock thee for thy faint blue sky.