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


The honest heart that’s free frae a’
Intended fraud or guile,
However Fortune kick the ba’
Has aye some cause to smile.
Burns.—Epi. To Davie, Verse 3.

The heart aye’s the part aye,
That makes us right or wrang.
Burns.—Epi. To Davie, Verse 5.

Alas! by some degree of woe
We every bliss must gain:
The heart can ne’er a transport know
That never feels a pain.
Lyttleton.—A Song, A.D. 1732.

He hath a heart as sound as a bell, and his tongue is the clapper; for what his heart thinks his tongue speaks.
Shakespeare.—Much Ado About Nothing, Act III. Scene 2. (Don Pedro in praise of Benedick.)

1.O, Hamlet! thou hast cleft my heart in twain.
2.O throw away the worser part of it,
And live the purer with the other half.
Shakespeare.—Hamlet, Act III. Scene 4. (To his Mother.)

And nature gave thee, open to distress,
A heart to pity, and a hand to bless.
Churchill.—Prophecy of Famine.

With every pleasing, every prudent part,
Say, what can Chloe want? She wants a heart.
Pope.—Moral Essays, Epi. II. Line 159.

The poor too often turn away unheard,
From hearts that shut against them with a sound
That will be heard in heaven.
Longfellow.—The Spanish Student, Act II. sc. 1.

I will wear my heart upon my sleeve
For daws to peck at; I am not what I am.
Shakespeare.—Othello, Act I. Scene 1. (Iago to Roderigo before Brabantio’s house.)

The turnpike road to people’s hearts, I find,
Lies through their [mouths,] or I mistake mankind.
Dr. Wolcot.—Peter’s Prophecy, ed. 1790. Pa. 116.

Flattery’s the turnpike road to Fortune’s door.
Wolcot.—Ode 10, Last Verse, A.D. 1785.

Heaven’s sovereign saves all beings but himself
That hideous sight—a naked human heart.
Dr. Young.—Night III. Line 226.

Oh, tiger’s heart, wrapp’d in a woman’s hide!
Shakespeare.—King Henry VI., Part III. Act I. Scene 4. (York to Queen Margaret, who had induced Clifford to kill Rutland.)

In aught that tries the heart, how few withstand the proof!
Byron.—Childe Harold, Canto II. Stanza 66.

The day drags through, though storms keep out the sun;
And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on.
Byron.—Childe Harold, Canto III. Stanza 32.

Never morning wore
To evening, but some heart did break.
Tennyson.—In Memoriam, 6, Verse 2.

Leap hearts to lips, and in our kisses meet.
Fletcher.—Love’s Cure, Act III. Scene 2.

The precious porcelain of human clay.
Byron.—Don Juan, Canto IV. Stanza 11.

None but God can satisfy the longings of an immortal soul; that as the heart was made for Him, so He only can fill it.
Trench.—On the Prodigal Son, Page 381, Ed. 9.

Do you think that any one can move the heart but He that made it?
John Lyly.—Euphues, Page 334, (Reprint 1868.)

Who made the heart, ’tis He alone,
Decidedly can try us,
He knows each chord—its various tone
Each spring its various bias:
Then at the balance let’s be mute,
We never can adjust it;
What’s done we partly may compute,
But know not what’s resisted.
Burns.—Address to the Unco Guid, Verse 8.