Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocott’s Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.
Awe
The roaring cataract, the snow-topt hill,
Inspiring awe, till breath itself stands still.
Bloomfield.—Farmer’s Boy, Spring.
I cannot tell what you and other men
Think of this life; but, for my single self,
I had as lief not be, as live to be
In awe of such a thing as I myself.
Shakespeare.—Julius Cæsar, Act I. Scene 2. (Cassio to Brutus.)