Careful Words

hands (n.)

hands (v.)

  The voice is Jacob's voice, but the hands are the hands of Esau.

Old Testament: Genesis xxvii. 22.

There was an awful rainbow once in heaven:

We know her woof, her texture; she is given

In the dull catalogue of common things.

Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.

John Keats (1795-1821): Lamia. Part ii.

By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd,

By foreign hands thy decent limbs compos'd,

By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn'd,

By strangers honoured, and by strangers mourn'd!

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady. Line 51.

The glories of our blood and state

Are shadows, not substantial things;

There is no armour against fate;

Death lays his icy hands on kings.

James Shirley (1596-1666): Contention of Ajax and Ulysses. Sc. 3.

Entire affection hateth nicer hands.

Edmund Spenser (1553-1599): Faerie Queene. Book i. Canto viii. St. 40.

  Establish thou the work of our hands upon us: yea, the work of our hands establish thou it.

Old Testament: Psalm xc. 17.

Their fatal hands

No second stroke intend.

John Milton (1608-1674): Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 712.

Some force whole regions, in despite

O' geography, to change their site;

Make former times shake hands with latter,

And that which was before come after.

But those that write in rhyme still make

The one verse for the other's sake;

For one for sense, and one for rhyme,

I think's sufficient at one time.

Samuel Butler (1600-1680): Hudibras. Part ii. Canto i. Line 23.

  To keep my hands from picking and stealing.

Book Of Common Prayer: Catechism.

  I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions?

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 1.

  Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep.

Old Testament: Proverbs vi. 10; xxiv. 33.

Many hands make light warke.

John Heywood (Circa 1565): Proverbes. Part ii. Chap. v.

For Satan finds some mischief still

For idle hands to do.

Isaac Watts (1674-1748): Divine Songs. Song xx.

And raw in fields the rude militia swarms,

Mouths without hands; maintain'd at vast expense,

In peace a charge, in war a weak defence;

Stout once a month they march, a blustering band,

And ever but in times of need at hand.

John Dryden (1631-1701): Cymon and Iphigenia. Line 400.

But, children, you should never let

Such angry passions rise;

Your little hands were never made

To tear each other's eyes.

Isaac Watts (1674-1748): Divine Songs. Song xvi.

Our new heraldry is hands, not hearts.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Othello. Act iii. Sc. 4.

  The right hands of fellowship.

New Testament: Galatians ii. 9.

Hands promiscuously applied,

Round the slight waist, or down the glowing side.

Lord Byron 1788-1824: The Waltz.

They love their land because it is their own,

And scorn to give aught other reason why;

Would shake hands with a king upon his throne,

And think it kindness to his Majesty.

Alfred Bunn (1790-1860): Connecticut.

Hands that the rod of empire might have sway'd,

Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre.

Thomas Gray (1716-1771): Elegy in a Country Churchyard. Stanza 12.

By fairy hands their knell is rung;

By forms unseen their dirge is sung;

There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray,

To bless the turf that wraps their clay;

And Freedom shall awhile repair,

To dwell a weeping hermit there!

William Collins (1720-1756): Ode written in the year 1746.

Come unto these yellow sands,

And then take hands:

Courtsied when you have, and kiss'd

The wild waves whist.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever;

Its loveliness increases; it will never

Pass into nothingness.

John Keats (1795-1821): Endymion. Book i.

Two hands upon the breast,

And labour's done;

Two pale feet crossed in rest,

The race is won.

Dinah M Mulock (1826-1887): Now and Afterwards.

Seem'd washing his hands with invisible soap

In imperceptible water.

Thomas Hood (1798-1845): Miss Kilmansegg. Her Christening.

An idler is a watch that wants both hands,

As useless if it goes as if it stands.

William Cowper (1731-1800): Retirement. Line 681.

  Fingers were made before forks, and hands before knives.

Jonathan Swift (1667-1745): Polite Conversation. Dialogue ii.

O'er bog or steep, through strait, rough, dense, or rare,

With head, hands, wings, or feet, pursues his way,

And swims or sinks, or wades, or creeps, or flies.

John Milton (1608-1674): Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 948.

Behold, whiles she before the altar stands,

Hearing the holy priest that to her speakes,

And blesseth her with his two happy hands.

Edmund Spenser (1553-1599): Epithalamion. Line 223.