What the Maker sends us remains mysteriously with us after the bearer of it is dead and gone; and we, as we "mourn over, long for, and love distant and departed" goodness, are more embraced and possessed by it than we were when it was present with us only in the flesh, and we could look upon it and handle it. Ed.
What the poet has to cultivate above all things is love and truth;—what he has to avoid, like poison, is the fleeting and the false. Leigh Hunt.
What the Puritans gave the world was not thought, but action. Wendell Phillips.
What the universe was thought to be in Judea and other places, this may be very interesting to know; what it is in England here where we live and have our work to do, that is the interesting point. Carlyle.
What thou seest is not there on its own 5 account, strictly taken, is not there at all. Carlyle.
What though care killed a cat: thou hast mettle enough in thee to kill care. Much Ado, v. 1.
What though on hamely fare we dine, / Wear hodden gray, and a' that? / Gie fools their silk, and knaves their wine, / A man's a man for a' that. Burns.
What though our songs to wit have no pretence, / The fiddlestick shall scrape them into sense. (?)
What though success will not attend on all! / Who bravely dares must sometimes risk a fall. Smollett.
What though the field be lost? / All is not 10 lost; th' unconquerable will, / And study of revenge, immortal hate, / And courage never to submit or yield. Milton.