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| Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyt’s New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922. |
| Pity |
| Of all the paths that lead to a woman’s love Pity’s the straightest. Beaumont and Fletcher—Knight of Malta. Act I. Sc. 1. L. 73. | 1 |
| Pity, some say, is the parent of future love. Beaumont and Fletcher—Spanish Curate. Act V. Sc. 1. | 2 |
| Pity speaks to grief More sweetly than a band of instruments. Barry Cornwall—Florentine Party. | 3 |
| For pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he sooth’d his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour but an empty bubble. Dryden—Alexander’s Feast. L. 96. | 4 |
| More helpful than all wisdom is one draught of simple human pity that will not forsake us. George Eliot—Mill on the Floss. Bk. VII. Ch. I. | 5 |
| Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them. Goldsmith—Hermit. St. 6. | 6 |
| La plaincte et la commiseration sont meslees à quelque estimation de la chose qu’on plaind. Pity and commiseration are mixed with some regard for the thing which one pities. Montaigne—Essays. Bk. I. Ch. L. | 7 |
| At length some pity warm’d the master’s breast (’Twas then, his threshold first receiv’d a guest), Slow creaking turns the door with jealous care, And half he welcomes in the shivering pair. Parnell—The Hermit. L. 97. | 8 |
| O God, show compassion on the wicked. The virtuous have already been blessed by Thee in being virtuous. Prayer of a Persian Dervish. | 9 |
| My pity hath been balm to heal their wounds, My mildness hath allay’d their swelling griefs. Henry VI. Pt. III. Act IV. Sc. 8. L. 41. | 10 |
| My friend, I spy some pity in thy looks; O, if thine eye be not a flatterer, Come thou on my side, and entreat for me, As you would beg, were you in my distress: A begging prince what beggar pities not? Richard III. Act I. Sc. 4. L. 270. | 11 |
| Tear-falling pity dwells not in his eye. Richard III. Act IV. Sc. 2. L. 66. | 12 |
| I shall despair. There is no creature loves me; And if I die, no soul shall pity me: Nay, wherefore should they, since that I myself Find in myself no pity to myself? Richard III. Act V. Sc. 3. L. 200. | 13 |
| Is there no pity sitting in the clouds, That sees into the bottom of my grief? Romeo and Juliet. Act III. Sc. 5. L. 198. | 14 |
| But, I perceive, Men must learn now with pity to dispense; For policy sits above conscience. Timon of Athens. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 92. | 15 |
| Pity is the virtue of the law, And none but tyrants use it cruelly. Timon of Athens. Act III. Sc. 5. L. 8. | 16 |
| Soft pity never leaves the gentle breast Where love has been received a welcome guest. R. B. Sheridan—The Duenna. Act II. | 17 |
| Pity’s akin to love; and every thought Of that soft kind is welcome to my soul. Thos. Southerne—Oroonoko. Act II. Sc. 2. L. 64. | 18 |
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