Quotes About England

Privée de pont, l'une des plus grandes villes d'Angleterre mourrait et le prieuré, qui était son poumon, verrait décroître son prestige jusqu'à n'être plus qu'un avant-poste isolé au fin fond de la campagne, où quelques moines continueraient à accomplir leurs dévotions dans le désert sonore d'une cathédrale décrépite.

Anyone in England who puts himself forward to be elected to a position of political power is almost bound to be socially or emotionally insecure, or criminally motivated, or mad.

I welcome him like I welcome cold sores. He's from England, he's angry and he's got Mad Power Disease.

This accession of territory affirms forever the power of the United States, and I have given England a maritime rival who sooner or later will humble her pride.

The tea-kettle is as much an English institution as aristocracy or the Prayer-Book.

The poorest man may in his cottage bid defiance to all the forces of the Crown. It may be frail—its roof may shake—the wind may blow through it—the storm may enter—the rain may enter—but the King of England cannot enter—all his force dares not cross the threshold of the ruined tenement!

This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Feared by their breed and famous by their birth.

Heaven take my soul, and England keep my bones!

Come the three corners of the world in arms,And we shall shock them. Nought shall make us rue,If England to itself do rest but true.

O England! model to thy inward greatness,Like little body with a mighty heart,What mightst thou do, that honor would thee do,Were all thy children kind and natural!

That England, that was wont to conquer others,Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.

Now all the youth of England are on fire,And silken dalliance in the wardrobe lies.

That island of England breeds very valiant creatures: their mastiffs are of unmatchable courage.

This England never did, nor never shall, Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror.

This royal throne of kings, this sceptred isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands,-- This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.

I traveled among unknown men,In lands beyond the sea;Nor, England! did I know till thenWhat love I bore to thee.

Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour:England hath need of thee: she is a fenOf stagnant waters.

MILTON! thou shouldst be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen

The year that Hitler came into power the prestigious Oxford Union, a student debating society, overwhelmingly approved a motion stating that "this House will in no circumstances fight for its King and Country," and within a short period similar resolutions were adopted by most of England's other colleges and universities. When

A Warwickshire priest, John Rous, writing a history of England at the end of the fifteenth century, chronicled the ruthless large-scale destruction inflicted on the North by William the Conqueror (see chapter 14), and asked what now should be said of the 'modern' destruction of villages. 'The root of this evil', he said, 'is greed. The plague of avarice infects these times and it blinds men. They are not the sons of God, but of Mammon'.

We opened a design center in the South of England last year as part of our strategy for being close to our customers and developing innovative products for exciting new markets.

Lindbergh was horrified. "The English," he wrote in his diary, "are in no shape for war. They do not realize what they are confronted with. They have always before had a fleet between themselves and their enemy, and they can't realize the change aviation has made. I am afraid this is the beginning of the end of England as a great power."38

Lindbergh did as he was asked, wrote the report, and presented in it the most frightening scenario imaginable: "For the first time in history a nation has the power either to save or to ruin the great cities of Europe. Germany has such a preponderance of war planes that she can bomb any city in Europe with comparatively little resistance. England and France are far too weak in the air to protect themselves.

I pulled myself up on my elbows and lay on my belly staring down into hell. There below me in the basin of Hunslet Carr, just 500 yards beneath me, was my England on the morning of Sunday 15 December in the year of Our Lord 1974, looking a thousand years younger and none the better.