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Matthew Gregory Lewis QUOTES

Matthew Gregory Lewis QUOTES

41 " An Author, whether good or bad, or between both, is an Animal whom everybody is privileged to attack; For though All are not able to write books, all conceive themselves able to judge them. "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

42 " This hoary head again thy yoke shall bear: Remembering that my fairest years By Thee were marked with sighs and tears, I think thy friendship false, and shun the guileful snare. "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

43 " They had felt the sharpest darts in misfortune's quiver; Those which remained appeared blunt in comparison. "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

44 " Great Heaven! How frail thy creature Man is made! How by himself insensibly betrayed! In "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

45 " Even at this moment I lament his loss, though ’tis to him that I owe all the miseries of my existence. "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

46 " Pity is a sentiment so natural, so appropriate to the female character, that it is scarcely a merit for a Woman to possess it, but to be without it is a grievous crime. "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

47 " You have charms, Segnora, which might captivate the most insensible; No heart unoccupied could resist them. Happy is it for me that mine is no longer in my possession; or I should have to reproach myself for ever with having violated the Laws of Hospitality. "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

48 " By sad experience I know what sorrows She must endure, who marries into a family unwilling to receive her. "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

49 " A serious dignity reigned upon her countenance, but was tempered by a grace and sweetness which rendered her truly enchanting. Lorenzo "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

50 " Or make her blushing cheek a pillow for thy head "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

51 " Could I look like Thee with disgust upon Mankind, could bury myself for ever in some impenetrable solitude, and forget that the world holds Beings deserving to be loved! Oh God! What a blessing would Misanthropy be to me! "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

52 " I concealed those features from your sight, which you loved unconsciously. I "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

53 " Away with friendship! 'tis a cold unfeeling word. My bosom burns with love, with unutterable love, and love must be its return. "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

54 " The Gypsy’S Song* Come, cross my hand! My art surpasses All that did ever Mortal know; Come, Maidens, come! My magic glasses* Your future Husband’s form can show: For ’tis to me the power is given Unclosed the book of Fate to see; To read the fixed resolves of heaven, And dive into futurity. I guide the pale Moon’s silver waggon; The winds in magic bonds I hold; I charm to sleep the crimson Dragon, Who loves to watch o’er buried gold: Fenced round with spells, unhurt I venture Their sabbath strange where Witches keep; Fearless the Sorcerer’s circle enter, And woundless tread on snakes asleep. Lo! Here are charms of mighty power! This makes secure an Husband’s truth; And this composed at midnight hour Will force to love the coldest Youth: If any Maid too much has granted, Her loss this Philtre* will repair; This blooms a cheek where red is wanted, And this will make a brown girl fair! Then silent hear, while I discover What I in Fortune’s mirror view; And each, when many a year is over, Shall own the Gypsy’s sayings true. "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

55 " No matter; Let me at least hear what She has to say. Do, my dear Aunt! Oblige me, I beseech you! "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

56 " Antonia’s heart was so filled with admiration for the Monk, that She eagerly seized the opportunity of speaking of him: Besides, as She now no longer considered Lorenzo as an absolute Stranger, She was less embarrassed by her excessive timidity. ‘Oh! He far exceeds all my expectations,’ answered "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

57 " You are the destroyer of my Soul; You are my Murderer, and on you fall the curse of my death and my unborn Infant’s! Insolent in your yet-unshaken virtue, you disdained the prayers of a Penitent; But "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

58 " That destruction o’er you hovers; Lustful Man and crafty Devil Will combine to work your evil; And from earth by sorrows driven, Soon your Soul must speed to heaven. "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

59 " While in each other's arms entranced They lay, They blessed the night, and curst the coming day. Lee. "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk

60 " Artless yourself, you suspect not others of deceit; and viewing the world through the medium of your own truth and innocence, you fancy all who surround you to deserve your confidence and esteem. What "

― Matthew Gregory Lewis , The Monk