Top 100 Ere Quotes
#1. And writers say, as the most forward bud
Is eaten by the canker ere it blow,
Even so by love the young and tender wit
Is turn'd to folly, blasting in the bud,
Losing his verdure even in the prime,
And all the fair effects of future hopes.
William Shakespeare
#2. When a mere girl, my mother offered me a dollar if I would read the Bible through; ... despairing of reconciling many of its absurd statements with even my childish philosophy, ... I became a sceptic, doubter, and unbeliever, long ere the 'Good Book' was ended.
Elmina Drake Slenker
#3. EXPRESSIONS Look without! Behold the beauty of the day, The shout of color to glad color, rocks and trees, and sun and seas, and wind and sky: All these are God's expression, art work of His hand, which men must love ere they can understand.
Richard Hovey
#4. Old age creeps on us ere we think it nigh.
John Dryden
#5. Charming Alnaschar visions! It is the happy privilege of youth to construct you, and many a fanciful creature besides Rebecca Sharp has indulged in these delightful daydreams ere now!
William Makepeace Thackeray
#6. The Tempter ere th' Accuser of man-kind, To wreck on innocent frail man his loss Of that first Battel, and his flight to Hell: Yet
John Milton
#8. Ere I was old? Ah woeful Ere,
Which tells me, Youth's no longer here!
O Youth! for years so many and sweet,
'Tis known that Thou and I were one,
I'll think it but a fond conceit
It cannot be that Thou art gone!
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
#9. Ere so sober Emily/ Did New England sow/ With brooms of activity/ I'd the tree-rock spoken to.
Jack Kerouac
#10. I am not, sir, in favor of cherishing the passion of conquest. I am permitted ... to indulge the hope of seeing, ere long, the new United States, (if you will allow me the expression,) embracing not only the old ...
Henry Clay
#11. Intelligence reports and local folklore together perpetuated tales of his bloody adventures across the rim worlds and badlands of Terran space. It was his trademark and often over the last two decades, history proclaimed in large bloody letters that 'Kilroy woz 'ere.
Christina Engela
#12. Silence! coeval with eternity! thou wert ere Nature's self began to be; thine was the sway ere heaven was formed on earth, ere fruitful thought conceived creation's birth.
Alexander Pope
#13. Build of your imaginings a bower in the wilderness ere you build a house within the city walls.
Kahlil Gibran
#15. Magistrate: May I die a thousand deaths ere I obey one who wears a veil!
Lysistrata: If that's all that troubles you, here take my veil, wrap it round your head, and hold your tounge. Then take this basket; put on a girdle, card wool, munch beans. The War shall be women's business.
Aristophanes
#16. All beneficent and creative power gathers itself together in silence, ere it issues out in might.
James Martineau
#17. Ere land and sea and the all-covering sky Were made, in the whole world the countenance Of nature was the same, all one, well named Chaos, a raw and undivided mass, Naught but a lifeless bulk, with warring seeds Of ill-joined elements compressed together.
Ovid
#18. Ere the blabbing eastern scout, The nice morn, on th' Indian steep From her cabin'd loop-hole peep.
John Milton
#19. What I felt that night, and what I did, I no more expected to feel and do, than to be lifted in a trance to the seventh heaven. Cold, reluctant, apprehensive, I had accepted a part to please another: ere long, warming, becoming interested, taking courage, I acted to please myself.
Charlotte Bronte
#20. Oft in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond memory brings the light Of other days around me; The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken; The eyes that shone Now dimmed and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken.
Charles Lamb
#21. Ancient person, for whom I
All the flattering youth defy,
Long be it ere thou grow old,
Aching, shaking, crazy, cold;
But still continue as thou art,
Ancient person of my heart.
John Wilmot
#23. Let them storm on. In fury let them rage!
Firm is this castle, and beneath its ruins
I will be buried ere I yield to them.
- Johanna, answer me! only be mine,
And I will shield thee 'gainst a world in arms.
Friedrich Schiller
#24. Thirst will parch your tongue and your body will waste through lack of sleep ere you can describe in words that which painting instantly sets before the eye.
Leonardo Da Vinci
#25. I kissed thee ere I killed thee. No way but this,
Killing myself, to die upon a kiss.
William Shakespeare
#26. What shall I do with all the days and hours
That must be counted ere I see thy face?
How shall I charm the interval that lowers
Between this time and that sweet time of grace?
Fanny Kemble
#27. across the north plains of the Riddermark, Rohan the land of the Horse-lords. Ere long we shall come to the mouth of the Limlight that runs down from Fangorn to join the Great River. That is the
J.R.R. Tolkien
#28. Life let us cherish, while yet the taper glows,
And the fresh flow'ret pluck ere it close;
Why are we fond of toil and care?
Why choose the rankling thorn to wear?
Johann Martin Usteri
#29. Wrongly chosen, wrongly slain, A hero Valhalla cannot contain. Nine days hence the sun must go east, Ere Sword of Summer unbinds the beast.
Rick Riordan
#30. Make my happiness - I will make yours. God pardon me!" he subjoined ere long; "and man meddle not with me: I have her and will hold her.
Charlotte Bronte
#31. There are souls which fall from heaven like flowers, but ere they bloom are crushed under the foul tread of some brutal hoof.
Jean Paul
#32. And Thought leapt out to wed with Thought Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
#33. O that a man might know
The end of this day's business ere it come!
But it sufficeth that the day will end
And then the end is known.
William Shakespeare
#34. Ah, fortune and fame shall follow me ... and I shall dwell in the world of the chosen for a few moments of fleeting ecstasy; ere the seven burly lads turn into creditors and hustle me off to debtors' prison at last.
Hunter S. Thompson
#36. Three things see no end- A flower blighted ere it bloomed, A message that was wasted, And a journey that was doomed.
Mercedes Lackey
#37. If we attend continually and promptly to the little that we can do, we shall ere long be surprised to find how little remains that we cannot do.
Samuel Butler
#38. I have full cause of weeping, but this heart shall break into a hundred thousand flaws or ere I'll weep.
William Shakespeare
#39. You ask my love completest,
As strong next year as now,
The devil take you, sweetest,
Ere I make aught such vow.
Life is a masque that changes,
A fig for constancy!
No love at all were better,
Than love which is not free.
Ernest Dowson
#40. Then to side with Truth is noble when we share her wretched crust, Ere her cause bring fame and profit, and 't is prosperous to be just; Then it is the brave man chooses, while the coward stands aside, Doubting in his abject spirit, till his Lord is crucified.
James Russell Lowell
#41. Revenge, at first though sweet, Bitter ere long back on itself recoils.
John Milton
#42. Ages elapsed ere Homer's lamp appear'd, And ages ere the Mantuan swan was heard: To carry nature lengths unknown before, To give a Milton birth, ask'd ages more.
William Cowper
#43. Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with gods.
Alfred Tennyson
#44. While I looked, I thought myself happy, and was surprised to find myself ere long weeping
and why?
Charlotte Bronte
#45. Image the whole, then execute the parts - Fancy the fabric Quite, ere you build, ere steel strike fire from quartz Ere mortar dab brick!
Michael Oakeshott
#46. Oh, how with more than dreams the soul is torn, ere sleep comes down to soothe the weary eyes.
Paul Laurence Dunbar
#47. God help the noble Claudio! if he have caught the Benedick, it will cost him a thousand pound ere a' be cured.
William Shakespeare
#48. Ere the hour of the twattering of bards in the twitterlitter between Druidia and the Deepsleep Sea
James Joyce
#49. Far over misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day,
To find our long-forgotten gold.
J.R.R. Tolkien
#50. Here is the ghost
Of a summer that lived for us,
Ere is a promise
Of summer to be.
William Ernest Henley
#51. Take the adventure, heed the call, now ere the irrevocable moment passes! 'Tis but a banging of the door behind you, a blithesome step forward, and you are out of your old life and into the new!
Kenneth Grahame
#52. Liberty must be allowed to work out its natural results; and these will, ere long, astonish the world.
James Buchanan
#53. CLOWN. Fare thee well. Remain thou still in darkness: thou shalt hold the opinion of Pythagoras ere I will allow of thy wits; and fear to kill a woodcock, lest thou dispossess the soul of thy grandam. Fare thee well.
William Shakespeare
#54. For 'tis a truth well known to most, That whatsoever thing is lost, We seek it, ere it comes to light, In every cranny but the right.
William Cowper
#55. A certain pride, a certain awe, withheld him from offering to God even one prayer at night, though he knew it was in God's power to take away his life while he slept and hurl his soul hellward ere he could beg for mercy.
James Joyce
#56. My chair was nearest to the fire
In every company
That talked of love or politics,
Ere Time transfigured me.
William Butler Yeats
#58. NUM14.11 And the LORD said unto Moses, How long will this people provoke me? and how long will it be ere they believe me, for all the signs which I have shewed among them?
Anonymous
#59. Is it not better to intimate our astonishment as we pass through this world if it be only for a moment ere we are swallowed up in the yeast of the abyss? I will lift up my hands and say Kosmos.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
#60. In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets. Hamlet.
William Shakespeare
#61. Yet but three come one more.
Two of both kinds make up four.
Ere she comes curst and sad.
Cupid is a knavish lad.
Thus to make poor females mad.
William Shakespeare
#62. Perhaps God does with His heavenly garden as we do with our own. He may chiefly stock it from nurseries, and select for transplanting what is yet in its young and tender age
flowers before they have bloomed and trees ere they begin to bear.
Thomas Guthrie
#63. EPITAPH ON AN INFANT Ere Sin could blight or Sorrow fade, Death came with friendly care: The opening Bud to Heaven convey'd, And bade it blossom there.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
#64. Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And even his failings lean'd to Virtue's side.
Oliver Goldsmith
#65. Grieve not that I die young.
Is it not well to pass away
ere life hath lost its brightness?
Lady Flora Hastings
#66. To set a gloss on faint deeds, hollow welcomes,
Recanting goodness, sorry ere 'tis shown;
But where there is true friendship, there needs none.
William Shakespeare
#67. Destroy or take away the employment and wages of those artisans - which the corn laws in a great measure do - and you will, ere long, render the land in Great Britain of as little value as it is in other countries.
Joseph Hume
#68. Let there be no compromise on the question of extending slavery. If there be, all our labor is lost, and, ere long, must be done again.
Abraham Lincoln
#69. What will not the heart endure ere it will voluntarily surrender the hoarded treasure of its love to the cold dictates of reason or the stern voice of duty!
Susan Edmonstone Ferrier
#70. I told you I set no limits on my love for you. I don't. Yet I have never expected you to offer me your body. It was the whole of your heart, all for myself, that I sought. Even though I've never had a right to it. For you gave it away ere ever you saw me.
Robin Hobb
#71. Bring thyself to account each day ere thou art summoned to a reckoning; for death, unheralded, shall come upon thee and thou shalt be called to give account for thy deeds.
Baha'u'llah
#72. You are young, and I am older;
You are hopeful, I am not-
Enjoy life, ere it grow colder-
Pluck the roses ere they rot.
Abraham Lincoln
#74. Choose a firm cloud before it fall, and in it Catch, ere she change, the Cynthia of this minute.
Alexander Pope
#75. I shall draw forth thy bones one by one ere I send thee to the devil. So that for all time thy shapeless body shall serve a a carpet for all the minions of Hell.
Steven Brust
#76. Buttercups and daisies,
Oh, the pretty flowers;
Coming ere the spring time,
To tell of sunny hours.
When the trees are leafless;
When the fields are bare;
Buttercups and daisies
Spring up here and there.
Mary Howitt
#77. "Stand still" - keep the posture of an upright man, ready for action, expecting further orders, cheerfully and patiently awaiting the directing voice; and it will not be long ere God shall say to you, as distinctly as Moses said it to the people of Israel, "Go forward."
Charles Spurgeon
#78. Ere, in the northern gale,
The summer tresses of the trees are gone,
The woods of Autumn, all around our vale,
Have put their glory on.
William C. Bryant
#80. Art thou gone so, love, lord, ay husband, friend?
I must hear from thee every day in the hour,
For in a minute there are many days.
O, by this count I shall be much in years
Ere I again behold my Romeo!
William Shakespeare
#81. Some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death, Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood With swarthy webs.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
#82. [It would not be long] ere the whole surface of this country would be channelled for those nerves which are to diffuse, with the speed of thought, a knowledge of all that is occurring throughout the land, making, in fact, one neighborhood of the whole country.
Samuel Morse
#83. A beautiful blossom is a fleeting thing It stays for a moment and then takes wing: With special rays we catch it ere flight So all may enjoy the beautiful sight.
Albert Richards
#84. Flowers are the bright remembrances of youth; they waft us back, with their bland odorous breath, the joyous hours that only young life knows, ere we have learnt that this fair earth hides graves.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington
#85. Insatiate archer! could not one suffice? Thy shaft flew thrice, and thrice my peace was slain; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had filled her horn.
Edward Young
#86. Look at the fate of summer flowers, which blow at daybreak, droop ere even-song.
William Wordsworth
#88. The sun knew not where she had housing; The moon knew not what Might he had; The stars knew not where stood their places. Thus was it ere the earth was fashioned.
Anonymous
#89. Set we forward; let
A Roman and a British ensign wave
Friendly together. So through Lud's town march,
And in the temple of the great Jupiter
Our peace we'll ratify, seal it with feasts.
Set on there! Never was a war did cease,
Ere bloody hands were washed, with such a peace.
William Shakespeare
#90. Love seldom haunts the breast where learning lies,
And Venus sets ere Mercury can rise.
Alexander Pope
#91. Christ is our best friend, and ere long will be our only friend. I pray God with all my heart that I may be weary of everything else but converse and communion with Him.
John Owen
#92. If God spare my life, ere many years I will cause a boy who drives a plough to know more of the scriptures than you do.
William Tyndale
#93. Frailty, thy name is woman!
A little month, or ere those shoes were old
With which she follow'd my poor father's body,
Like Niobe, all tears: -
William Shakespeare
#94. The noiseless foot of Tune steals swiftly by
And ere we dream of manhood, age is nigh.
Juvenal
#95. Pity it is we drowse too soon
Pity it is we fall asleep
Ere our song encompass the height
Ere our hand inherit the deep
Khalil Gibran
#96. Ere Babylon was dust, The Magus Zoroaster, my dead child, Met his own image walking in the garden, That apparition, sole of men, he saw.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
#97. Oh, why should vows so fondly made, Be broken ere the morrow, To one who loves as never maid Loved in this world of sorrow?
James Hogg
#98. Wickedness comes to its height by degrees. He that dares say of a less sin, Is it not a little one? will ere long say of a greater, Tush, God regards it not!
Anne Bradstreet
#99. Hours are golden links, God's token
Reaching heaven; but one by one
Take them, lest the chain be broken
Ere the pilgrimage be done.
Adelaide Anne Procter
#100. Ven you read the speeches in the papers, and see as vun gen'lman says of another, 'the Honourable member, if he vill allow me to call him so' you vill understand, sir, that that means, 'if he vill allow me to keep up that 'ere pleasant and uniwersal fiction.'
Charles Dickens
