``Stern to inflict, and
stubborn to endure, Who smiled in death.''
The speaker's obstinate carriage, square coat, square legs, square shoulders, - nay, his very neckcloth, trained to take him by the throat with an unaccommodating grasp, like a
stubborn fact, as it was, - all helped the emphasis.
With the snapping of her tail-shaft her life seemed suddenly to depart from her big body, and from a
stubborn, arrogant existence she passed all at once into the passive state of a drifting log.
It is undoubtedly better to deceive him entirely, and since he will be
stubborn he must be tricked.
Facts are
stubborn things, but as some one has wisely said, not half so
stubborn as fallacies.
She perceived that her will had blazed up,
stubborn and resistant.
Wrapping myself in my shaggy jacket of the cloth called bearskin, I fought my way against the
stubborn storm.
And Ahab, he too was standing on his quarter-deck, shaggy and black, with a
stubborn gloom; and as the two ships crossed each other's wakes --one all jubilations for things passed, the other all forebodings as to things to come --their two captains in themselves impersonated the whole striking contrast of the scene.
Sore is my heart and bent my
stubborn pride, With Lijah and with Lisha am I tied, My soul recoyles like Cora Doctor's Wife, Like her I feer I cannot bare this life.
Shelley was once a private person whose name had no more universal meaning than my own, and so were Byron and Cromwell and Shakespeare; yet now their names are facts as
stubborn as the Rocky Mountains, or the National Gallery, or the circulation of the blood.
Nor can one express the love with which he would be received in all those provinces which have suffered so much from these foreign scourings, with what thirst for revenge, with what
stubborn faith, with what devotion, with what tears.
But how strange it was that the creative instinct should seize upon this dull stockbroker, to his own ruin, perhaps, and to the misfortune of such as were dependent on him; and yet no stranger than the way in which the spirit of God has seized men, powerful and rich, pursuing them with
stubborn vigilance till at last, conquered, they have abandoned the joy of the world and the love of women for the painful austerities of the cloister.