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Dust are fine particles of matter.
- What a dust do I raise!
- When I am dead, the matter which composes my body is indestructible — and eternal, so that come what may to my 'Soul,' my dust will always be going on, each separate atom of me playing its separate part — I shall still have some sort of a finger in the pie. When I am dead, you can boil me, burn me, drown me, scatter me — but you cannot destroy me: my little atoms would merely deride such heavy vengeance. Death can do no more than kill you.
- W. N. P. Barbellion (Bruce Frederick Cummings), in The Journal of a Disappointed Man (1920)
- Down to the dust! — and, as thou rott'st away,
Even worms shall perish on thy poisonous clay.
- Whose touch turns hope to dust—the dust we all have trod.
- We turn to dust, and all our mightiest works
- William Cowper, The Task (1785), Book V, The Winter Morning Walk, line 540.
- And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust
- Dust always blowing about the town,
Except when sea-fog laid it down,
And I was one of the children told
Some of the blowing dust was gold.
- All the dust the wind blew high
Appeared like god in the sunset sky,
But I was one of the children told
Some of the dust was really gold.
- If, as they say, some dust thrown in my eyes
Will keep my talk from getting overwise,
I'm not the one for putting off the proof.
Let it be overwhelming, off a roof
And round a corner, blizzard snow for dust,
And blind me to a standstill if it must.
- Can honour's voice provoke the silent dust,
Or flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death?
- Thomas Gray, Elegy, Stanza 11
- Ah, pensive scholar, what is fame?
A fitful tongue of leaping flame;
A giddy whirlwind's fickle gust,
That lifts a pinch of mortal dust;
A few swift years, and who can show
Which dust was Bill, and which was Joe?
- Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr., Poems of the Class of '29, Bill and Joe, Stanza 7.
- When darkness gathers over all.
And the last tottering pillars fall,
Take the poor dust Thy mercy warms.
And mould it into heavenly forms.
- Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr., as reported in, Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895) edited by Josiah Hotchkiss Gilbert, p. 179
- Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend,
Before we too into the Dust descend;
Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie
Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and — sans End!
- Like foolish Prophets forth; their Words to Scorn
Are scatter'd, and their Mouths are stopt with Dust.
- Unug's levy was a flood, Kulaba's levy was a clouded sky. As they covered the ground like heavy fog, the dense dust whirled up by them reached up to heaven.
- The dust comes secretly day after day,
Lies on my ledge and dulls my shining things.
But O this dust that I shall drive away
Is flowers and kings,
Is Solomon's temple, poets, Nineveh.
- Viola Meynell, "Dusting", in Verses (London: Martin Secker, 1919)
- When I was alive
I was dust which was,
But now I am dust in dust
I am dust which never was.
- One Thousand and One Nights, Tale of Zummurud and Ali-Shar
- A heap of dust remains of thee;
'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!
- Alexander Pope, Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady (1717), line 73
- Lo, now my glory smear'd in dust and blood!
- Dust claims dust.
- Percy Bysshe Shelley, Death (1820)
- Scepter and crown
Must tumble down,
And, in the dust, be equal made
With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
- James Shirley, Contention of Ajax and Ulysses, scene 3. ("Birth and State" in Percy's Reliques. These lines are said to have terrified Cromwell), as reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922)
- Only the actions of the just
Smell sweet and blossom in their dust.
- James Shirley, Contention of Ajax and Ulysses, scene 3, line 23. ("In the dust" in Percy's Reliques. Misquoted "Ashes of the dust" on old tombstone at St. Augustine, Florida).
- As a new-born soul, — I am naught:
My deeds are dust in air.
- Bayard Taylor, The Guests of Night (1871), st. 3 - 4, in The Poetical Works of Bayard Taylor (1907), p. 314.
- Whether we fall by ambition, blood, or lust,
Like diamonds, we are cut with our own dust.
- John Webster, Duchess of Malfi (1623), Act V, scene v.
- Or, gazing by pale lamps on high-born dust
In vaults; thin courts of poor unflattered kings.
- Edward Young, The Complaint: or, Night-Thoughts on Life, Death, & Immortality (1742–1745), Night the Second, line 626.
Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922)
- Quotes reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922).
- Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, in sure and certain hope of the resurrection.
- Book of Common Prayer, Burial of the Dead.
- The sweet remembrance of the just
Shall flourish when he sleeps in dust.
- Tate and Brady, Psalm 112. (Ed. 1695).