Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocott’s Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.


How calm, how beautiful, comes on
The stilly hour, when storms are gone.
Tom Moore.—The Fire Worshippers.

The winds are out of breath.
Dryden.—Astrea Redux, Line 224.

The holy calm that leads to heavenly musing.
Rogers.—Human Life, Page 83. Edition 1834.

1.See me, how calm I am.
2.Ay, People are generally calm at the misfortunes of others.
Goldsmith.—She stoops to Conquer.