unbreathed

In attacking the cloistered monks and nuns of my Roman Catholic Church, the brilliant, if occasionally logorrheic, John Milton wrote in his defense of free speech, "Areopagitica," that "I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed."

How I Learned Not to Fear the Anti-God Squad Maurice O'Sullivan 2009

I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary but slinks out of the race, where that immortal garland is to be run for, not without dust and heat.

Areopagitica 2007

I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary but slinks out of the race, where that immortal garland is to be run for, not without dust and heat.

Areopagitica 2007

"I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary, but slinks out of the race where that immortal garland is to be run for, not without dust and heat."

Archive 2006-01-01 Michael Caddell 2006

"I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary, but slinks out of the race where that immortal garland is to be run for, not without dust and heat."

Free Thought Solidarity Bulletin Michael Caddell 2006

And in the first months she had found this in Australia, in the silent, silvery – blue days, and the unbreathed air, and strange, remote forms of tree and creature.

Kangaroo 2004

The sky was pure, crystal pure and blue, of a lovely pale blue colour: the air was wonderful, new and unbreathed: and there were great distances.

Kangaroo 2004

It was a dead place, not but stone and dust and air long unbreathed.

Dalamar the Dark Berberick, Nancy Varian 2000

She would take it back into the keeping of her heart, and if a day should ever come when he would be free to return, and demand it of her, he would find it there, unwithered, with all the unbreathed perfume hoarded in its folded leaves.

The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 10, No. 57, July, 1862 Various

But the vengeance that darken'd their brow was unbreathed;

The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume III The Songs of Scotland of the Past Half Century Various