Horace Smith

thumb|Horace Smith Horace Smith (born Horatio; December 31, 1779 – July 12, 1849) was an English poet and novelist (as was his elder brother, James Smith), perhaps best known for his participation in a sonnet-writing competition with Percy Bysshe Shelley. Quotes In Egypt's sandy silence, all alone,Stands a gigantic Leg, which far off throws The only shadow that the Desart knows: — "I am great Ozymandias," saith the stone, "The King of Kings; this mighty City shows "The wonders of my hand." — The City's gone, — Nought but the Leg remaining to disclose The site of this forgotten Babylon.We wonder, — and some Hunter may express Wonder like ours, when thro' the wilderness Where London stood, holding the Wolf in chace, He meets some fragment huge, and stops to guess What powerful but unrecorded race Once dwelt in that annihilated place. On a Stupendous Leg of Granite, Discovered Standing by Itself in the Deserts of Egypt, with the Inscription Inserted Below (published February 1, 1818); written in a competition with Percy Bysshe Shelley, for which Shelley wrote "Ozymandius". Thinking is but an idle waste of thought,And nought is everything and everything is nought. Rejected Addresses. Cui Bono?, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919) In the name of the Prophet—figs. Johnson's Ghost, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919) And thou hast walked about (how strange a story!)In Thebes's streets three thousand years ago,When the Memnonium was in all its glory. Address to the Mummy at Belzoni's Exhibition, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919) The Tin Trumpet (1836) "Paul Chatfield", The Tin Trumpet, or, Heads and Tales, for the Wise and Waggish, ed. Jefferson Saunders (London, 1836) Vanity—like laudanum, and other poisonous medicines, is beneficial in small, though injurious in large quantities. No man, who is not pleased with himself, even in a personal sense, can please others. Vol. 2, p. 179. Repeated in Frederick Saunders, Salad for the Social (New York: De Witt & Davenport, 1856), "The Toilette and its Devotees", p. 133; rev. ed. (New York: Thomas Whittaker, 1883), p. 320, replaces "Vanity" with "Pride" About Is it not odd that the only truly generous person I ever knew who had money enough to be generous with should be a stockbroker? He writes poetry and pastoral dramas and yet knows how to make money, and does make it, and is still generous. Percy Bysshe Shelley. External links Horace_Smith+(1779-1849) Horace Smith Category:1849 deaths Category:Poets from England