Al zigt gij slim bij booze daden, een muisje kanjt geheim verraden.
Al zou de duivel op stelten rijden.
Al, wat leven heeft ontvangen, gaat op losse en looze gangen.
Alabad al Señor todas las Naciones.
Alabanza y acción de gracias.
Alabaster gibt teure Pflaster.
Alábate, cesto, que venderte quiero.
Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye
Than twenty of their swords.
Alack, this world
Is full of change, change, change - nothing but change!
D. M. Mulock
Alain iz di neshomeh rain. (Yiddish)
Wie sich's wandelt außen, wandelt sich's auch innen.
Friedrich von Logau (1605-1655), Fremde Tracht
Alandlik meel on parem kui austud mees.
Alandus aitab, kõrgus kautab.
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Alas accidere. / Pennas incidere.
Alas for him who never sees
The stars shine through his cypress-trees!
Who, hopeless, lays his dead away,
Nor looks to see the breaking day
Across the mournful marbles play!
Alas for the folly of the loquacious!
Alas for the rarity
Of Christian charity
Under the sun!
HOOD: Bridge of Sighs.
Alas for the unhappy man that is called to stand in the pulpit and not give the bread of life!
Alas that love, so gentle in his view,
Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof!
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo und Julia I, 1
Alas that love, whose view is muffled, still
Should without eyes see pathways to his will!
Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo und Julia I, 1
Alas that we must dwell, my heart and I, so far asunder!
Christina G. Rossetti
Alas! alas! why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; and he that might the vantage best have took found out the remedy.
Alas! Alas! Wise men pass a dressy lass.
Alas! by some degree of woe we every bliss must gain.
Alas! by some degree of woe
We every bliss must gain:
The heart can ne'er a transport know,
That never feels a pain.
Alas! by what slight means are great affairs brought to destruction.
James Freeman Clarke
Alas! he has banish'd me his bed already;
His love too long ago: I am old, my lords,
And all the fellowship I hold now with him
Is only my obedience. What can happen
To me, above this wretchedness?
Alas! how difficult it is to prevent the countenance from betraying guilt.
Alas! how difficult it is to retain glory!
Alas! how easily things go wrong!
A sigh too deep, or a kiss too long,
Ant then comes a mist and a weeping rain,
And life is never the same again.
Alas! how enthusiasm decreases as experience increases!
Mme. Louise Colet
Alas! how few of nature's faces there are to gladden us with their beauty! The cares and sorrows and hungerings of the world change them as they change hearts; and it is only when these passions sleep and have lost their hold forever that the troubled clouds pass off, and leave heaven's surface clear.
Alas! how has the social spirit of Christianity been perverted by fools at one time, and by knaves and bigots at another; by the self-tormentors of the cell, and the all-tormentors of the conclave!
Alas! how light a cause may move
Dissension between hearts that love!
Hearts that the world in vain had tried,
And sorrow but more closely tied;
That stood the storm, when waves were rough,
Yet in a sunny hour fall off.
Alas! I have nor hope nor health,
Nor peace within nor calm around,
Nor that content surpassing wealth
The sage in meditation found.
Alas! I have not words to tell my grief;
To vent my sorrow would be some relief;
Light sufferings give us leisure to complain;
We groan, but cannot speak, in greater pain.
Alas! if my best Friend, who laid down His life for me, were to remember all the instances in which I have neglected Him, and to plead them against me in judgment, where should I hide my guilty head in the day of recompense? I will pray, therefore, for blessings on my friends, even though they cease to be so, and upon my enemies, though they continue such.
Alas! if the principles of contentment are not within us, the height of station and worldly grandeur will as soon add a cubit to a man's stature as to his happiness.
Alas! innocence is but a poor substitute for experience.
Alas! it is not till time with reckless hand has torn out half the leaves from the book of human life, to light the fires of passion with from day to day, that man begins to see that the leaves which remain are few in number, and to remember faintly at first, and then more clearly, that upon the early pages of that book was written a story of happy influence which he would fain read over again.
Alas! many an enamored pair have courted in poetry, and after marriage lived in prose.
Alas! our frailty is the cause, not we;
For, such as we are made of, such we be.
Alas! our young affections run to waste,
Or water but the desert.
Alas! poor human nature, pity, if hard pressed, degenerates into contempt.
J. G. Saxe
Alas! regardless of their doom,
The little victims play;
No sense have they of ills to come,
Nor care beyond to-day.
Alas! sorrow from happiness is oft evolved.
Alas! that Christians should stand at the door of eternity having more work upon their hands than their time is sufficient for, and yet be filling their heads and hearts with trifles.
Alas! the breast that inly bleeds has nought to fear from outward blow.
Alas! the fleeting years are passing away.