George Meredith
George Meredith
George Meredith, OMwas an English novelist and poet of the Victorian era...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth12 February 1828
curiosity trying gold
See ye not, Courtesy is the true Alchemy, turning to gold all it touches and tries?
civilized english-novelist
I expect that Woman will be the last thing civilized by Man.
suffers
There is nothing the body suffers the soul may not profit by.
birthday
Don't just count your years, make your years count.
arms behind golden knees lies love ripple single sleeping slip
Under yonder beech-tree single on the greensward, / Couched with her arms behind her golden head, / Knees and tresses folded to slip and ripple idly, / Lies my young love sleeping in the shade.
desires fain fling love
Love that so desires would fain keep her changeless; / Fain would fling the net, and fain have her free.
catch glory hard love whom winning
She whom I love is hard to catch and conquer, / Hard, but O the glory of the winning were she won!
enter
Enter these enchanted woods, / You who dare.
fighting past men
It's past parsons to console us: No, nor no doctor fetch for me: I can die without my bolus; Two of a trade, lass, never agree! Parson and Doctor!--don't they love rarely Fighting the devil in other men's fields! Stand up yourself and match him fairly: Then see how the rascal yields!
care mute
O have a care of natures that are mute!
casts picks gems
How many a thing which we cast to the ground, When others pick it up, becomes a gem!
army law track
Around the ancient track marched, rank on rank, The army of unalterable law.
men two topsy-turvy
I've studied men from my topsy-turvy Close, and I reckon, rather true. Some are fine fellows: some, right scurvy; Most, a dash between the two.
pain order may
Much benevolence of the passive order may be traced to a disinclination to inflict pain upon oneself.