"Empery" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... the verge of the hog-back ridge where the vision ranges free: Pines and pines and the shadow of pines as far as the eye can see; A steadfast legion of stalwart knights in dominant empery. ...
— Songs of a Sourdough • Robert W. Service
... and softly stayed, And spoke to me across that space: "Sir, many seek gain here, and are paid, But defrauders are none within this place; That Empress may all heaven embrace, And earth and hell in her empery; Her from her heritage none will chase, For ...
— The Pearl • Sophie Jewett
... down like a straw— Tiptoed Assassination haunting round In unthought thoroughfares, the near success Of Staps the madman, argue to forbid The riskful blood of my previsioned line And potence for dynastic empery To linger vialled in my veins alone. Perhaps within this very house and hour, Under an innocent mask of Love or Hope, Some enemy queues my ways to coffin me.... When at the first clash of the late campaign, A bold belief in Austria's ...
— The Dynasts - An Epic-Drama Of The War With Napoleon, In Three Parts, - Nineteen Acts, And One Hundred And Thirty Scenes • Thomas Hardy
... were round my neck. The grey eyes were full of pleading. The sweet lips had the old, pathetic droop. I yielded to the empery of love. ...
— The Trail of '98 - A Northland Romance • Robert W. Service
... he brings not only the shimmer of ideas and wit, but—a Heine of action—the fantasy of personal adventure, and—when audacity has been crowned by empery—of dramatic surprises of policy. A successful Lassalle, he flutters the stagnant castes of aristocracy by the supremacy of the ...
— Dreamers of the Ghetto • I. Zangwill
... when woman was nigh to winning to the empery of my mind over me, I sought Laulani's shin-bone. And often, when lusty manhood stung me into feeling over-proud and lusty, I consulted the spearhead remnant of Keola, one-time swift runner, and mighty wrestler and lover, ...
— On the Makaloa Mat/Island Tales • Jack London
... lies, Apparelled saintly white; On her sealed lips no sweet replies, And the blue splendor of her eyes Gone down in dreamless night; All empery of Death expressed In that ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 4, No. 23, September, 1859 • Various |
