Quotes About Merry

A merry Christmas to everybody! A happy New Year to all the world. Hallo here! Whoop! Hallo!

Merry Christmas! What right have you to be merry? What reason have you to be merry? You're poor enough." "Come, then," returned the nephew gaily. "What right have you to be dismal? What reason have you to be morose? You're rich enough.

Well, it is strange that I who gave birth to her, and was a woman then, should be alive and merry now, and she lying there: so cold and stiff! Lord, Lord!—to think of it; it's as good as a play—as good as a play!

Oh, come to the woods, the merry green woods, While gaily the autumn leaves fall. Just look overhead, 'mid leaves brown and red, The squirrels all chatter and call, "October is here, the Queen of the Year, Merry, merry, October!" Oh, out in the woods, the merry green woods, The fairies their revels will keep; Then, when it is dark, comes the Frost Spirit—hark! He is singing the flowers to sleep! "October is here, the Queen of the Year, Merry, merry October!"

Where lurk the merry elves of autumn now, In this bright breezy month of equinox?...

upon the world. She understood that perhaps even up to the very day before, they had most of them been merry, careless boys; but now they were men, made so in a night by the horrible sin that had brought about this thing called War.

Lean out of the window, Goldenhair, I hear you singing A merry air. My book was closed, I read no more, Watching the fire dance On the floor. I have left my book, I have left my room, For I heard you singing Through the gloom. Singing and singing A merry air, Lean out of the window, Goldenhair.

Maybe they'd string it up above the bar with the other toys, was my merry parting thought—the NYPD's contribution to lifestyles of the rich and famous.

But just as he had made merry music with his clarinet at Stonyhurst while under suspension,

Actors are so fortunate. They can choose whether they will appear in tragedy or in comedy, whether they will suffer or make merry, laugh or shed tears. But in real life it is different. Most men and women are forced to perform parts for which they have no qualifications. Our Guildensterns play Hamlet for us, and our Hamlets have to jest like Prince Hal. The world is a stage, but the play is badly cast.

I'm happier than a pig eating bacon!

She had a lively, playful disposition that delighted in anything ridiculous.

I would much rather have been merry than wise.

I should hardly call her a lively girl—she is very earnest, very eager in all she does—sometimes talks a great deal and always with animation—but she is not often really merry.

OK, I'm happy. I'm happy. All right? I'm happy.

With slouch and swing around the ring We trod the Fools' Parade! We did not care: we knew we were The Devils' Own Brigade: And shaven head and feet of lead Make a merry masquerade.

I laughed derisively. For goodness' sake, don't start gargling now. This is serious. I was laughing. Oh, were you? Well, I'm glad to see you taking it in this merry spirit. Derisively, I explained.

"A feast is made for laughter, and wine makes life merry, but money is the answer for everything."

When he "stood up against this southern way of life," he had to stand alone; the other members of the union fled. He knew the exultation of his stand: "That made me merry in a way. I done what was right . . . "But he also knew its tragedy: "When they shot me it didn't shake me, when they arrested me it didn't shake me. But it shook me to see my friends was but few.

Again I say it, therefore walk, and be merry; walk, and be healthy; walk, and be your own master! walk, to enjoy, to observe, to improve, as no riders can! walk, and you are the best peripatetic impersonation of holiday enjoyment that is to be met with on the surface of this work-a-day world!

We are merry people," added Hercules. "We rob from the rich and pour it on the floor." "No," said Robin. "We rob from the rich and give to the poor." Hercules nodded. "Right. Got it. Sorry.

With some education, and not a little literary ability, he was as clever and worthless a scamp as can well be imagined, and when he took possession of Mount Wollaston, which he named Merry Mount, — or Mare Mount, — he proceeded to enjoy himself freely after his own fashion.

The coffee was never served. It boiled over, spattered them all, and wet a costly tablecloth and the baroness's dress. But it served the end that was desired for it gave rise to many jests and merry peals of laughter.

Well, then, go you into hell? BEATRICE No, but to the gate; and there will the devil meet me, like an old cuckold, with horns on his head, and say 'Get you to heaven, Beatrice, get you to heaven; here's no place for you maids:' so deliver I up my apes, and away to Saint Peter for the heavens; he shows me where the bachelors sit, and there live we as merry as the day is long.