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  • Elegy of the Death of a Mad Dog The dog, to gain some praivate ends, Went mad and bit the man. -- Oliver Goldsmith
  • Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree. -- Oliver Goldsmith
  • Every angel is terrifying. -- Rainer Maria Rilke
  • A word is elegy to what it signifies. -- Robert Hass
  • When I was from Cupid's passions free, my Muse was mute and wrote no elegy. -- Ovid
  • Tinted Distances is a tender meditation that reveals a careful eye and steady devotion to elegy and ode. -- Dorianne Laux
  • Travel is a caprice in childhood, a passion in youth, a necessity in manhood, and an elegy in old age. -- Jose Rizal
  • My images are unashamedly idyllic and romantic, a kind of enchanted Africa. They're my elegy to a world that is steadily, tragically vanishing. -- Nick Brandt
  • It seems to me that, with but slight reserve and modification, we may apply to our departed friend his own pathetic and beautiful elegy upon another. -- Samuel Laman Blanchard
  • ELEGY, n. A composition in verse, in which, without employing any of the methods of humor, the writer aims to produce in the reader's mind the dampest kind of dejection. -- Ambrose Bierce
  • Sooner or later, all the peoples of the world will have to discover a way to live together in peace, and thereby transform this pending cosmic elegy into a creative psalm of brotherhood. -- Martin Luther King, Jr.
  • A classic lecture, rich in sentiment, With scraps of thundrous Epic lilted out By violet-hooded Doctors, elegies And quoted odes, and jewels five-words-long, That on the stretched forefinger of all Time Sparkle for ever. -- Alfred Lord Tennyson
  • The splendors of the firmament of time May be eclipsed, but are extinguished not; Like stars to their appointed height they climb And death is a low mist which cannot blot The brightness it may veil. -- Percy Bysshe Shelley
  • We should write an elegy for every day that has slipped through our lives unnoticed and unappreciated. Better still, we should write a song of thanksgiving for all the days that remain-now that we know how to cherish them. -- Sarah Ban Breathnach
  • Wheresoe'er I turn my view, All is strange, yet nothing new: Endless labor all along, Endless labor to be wrong: Phrase that Time has flung away; Uncouth words in disarray, Trick'd in antique ruff and bonnet, Ode, and elegy, and sonnet. -- Samuel Johnson
  • How is the soul profited by the strife of Hector, the arguments of Plato, the poems of Virgil, or the elegies of Ovid, who, with others like them, are now gnashing their teeth in the prison of the infernal Babylon, under the cruet tyranny of Pluto? -- Honorius Augustodunensis
  • I want my images to achieve two things in this regard - to be an elegy to a world that is tragically vanishing, to make people see what beauty is disappearing. Also, to try and show that animals are sentient creatures equally as worthy of life as humans. -- Nick Brandt
  • Be With Me In The Phases Of My Work Because My Brain Feels Like It Has Been Whipped And I Yearn To Make A Small Perfect Thing Which Will Live In Your Morning Like Curious Static Through A President's Elegy Or A Nude Hunchback Acquiring A Tan On The Crowded Oily Beach. -- Leonard Cohen
  • I am not concerned with Poetry. My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity. Yet these elegies are to this generation in no sense conciliatory. They may be to the next. All a poet can do today is warn. That is why the true Poets must be truthful. -- Wilfred Owen
  • Regret is a short, evocative and achingly beautiful word: an elegy to lost possibilities even in its brief annunciation. -- David Whyte
  • To me, elegy suggests that there is hope, and in some respects you've moved past the loss and are able to deal with it and to write about it. -- Jacqueline Woodson
  • We have an obligation to feel guilty." The words came out of her lips as if she were reciting an elegy. "Guilty. Because we kill the ones we love. -- Cristiane Serruya
  • The power of elegy, even in the face of an unbounded grief, to provide a containing form is vividly embodied by Anne Carson's 'Nox,' a nocturne with carefully controlled visual and tactile properties. -- Susan Stewart
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