A Quote by William Collins

By fairy hands their knell is rung; By forms unseen their dirge is sung. — © William Collins
By fairy hands their knell is rung; By forms unseen their dirge is sung.
The death-knell of the republic had rung as soon as the active power became lodged in the hands of those who sought, not to do justice to all citizens, rich and poor alike, but to stand for one special class and for its interests as opposed to the interests of others.
In the end, one or the other will triumph - a funeral dirge will be sung over the Soviet republic or over world capitalism.
I've got my bell rung, and when I first came in the league, the term wasn't 'concussion,' it was 'getting dinged' or 'had your bell rung.' So I had my bell rung a few times.
Everyone sees the unseen in proportion to the clarity of his heart, and that depends upon how much he has polished it. Whoever has polished it more sees more - more unseen forms become manifest to him.
I decline to discuss, under compulsion, where I have sung, and who has sung my songs, and who else has sung with me, and the people I have known.
In this industry, there are only two ways up the ladder. Rung by rung or claw your way to the top. It's sure been tough on my nails.
A world of unseen dictatorship is conceivable, still using the forms of democratic government.
All creative art is magic, is evocation of the unseen in forms persuasive, enlightening, familiar and surprising.
All forms of self-defeating behavior are unseen and unconscious, which is why their existence is denied.
Everything you see has its roots in the unseen world. The forms may change, yet the essence remains the same.
When we follow our bliss, we are met by a thousand unseen helping hands.
If you have fairy blood, even in the tiniest degree, you must live close to Fairy Land, and eat a little fairy food, or else you will always be hungry.
The world is very different now. For man holds in his mortal hands the power to abolish all forms of human poverty, and all forms of human life.
Fairy tales and myths are forms of cultural storage for the natural history of life.
What was the question? ...Oh. Where do I get my crazy ideas? Answer: sleep-fairy, walk-fairy, shower-fairy. Book-fairy. And in these last few years, from my wife. Now when I have questions I ask her and she tells me the answer. If you haven't already, I'd suggest you want to find your soulmate, as soon as you can. Next question?
The noblest service comes from nameless hands; and the best servant does his work unseen.
This site uses cookies to ensure you get the best experience. More info...
Got it!