Yet a little while, and we shall all meet there, and our Mother's bosom will screen us all; and Oppression's harness, and Sorrow's fire-whip, and all the Gehenna bailiffs that patrol and inhabit ever-vexed Time, cannot harm us any more. Carlyle.
Yet all that poets sing, and grief hath known, / Of hopes laid waste, knells in that word—Alone. Bulwer Lytton.
Yet better thus, and known to be contemn'd, / 35 Than still contemn'd and flatter'd. King Lear, iv. 1.
Yet do I fear thy nature; / It is too full o' the milk o' human kindness. Macb., i. 5.
Yet I doubt not through the ages one increasing purpose runs, / And the thoughts of men are widen'd by the process of the suns. Tennyson.
Yet I've heard say, by wise men in my day, / That none are outwitted so easy as they / Who reckon with all men as if they suspect them, / And traffic in caution, and watch to detect them. Dr. W. Smith.
Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide, / The Scripture assures us the Lord will provide. Newton.
Yet taught by Time, my heart has learned to glow / For other's good and melt at other's woe. Pope.
Yet there are surely times when there is nought / So needed as unsettling, just to get / Out of old ruts, and seek a nobler life. Dr. W. Smith.
Yet this grief / Is added to the griefs the great must bear, / That howsoever much they may desire / Silence, they cannot weep behind a cloud. Tennyson.