"Unreluctant" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... creatures to accept with spontaneous complacency, to discharge with unforced equanimity, such offices or such duties as weigh so lightly on the spirit of the Sophoclean Orestes that the slaughter of a mother seems to be a less serious undertaking for his unreluctant hand than the subsequent execution of her paramour. The immeasurable superiority of Aeschylus to his successors in this quality of instinctive righteousness—if a word long vulgarized by theology may yet be used in its just and natural sense—is shared no less by Webster than ...
— The Age of Shakespeare • Algernon Charles Swinburne
... came A messenger: "Sweet mistress, grace I pray! But unaware our lord hath come again, Bringing his gossips; and he bade me fetch My lady, if only for a one half hour, Saying the wine was flavorless without Her hand to pour it." At the word she rose, And unreluctant followed. No undertow Of hidden regret disturbed the azure calm Of those clear eyes that still reflected heaven. Then, when they all had drunk and been refreshed, And forth had ridden, Francesca sought her place, And pored again above the Psalter's leaf: "In ...
— Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. XII, No. 28. July, 1873. • Various
... wandering from the sky, Light as the whispers of a dream; He put the o'erhanging grasses by, And gayly stooped to kiss the stream,— The pretty stream, the flattered stream, The shy, yet unreluctant stream. ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 1, Issue 2, December, 1857 • Various
... knee, and began to fondle him. She was now a massive woman of thirty-three, and her weight hurt him, but he could not very well say anything. Then she said, "Is that a book you're reading?" and he said, "That's a book," and drew it from her unreluctant grasp. Margaret's card fell out of it. It fell face downwards, and he ...
— Howards End • E. M. Forster
... cousin, I guess," and as the soldier took her hand, he kissed the unreluctant cheek—turned to the door—Mr. Morton placed his arm in his, and the next moment they were ...
— Night and Morning, Volume 5 • Edward Bulwer Lytton
... citizens, and yet is more than they. In such places, one is aware, with an almost insupportable and yet comforting certitude, that both men and nations are hurried onwards to their ruin or ending as inevitably as this dark flood. Some go down to it unreluctant, and meet it, like the river, not without nobility. And as incessant, as inevitable, and as unavailing as the spray that hangs over the Falls, is the white cloud of human crying.... With some such thoughts does the platitudinous heart win from the confusion and thunder of Niagara ...
— Letters from America • Rupert Brooke |
