Careful Words

pleasure (n.)

Rich the treasure,

Sweet the pleasure,—

Sweet is pleasure after pain.

John Dryden (1631-1701): Alexander's Feast. Line 58.

When I consider life, 't is all a cheat.

Yet fool'd with hope, men favour the deceit;

Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay.

To-morrow's falser than the former day;

Lies worse, and while it says we shall be blest

With some new joys, cuts off what we possest.

Strange cozenage! none would live past years again,

Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain;

And from the dregs of life think to receive

What the first sprightly running could not give.

John Dryden (1631-1701): Aurengzebe. Act iv. Sc. 1.

Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows;

While proudly riding o'er the azure realm

In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes,

Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm;

Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway,

That hush'd in grim repose expects his evening prey.

Thomas Gray (1716-1771): The Bard. II. 2, Line 9.

Often have I sighed to measure

By myself a lonely pleasure,—

Sighed to think I read a book,

Only read, perhaps, by me.

William Wordsworth (1770-1850): To the Small Celandine.

Chords that vibrate sweetest pleasure

Thrill the deepest notes of woe.

Robert Burns (1759-1796): Sweet Sensibility.

  On the approach of spring I withdraw without reluctance from the noisy and extensive scene of crowds without company, and dissipation without pleasure.

Edward Gibbon (1737-1794): Memoirs. Vol. i. p. 116.

Make the coming hour o'erflow with joy,

And pleasure drown the brim.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): All's Well that Ends Well. Act ii. Sc. 4.

O fair undress, best dress! it checks no vein,

But every flowing limb in pleasure drowns,

And heightens ease with grace.

James Thomson (1700-1748): The Castle of Indolence. Canto i. Stanza 26.

O happiness! our being's end and aim!

Good, pleasure, ease, content! whate'er thy name:

That something still which prompts the eternal sigh,

For which we bear to live, or dare to die.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 1.

O Music! sphere-descended maid,

Friend of Pleasure, Wisdom's aid!

William Collins (1720-1756): The Passions. Line 95.

Oh, the gallant fisher's life!

It is the best of any;

'T is full of pleasure, void of strife,

And 't is beloved by many.

Izaak Walton (1593-1683): The Angler. (John Chalkhill.)

'T is a little thing

To give a cup of water; yet its draught

Of cool refreshment, drained by fevered lips,

May give a shock of pleasure to the frame

More exquisite than when nectarean juice

Renews the life of joy in happiest hours.

Thomas Noon Talfourd (1795-1854): Ion. Act i. Sc. 2.

  "I fly from pleasure," said the prince, "because pleasure has ceased to please; I am lonely because I am miserable, and am unwilling to cloud with my presence the happiness of others."

Samuel Johnson (1709-1784): Rasselas. Chap. iii.

All human race, from China to Peru,

Pleasure, howe'er disguis'd by art, pursue.

Thomas Warton (1728-1790): Universal Love of Pleasure.

  "I fly from pleasure," said the prince, "because pleasure has ceased to please; I am lonely because I am miserable, and am unwilling to cloud with my presence the happiness of others."

Samuel Johnson (1709-1784): Rasselas. Chap. iii.

There is a pleasure in poetic pains

Which only poets know.

William Cowper (1731-1800): The Task. Book ii. The Timepiece. Line 285.

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods;

There is a rapture on the lonely shore;

There is society, where none intrudes,

By the deep sea, and music in its roar:

I love not man the less, but Nature more.

Lord Byron 1788-1824: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto iv. Stanza 178.

And add to these retired Leisure,

That in trim gardens takes his pleasure.

John Milton (1608-1674): Il Penseroso. Line 49.

Fly not yet; 't is just the hour

When pleasure, like the midnight flower

That scorns the eye of vulgar light,

Begins to bloom for sons of night

And maids who love the moon.

Thomas Moore (1779-1852): Fly not yet.

His very foot has music in 't

As he comes up the stairs.

W J Mickle (1734-1788): The Mariner's Wife.

Live while you live, the epicure would say,

And seize the pleasures of the present day;

Live while you live, the sacred preacher cries,

And give to God each moment as it flies.

Lord, in my views, let both united be:

I live in pleasure when I live to thee.

Philip Doddridge (1702-1751): Epigram on his Family Arms.

'T is better to be vile than vile esteem'd,

When not to be receives reproach of being;

And the just pleasure lost which is so deem'd,

Not by our feeling, but by others' seeing.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Sonnet cxxi.

Pains of love be sweeter far

Than all other pleasures are.

John Dryden (1631-1701): Tyrannic Love. Act iv. Sc. 1.

A man of pleasure is a man of pains.

Edward Young (1684-1765): Night Thoughts. Night viii. Line 793.

Who mix'd reason with pleasure, and wisdom with mirth:

If he had any faults, he has left us in doubt.

Oliver Goldsmith (1728-1774): Retaliation. Line 24.

Never to blend our pleasure or our pride

With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.

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

  No pleasure is comparable to the standing upon the vantage-ground of truth.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Of Truth.

No profit grows where is no pleasure ta'en;

In brief, sir, study what you most affect.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): The Taming of the Shrew. Act i. Sc. 1.

Doubtless the pleasure is as great

Of being cheated as to cheat.

Samuel Butler (1600-1680): Hudibras. Part ii. Canto iii. Line 1.

  The pleasure of love is in loving. We are happier in the passion we feel than in that we inspire.

Isaac De Benserade (1612-1691): Maxim 259.

Our hopes, like towering falcons, aim

At objects in an airy height;

The little pleasure of the game

Is from afar to view the flight.

Matthew Prior (1664-1721): To the Hon. Charles Montague.

A thing of custom,—'t is no other;

Only it spoils the pleasure of the time.

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

Remote from man, with God he passed the days;

Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.

Thomas Parnell (1679-1717): The Hermit. Line 5.

Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of sense,

Lie in three words,—health, peace, and competence.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 79.

That though on pleasure she was bent,

She had a frugal mind.

William Cowper (1731-1800): History of John Gilpin.

To frown at pleasure, and to smile in pain.

Edward Young (1684-1765): Night Thoughts. Night viii. Line 1045.

  His death eclipsed the gayety of nations, and impoverished the public stock of harmless pleasure.

Samuel Johnson (1709-1784): Life of Edmund Smith (alluding to the death of Garrick).

There is a pleasure sure

In being mad which none but madmen know.

John Dryden (1631-1701): The Spanish Friar. Act ii. Sc. 1.

Rich the treasure,

Sweet the pleasure,—

Sweet is pleasure after pain.

John Dryden (1631-1701): Alexander's Feast. Line 58.

Men, some to business, some to pleasure take;

But every woman is at heart a rake.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Moral Essays. Epistle ii. Line 215.

Petition me no petitions, sir, to-day;

Let other hours be set apart for business.

To-day it is our pleasure to be drunk;

And this our queen shall be as drunk as we.

Henry Fielding (1707-1754): Tom Thumb the Great. Act i. Sc. 2.

  Lady Bab.  Then you have an immense pleasure to come.

James Townley (1715-1778): High Life below Stairs. Act ii. Sc. 1.

  It is a double pleasure to deceive the deceiver.

J De La Fontaine (1621-1695): The Cock and the Fox. Book ii. Fable 15.

  The Puritan hated bear-baiting, not because it gave pain to the bear, but because it gave pleasure to the spectators.

Thomas B Macaulay (1800-1859): History of England. Vol. i. Chap. iii.

Thus grief still treads upon the heels of pleasure;

Married in haste, we may repent at leisure.

William Congreve (1670-1729): The Old Bachelor. Act v. Sc. 1.

  No pleasure endures unseasoned by variety.

Publius Syrus (42 b c): Maxim 406.

  Epicurus laid down the doctrine that pleasure was the chief good.

Diogenes Laertius (Circa 200 a d): Epicurus. vi.

  A babe in a house is a well-spring of pleasure.

Martin F Tupper (1810-1889): Of Education.

Live while you live, the epicure would say,

And seize the pleasures of the present day;

Live while you live, the sacred preacher cries,

And give to God each moment as it flies.

Lord, in my views, let both united be:

I live in pleasure when I live to thee.

Philip Doddridge (1702-1751): Epigram on his Family Arms.

Fain would I, but I dare not; I dare, and yet I may not;

I may, although I care not, for pleasure when I play not.

Sir Walter Raleigh (1552-1618): Fain Would I.

But hush! hark! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell!

Did ye not hear it?—No! 't was but the wind,

Or the car rattling o'er the stony street.

On with the dance! let joy be unconfined;

No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet

To chase the glowing hours with flying feet.

Lord Byron 1788-1824: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto iii. Stanza 22.

In Xanadu did Kubla Khan

A stately pleasure-dome decree,

Where Alph, the sacred river, ran

Through caverns measureless to man

Down to a sunless sea.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834): Kubla Khan.

I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house,

Wherein at ease for aye to dwell.

Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892): The Palace of Art.