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Quotes About Vapours

Tea does our fancy aid, Repress those vapours which the head invade, And keeps that palace of the soul serene.
~ Edmund Waller
That so all vapours of all disobedience to thee, being subdued under my feet, I may, in the power and triumph of thy Son, tread victoriously upon my grave, and trample upon the lion and dragon [182] that lie under it to devour me.
~ John Donne
It is the tyranny of the weak, isn't it? The weapons being tears, reproaches, vapours, and other such unscrupulous means which are employed by gentle, helpless women like your aunt!
~ Georgette Heyer
She wants to be forced to occupy herself with some manual work. If she were obliged, like so many others, to earn her living, she wouldn't have these vapours, that come to her from a lot of ideas she stuffs into her head, and from the idleness in which she lives
~ Gustave Flaubert
Sometimes at twilight the grey vapours of the horizon have parted to grant me glimpses of the ways beyond;
~ H.P. Lovecraft
For bleeding inwards and shut vapours strangle soonest and oppress most.
~ Francis Bacon
It was like a Stygian plain, like a vision of Hades: a land of shadows, vapours and water. Everything was going misty and disappearing like spirits. The moon was enchanting and pulling at the plain just as she enchants and pulls at the sea, drinking all that vast earthly dampness from the horizon with her silent, insatiable throat.
~ Gabriele d'Annunzio
Once upon a perfect night, unclouded and still, there came the face of a pale and beautiful lady. The tresses of her hair reached out to make the constellations, and the dewy vapours of her gown fell soft upon the land.
~ Kit Williams
Pride and hope and desire like crushed herbs in his heart sent up vapours of maddening incense before the eyes of his mind. He strode down the hill amid the tumult of suddenrisen vapours of wounded pride and fallen hope and baffled desire. they streamed upwards before his anguished eyes in dense and maddening fumes and passed away above him till at last the air was clear and cold again.
~ James Joyce
Pale wox I, and in vapours hid my face. Art thou, too, near such doom? vague
~ John Keats