Cursed be he that moves my bones.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Shakespeare's Epitaph.

Cursed be the verse, how well so e'er it flow,

That tends to make one worthy man my foe.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot. Prologue to the Satires. Line 283.

That darksome cave they enter, where they find

That cursed man, low sitting on the ground,

Musing full sadly in his sullein mind.

Edmund Spenser (1553-1599): Faerie Queene. Book i. Canto ix. St. 35.

The time is out of joint: O cursed spite,

That ever I was born to set it right!

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 5.

"A jolly place," said he, "in times of old!

But something ails it now: the spot is cursed."

William Wordsworth (1770-1850): Hart-leap Well. Part ii.

Atossa, cursed with every granted prayer,

Childless with all her children, wants an heir;

To heirs unknown descends the unguarded store,

Or wanders heaven-directed to the poor.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Moral Essays. Epistle ii. Line 147.