And when a lady's in the case,

You know all other things give place.

John Gay (1688-1732): Fables. Part i. The Hare and many Friends.

He pass'd the flaming bounds of place and time:

The living throne, the sapphire blaze,

Where angels tremble while they gaze,

He saw; but blasted with excess of light,

Closed his eyes in endless night.

Thomas Gray (1716-1771): The Progress of Poesy. III. 2, Line 4.

Get place and wealth, if possible, with grace;

If not, by any means get wealth and place.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Satires, Epistles, and Odes of Horace. Epistle i. Book i. Line 103.

From every place below the skies

The grateful song, the fervent prayer,—

The incense of the heart,—may rise

To heaven, and find acceptance there.

John Pierpont (1785-1866): Every Place a Temple.

'T is but the fate of place, and the rough brake

That virtue must go through.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): King Henry VIII. Act i. Sc. 2.

Nor time nor place

Did then adhere.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Macbeth. Act i. Sc. 7.

From lowest place when virtuous things proceed,

The place is dignified by the doer's deed.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): All's Well that Ends Well. Act ii. Sc. 3.

The stars of midnight shall be dear

To her; and she shall lean her ear

In many a secret place

Where rivulets dance their wayward round,

And beauty born of murmuring sound

Shall pass into her face.

William Wordsworth (1770-1850): Three years she grew in Sun and Shower.

His time is forever, everywhere his place.

Abraham Cowley (1618-1667): Friendship in Absence.

The first in glory, as the first in place.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): The Odyssey of Homer. Book xi. Line 441.

But whether on the scaffold high

Or in the battle's van,

The fittest place where man can die

Is where he dies for man!

Michael J. Barry (Circa 1815): The Dublin Nation, Sept. 28, 1844, Vol. ii. p. 809.

Get place and wealth, if possible, with grace;

If not, by any means get wealth and place.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Satires, Epistles, and Odes of Horace. Epistle i. Book i. Line 103.

There was a place in childhood that I remember well,

And there a voice of sweetest tone bright fairy tales did tell.

Samuel Lover (1797-1868): My Mother dear.

As if the man had fixed his face,

In many a solitary place,

Against the wind and open sky!

William Wordsworth (1770-1850): Peter Bell. Part i. Stanza 26.

A place in thy memory, dearest,

Is all that I claim;

To pause and look back when thou hearest

The sound of my name.

Gerald Griffin (1803-1840): A Place in thy Memory.

"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.

So, when a raging fever burns,

We shift from side to side by turns;

And 't is a poor relief we gain

To change the place, but keep the pain.

Isaac Watts (1674-1748): Hymns and Spiritual Songs. Book ii. Hymn 146.

Who ran to help me when I fell,

And would some pretty story tell,

Or kiss the place to make it well?

My mother.

Jane Taylor (1783-1824): My Mother.

A mind not to be chang'd by place or time.

The mind is its own place, and in itself

Can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.

John Milton (1608-1674): Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 253.

'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,

Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home;

A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there,

Which sought through the world is ne'er met with elsewhere.

An exile from home splendour dazzles in vain,

Oh give me my lowly thatched cottage again;

The birds singing gayly, that came at my call,

Give me them, and that peace of mind dearer than all.

J Howard Payne (1792-1852): Home, Sweet Home. (From the opera of "Clari, the Maid of Milan.")

Venice once was dear,

The pleasant place of all festivity,

The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy.

Lord Byron 1788-1824: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto iv. Stanza 3.

Hark! to the hurried question of despair:

"Where is my child?"—an echo answers, "Where?"

Lord Byron 1788-1824: The Bride of Abydos. Canto ii. Stanza 27.

Some natural tears they dropp'd, but wip'd them soon;

The world was all before them, where to choose

Their place of rest, and Providence their guide.

They hand in hand, with wand'ring steps and slow,

Through Eden took their solitary way.

John Milton (1608-1674): Paradise Lost. Book xii. Line 645.

A mind not to be chang'd by place or time.

The mind is its own place, and in itself

Can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.

John Milton (1608-1674): Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 253.

Elysian beauty, melancholy grace,

Brought from a pensive though a happy place.

William Wordsworth (1770-1850): Laodamia.

A falcon, towering in her pride of place,

Was by a mousing owl hawk'd at and kill'd.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Macbeth. Act ii. Sc. 4.

And he that stands upon a slippery place.

Makes nice of no vile hold to stay him up.

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

Her angels face,

As the great eye of heaven, shyned bright,

And made a sunshine in the shady place.

Edmund Spenser (1553-1599): Faerie Queene. Book i. Canto iii. St. 4.

A falcon, towering in her pride of place,

Was by a mousing owl hawk'd at and kill'd.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Macbeth. Act ii. Sc. 4.

From lowest place when virtuous things proceed,

The place is dignified by the doer's deed.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): All's Well that Ends Well. Act ii. Sc. 3.

But Hudibras gave him a twitch

As quick as lightning in the breech,

Just in the place where honour's lodg'd,

As wise philosophers have judg'd;

Because a kick in that part more

Hurts honour than deep wounds before.

Samuel Butler (1600-1680): Hudibras. Part ii. Canto iii. Line 1065.