Cherish

Now as they did not refuse the swift death, a hopeful young thing like Joan would naturally cherish that fact and make the most of it, allowing it to grow and establish itself in her mind.

By all that I have ever read, I am convinced that it is very common indeed, that human nature is particularly prone to it, and that there are very few of us who do not cherish a feeling of self-complacency on the score of some quality or other, real or imaginary.

I honor and respect and cherish you—but I do not desire you, Jorah Mormont, and I am weary of your trying to push every other man in the world away from me, so I must needs rely on you and you alone.

Come with me, o’er tops of trees, To my fragrant palaces, Where they ever floating are Beneath the cherish of a star Call’d Vesper, who with silver veil Ever hides his brilliance pale, Ever gently-drowsed doth keep Twilight for the Fays to sleep.

He seemed carefully to cherish within himself the gloomy mood which alone enabled him to endure his position.

What is the matter?” It is a world of disappointment: often to the hopes we most cherish, and hopes that do our nature the greatest honour.

And further, I consider that a prince ought to cherish the nobles, but not so as to make himself hated by the people.

Ev’n haughty Juno, who, with endless broils, Earth, seas, and heav’n, and Jove himself turmoils; At length aton’d, her friendly pow’r shall join, To cherish and advance the Trojan line.

If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me.

Then, my son, return to the world still more brilliant because of your former sorrows; and if I am wrong, still let me cherish these hopes, for I have no future to look forward to.

“I thought … I thought,” he said, in a soft and, as it were, controlled voice, “that I was coming to my native place with the angel of my heart, my betrothed, to cherish his old age, and I find nothing but a depraved profligate, a despicable clown!” “A duel!” yelled the old wretch again, breathless and spluttering at each syllable.

She began to cherish hope, with all her might, without knowing why.

Birds do not sing in caves, nor do doves cherish their innocence in dovecots.

Now Finalè to the Shore Now finalè to the shore, Now land and life finalè and farewell, Now Voyager depart, (much, much for thee is yet in store,) Often enough hast thou adventur’d o’er the seas, Cautiously cruising, studying the charts, Duly again to port and hawser’s tie returning; But now obey thy cherish’d secret wish, Embrace thy friends, leave all in order, To port and hawser’s tie no more returning, Depart upon thy endless cruise old Sailor.

“But that bird built its nest beside me: therefore, I love and cherish it—now sitteth it beside me on its golden eggs.” Thus shouldst thou stammer, and praise thy virtue.

On the evening previous to her being brought to my home, my mother had said playfully, “I have a pretty present for my Victor—tomorrow he shall have it.” And when, on the morrow, she presented Elizabeth to me as her promised gift, I, with childish seriousness, interpreted her words literally and looked upon Elizabeth as mine—mine to protect, love, and cherish.

She swore to him as they mingled the salt streams of their tears that she would cherish his memory, that she would never forget her hero boy who went to his death with a song on his lips as if he were but going to a hurling match in Clonturk park.

His constant ailments, which once aroused compassion, became fitter for contempt when their causes were apparent in laziness and self-indulgence, and when he was seen to cherish them as occupations of his too-great leisure.

“What will we do?” “We’ll cherish this for as long as we live.” “You sound … so final.” “I am.” “But we’ll see each other every …” “Never again like this.” “Hwi!” He hurled himself across the bed and buried his face in her breast.

Dolores Umbridge has told me that you cherish an ambition to become an Auror.

It was, at least, a ticklish decision that he had to make; and self-reliant as he was by habit, he began to cherish a longing for advice.

Thy noble shape is but a form of wax, Digressing from the valour of a man; Thy dear love sworn but hollow perjury, Killing that love which thou hast vow’d to cherish; Thy wit, that ornament to shape and love, Misshapen in the conduct of them both, Like powder in a skilless soldier’s flask, Is set afire by thine own ignorance, And thou dismember’d with thine own defence.

From my brother12 Severus, to love my kin, and to love truth, and to love justice; and through him I learned to know Thrasea, Helvidius, Cato, Dion, Brutus;13 and from him I received the idea of a polity in which there is the same law for all, a polity administered with regard to equal rights and equal freedom of speech, and the idea of a kingly government which respects most of all the freedom of the governed; I learned from him also consistency and undeviating steadiness in my regard for philosophy; and a disposition to do good, and to give to others readily, and to cherish good hopes, and to believe that I am loved by my friends; and in him I observed no concealment of his opinions with respect to those whom he condemned, and that his friends had no need to conjecture what he wished or did not wish, but it was quite plain.

therefore now despised; Such dogs and men there are, mere things of state; And always cherish'd by their friends, the great."

“Your father loves his special treasures best of all, and he will cherish you,” the overseer was saying.

one’s duty is to feel what is great, cherish the beautiful, and not accept all the conventions of society with the ignominy that it imposes upon us.” “Yet—yet—” objected Madame Bovary.

Which now the sky with various face begins To show us in this mountain, while the winds Blow moist and keen, shattering the graceful locks Of these fair spreading trees; which bids us seek Some better shroud, some better warmth to cherish Our limbs benumbed, ere this diurnal star Leave cold the night, how we his gathered beams Reflected may with matter sere foment, Or by collision of two bodies grind The air attrite to fire; as late the clouds, Justling or pushed with winds, rude in their shock, Tine the slant lightning, whose thwart flame driven down Kindles the gummy bark of fir or pine, And sends a comfortable heat from far, Which might supply the sun.

While at supper Don Juan asked Don Quixote what news he had of the lady Dulcinea del Toboso, was she married, had she been brought to bed, or was she with child, or did she in maidenhood, still preserving her modesty and delicacy, cherish the remembrance of the tender passion of Señor Don Quixote?