| My death and life,|
My bane and antidote, are both before me.
AddisonCato. Act V. Sc. 1.
|Che luomo il suo destin fugge di raro.|
For rarely man escapes his destiny.
AriostoOrlando Furioso. XVIII. 58.
|Life treads on life, and heart on heart;|
We press too close in church and mart
To keep a dream or grave apart.
E. B. BrowningA Vision of Poets. Conclusion.
| There are certain events which to each mans life are as comets to the earth, seemingly strange and erratic portents; distinct from the ordinary lights which guide our course and mark our seasons, yet true to their own laws, potent in their own influences.|
Bulwer-LyttonWhat Will He do with It? Bk. II. Ch. XIV.
| For I am a weed,|
Flung from the rock, on Oceans foam, to sail,
Whereer the surge may sweep, the tempests breath prevail.
ByronChilde Harold. Canto III. St. 2.
| Art and power will go on as they have done,will make day out of night, time out of space, and space out of time.|
EmersonSociety and Solitude. Work and Days.
|Character is fate. (Destiny).|
Heraclitus. In Mullachs Fragmenta Philosophorum Græcorum.
|No living man can send me to the shades|
Before my time; no man of woman born,
Coward or brave, can shun his destiny.
HomerIliad. Bk. VI. L. 623. Bryants trans.
|All, soon or late, are doomd that path to tread.|
HomerOdyssey. Bk. XII. L. 31. Popes trans.
|The future works out great mens destinies:|
The present is enough for common souls,
Who, never looking forward, are indeed
Mere clay wherein the footprints of their age
Are petrified forever.
LowellAct for Truth.
|We are but as the instrument of Heaven.|
Our work is not design, but destiny.
Owen Meredith (Lord Lytton)Clytemnestra. Pt. XIX.
| We are what we must|
And not what we would be. I know that one hour
Assures not another. The will and the power
Owen Meredith (Lord Lytton)Lucile. Pt. I. Canto III. St. 19.
| Unseen hands delay|
The coming of what oft seems close in ken,
And, contrary, the moment, when we say
Twill never come! comes on us even then.
Owen Meredith (Lord Lytton)Thomas Muntzer to Martin Luther. L. 382.
|They only fall, that strive to move,|
Or lose, that care to keep.
Owen Meredith (Lord Lytton)Wanderer. Bk. III. Futility. St. 6.
| The irrevocable Hand|
That opes the years fair gate, doth ope and shut
The portals of our earthly destinies;
We walk through blindfold, and the noiseless doors
Close after us, forever.
D. M. MulockApril.
|Every man meets his Waterloo at last.|
Wendell PhillipsSpeech. Nov. 1, 1859.
|Ich fühl s das ich der Mann des Schicksals bin.|
I feel that I am a man of destiny.
SchillerWallensteins Tod. III. XV. 171.
|Truly some men there be|
That live always in great horrour,
And say it goeth by destiny
To hang or wed: both hath one hour;
And whether it be, I am well sure,
Hanging is better of the twain;
Sooner done, and shorter pain.
The School-house. Pub. about 1542.
|What a falling-off was there!|
Hamlet. Act I. Sc. 5. L. 47.
| A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm.|
Hamlet. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 28.
|Imperious Cæsar, dead and turnd to clay,|
Might stop a hole to keep the wind away:
O, that that earth, which kept the world in awe,
Should patch a wall to expel the winters flaw!
Hamlet. Act V. Sc. 1. L. 234.
|Let Hercules himself do what he may,|
The cat will mew and dog will have his day.
Hamlet. Act V. Sc. 1. L. 315.
|We shall be winnowd with so rough a wind|
That even our corn shall seem as light as chaff,
And good from bad find no partition.
Henry IV. Pt. II. Act IV. Sc. 1. L. 194.
|Here burns my candle out; ay, here it dies,|
Which, whiles it lasted, gave King Henry light.
Henry VI. Pt. III. Act II. Sc. 6. L. 1.
|Think you I bear the shears of destiny?|
Have I commandment on the pulse of life?
King John. Act IV. Sc. 2. L. 91.
| For it is a knell|
That summons thee to heaven or to hell.
Macbeth. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 63.
|What, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom?|
Macbeth. Act IV. Sc. 1. L. 117.
|Things at the worst will cease or else climb upward|
To what they were before.
Macbeth. Act IV. Sc. 2. L. 24.
|If he had been as you and you as he,|
You would have slipt like him.
Measure for Measure. Act II. Sc. 2. L. 64.
|A man whom both the waters and the wind,|
In that vast tennis-court, hath made the ball
For them to play upon.
Pericles. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 63.
|They that stand high have many blasts to shake them;|
And if they fall, they dash themselves to pieces.
Richard III. Act I. Sc. 3. L. 259.
|What is done cannot be now amended.|
Richard III. Act IV. Sc. 4. L. 291.
|But He, that hath the steerage of my course,|
Direct my sail!
Romeo and Juliet. Act I. Sc. 4. L. 112. (Direct my suit in folio and quarto of 1690.)
|The seed ye sow, another reaps;|
The wealth ye find, another keeps;
The robes ye weave, another wears;
The arms ye forge, another bears.
ShelleySong. To Men of England.
| And all the bustle of departuresometimes sad, sometimes intoxicatingjust as fear or hope may be inspired by the new chances of coming destiny.|
Madame De StaëlCorinne. Bk. X. Ch. VI.
|And from his ashes may be made|
The violet of his native land.
TennysonIn Memoriam. XVIII. St. 1.
|Thou camst not to thy place by accident,|
It is the very place God meant for thee;
And shouldst thou there small room for action see,
Do not for this give room for discontent.
|Quisque suos patimur manes.|
We bear each one our own destiny.
VergilÆneid. VI. 743.
| Tes destins sont dun homme, et tes vux sont dun dieu.|
Your destiny is that of a man, and your vows those of a god.
|Pluck one thread, and the web ye mar;|
Break but one
Of a thousand keys, and the paining jar
Through all will run.
WhittierMy Soul and I. St. 38.
|To be a Prodigals favourite,then worse truth,|
A Misers Pensioner,behold our lot!
WordsworthThe Small Celandine.