BLACKSMITH

Related Subjects: Anvil, Iron

1. Curs'd be that wretch (Death's factor sure) who brought
   Dire swords into the peaceful world, and taught
   Smiths (who before could only make
   The spade, the plough-share, and the rake)
   Arts, in most cruel wise
   Man's left to epitomize!—ABRAHAM COWLEY, In Commendation of the Time
   

2. The first smith was the first murd'rer's son.—COWPER, The Task
   

3. And fitfully you still may see the grim smiths ranking round,
   All clad in leathern panoply, their broad hands only bare;
   Some rest upon their sledges here, some work the windlass there.—SAMUEL FERGUSON, The Forging of the Anchor
   

4. Under a spreading chestnut tree
   The village smithy stands:
   The smith, a mighty man is he,
   With large and sinewy hands;
   And the muscles of his brawny arms
   Are strong as iron bands.—LONGFELLOW, The Village Blacksmith
   

5. As great Pythagoras of yore,
   Standing beside the blacksmith's door',
   And hearing the hammers, as they smote
   The anvils with a different note,
   Stole from the varying tones that hung
   Vibrant on every iron tongue,
   The secret of the sounding wire,
   And formed the seven-chorded lyre.—LONGFELLOW, To a Child
   

6. And he sang: "Hurra for my handiwork!"
   And the red sparks lit the air;
   Not alone for the blade was the bright steel made;
   And he fashioned the first plough­share.—CHARLES MACKAY, Tubal Cain
   

7. In other part stood one who, at the forge
   Labouring, two massy clods of iron and brass
   Had melted.—MILTON, Paradise Lost
   

8. The smith and his penny both are black.—Proverb
   

9. From whence came Smith, albe he knight or squire,
   But from the smith that forgeth at the fire?—RICHARD ROWLANDS, Restitution of Decayed Intelligence
   

10. I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus,
    The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool.—SHAKESPEARE, King John
    

11. The painful smith, with force of fervent heat,
    The hardest iron soon doth mollify,
    That with his heavy sledge he can it beat,
    And fashion it to what he it list apply.—EDMUND SPENSER, Amoretti