Careful Words

race (n.)

race (v.)

He lives to build, not boast, a generous race;

No tenth transmitter of a foolish face.

Richard Savage (1698-1743): The Bastard. Line 7.

Oh that the desert were my dwelling-place,

With one fair spirit for my minister,

That I might all forget the human race,

And hating no one, love but only her!

Lord Byron 1788-1824: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto iv. Stanza 177.

But he whose inborn worth his acts commend,

Of gentle soul, to human race a friend.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): The Odyssey of Homer. Book xix. Line 383.

Awake, my soul! stretch every nerve,

And press with vigour on;

A heavenly race demands thy zeal,

And an immortal crown.

Philip Doddridge (1702-1751): Zeal and Vigour in the Christian Race.

  But what minutes! Count them by sensation, and not by calendars, and each moment is a day, and the race a life.

Benjamin Disraeli (Earl Beaconsfield) (1805-1881): Sybil. Book i. Chap. ii.

  The race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong.

Old Testament: Ecclesiastes ix. 11.

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.

Fair tresses man's imperial race insnare,

And beauty draws us with a single hair.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): The Rape of the Lock. Canto ii. Line 27.

Like leaves on trees the race of man is found,—

Now green in youth, now withering on the ground;

Another race the following spring supplies:

They fall successive, and successive rise.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): The Iliad of Homer. Book vi. Line 181.

Behold! in Liberty's unclouded blaze

We lift our heads, a race of other days.

Charles Sprague (1791-1875): Centennial Ode. Stanza 22.

  And he gave it for his opinion, that whoever could make two ears of corn, or two blades of grass, to grow upon a spot of ground where only one grew before, would deserve better of mankind, and do more essential service to his country, than the whole race of politicians put together.

Jonathan Swift (1667-1745): Gulliver's Travels. Part ii. Chap. vii. Voyage to Brobdingnag.

I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.

Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892): Locksley Hall. Line 168.

Thus would I double my life's fading space;

For he that runs it well, runs twice his race.

Abraham Cowley (1618-1667): Discourse xi. Of Myself. St. xi.

  I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary, but slinks out of the race where that immortal garland is to be run for, not without dust and heat.

John Milton (1608-1674): Areopagitica.

Lights of the world, and stars of human race.

William Cowper (1731-1800): The Progress of Error. Line 97.

Here the free spirit of mankind, at length,

Throws its last fetters off; and who shall place

A limit to the giant's unchained strength,

Or curb his swiftness in the forward race?

William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878): The Ages. xxxiii.

And waste their music on the savage race.

Edward Young (1684-1765): Love of Fame. Satire v. Line 228.

What mighty woes

To thy imperial race from woman rose!

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): The Odyssey of Homer. Book xi. Line 541.