C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.

Hearing

None so deaf as those that will not hear.

Mathew Henry.

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears.

Shakespeare.

This is the slowest, yet the daintiest sense;
For ev’n the ears of such as have no skill,
Perceive a discord, and conceive offence;
And knowing not what’s good, yet find the ill.

Sir John Davies.

Hear me for my cause, and be silent that you may hear.

Shakespeare.

Where more is meant than meets the ear.

Milton.

Where did you get that pearly ear?
God spoke and it came out to hear.

George MacDonald.

I was all ear,
And took in strains that might create a soul
Under the ribs of death.

Milton.

Within a bony, labyrinthean cave,
Reached by the pulse of the aërial wave,
This sibyl, sweet, and mystic sense is found,
Muse, that presides o’er all the powers of sound.

Abraham Coles.

These wickets of the soul are plac’d so high,
Because all sounds do highly move aloft;
And that they may not pierce too violently,
They are delay’d with turns and twinings oft.
For should the voice directly strike the brain,
It would astonish and confuse it much;
Therefore these plaits and folds the sound restrain.
That it the organ may more gently touch.

Sir John Davies.

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