Careful Words

year (n.)

year (adv.)

year (adj.)

  Actions of the last age are like almanacs of the last year.

Sir John Denham (1615-1668): The Sophy. A Tragedy.

'T is sweet, as year by year we lose

Friends out of sight, in faith to muse

How grows in Paradise our store.

John Keble (1792-1866): Burial of the Dead.

At Christmas play and make good cheer,

For Christmas comes but once a year.

Thomas Tusser (Circa 1515-1580): Five Hundred Points of Good Husbandry. The Farmer's Daily Diet.

The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,

Of wailing winds and naked woods and meadows brown and sear.

William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878): The Death of the Flowers.

You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dear;

To-morrow 'll be the happiest time of all the glad New Year,—

Of all the glad New Year, mother, the maddest, merriest day;

For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be queen o' the May.

Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892): The May Queen.

Since heaven's eternal year is thine.

John Dryden (1631-1701): Elegy on Mrs. Killegrew. Line 15.

A man's ingress into the world is naked and bare,

His progress through the world is trouble and care;

And lastly, his egress out of the world, is nobody knows where.

If we do well here, we shall do well there:

I can tell you no more if I preach a whole year.

John Edwin (1749-1790): The Eccentricities of John Edwin (second edition), vol. i. p. 74. London, 1791.

I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude,

And with forc'd fingers rude

Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year.

John Milton (1608-1674): Lycidas. Line 3.

  There's hope a great man's memory may outlive his life half a year.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Think naught a trifle, though it small appear;

Small sands the mountain, moments make the year,

And trifles life.

Edward Young (1684-1765): Love of Fame. Satire vi. Line 208.

Thou hast no sorrow in thy song,

No winter in thy year.

John Logan (1748-1788): To the Cuckoo.

A man he was to all the country dear,

And passing rich with forty pounds a year.

Oliver Goldsmith (1728-1774): The Deserted Village. Line 141.

These as they change, Almighty Father! these

Are but the varied God. The rolling year

Is full of Thee.

James Thomson (1700-1748): Hymn. Line 1.

Thus with the year

Seasons return; but not to me returns

Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn,

Or sight of vernal bloom or summer's rose,

Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine;

But cloud instead, and ever-during dark

Surrounds me; from the cheerful ways of men

Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair

Presented with a universal blank

Of Nature's works, to me expung'd and raz'd,

And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.

John Milton (1608-1674): Paradise Lost. Book iii. Line 40.

That gems the starry girdle of the year.

Thomas Campbell (1777-1844): Pleasures of Hope. Part ii. Line 194.

O, what a world of vile ill-favour'd faults

Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year!

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act iii. Sc. 4.

  In those vernal seasons of the year, when the air is calm and pleasant, it were an injury and sullenness against Nature not to go out and see her riches, and partake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth.

John Milton (1608-1674): Tractate of Education.

If all the year were playing holidays,

To sport would be as tedious as to work.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 2.

Where are the snows of last year?

Dante (1265-1321): Des Dames du Temps jadis. i.

See, Winter comes to rule the varied year.

James Thomson (1700-1748): The Seasons. Winter. Line 1.

O Winter, ruler of the inverted year!

William Cowper (1731-1800): The Task. Book iv. The Winter Evening. Line 120.

Exhausting thought,

And hiving wisdom with each studious year.

Lord Byron 1788-1824: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto iii. Stanza 107.