Silver (Greek: άργυρος árguros, Latin: argentum, both from the Indo-European root *arg- for "grey" or "shining") is a chemical element with the chemical symbol Ag and atomic number 47. A soft, white, lustrous metal, it possesses the highest electrical conductivity of any element, the highest thermal conductivity of any metal, and has long been symbolic of purity and high social or political rank, and it has long been a prominent metal in monetary standards and coinage. The word is also applied to colorations which can range from shades of grey to white, especially when accompanied by metallic sheens.
- Every cloud has a silver lining.
- Just for a handful of silver he left us,
Just for a riband to stick in his coat.–
Found the one gift of which fortune bereft us,
Lost all others she sets us devote;
They with the gold to give doled him our silver,
So much was theirs who so little allowed.
- The Silver Tassie
Go, fetch to me a pint 0' wine
And fill it in a silver tassie,
That I may drink before I go
A service to my bonie lassie.
- Now, the redemption which we as yet await (continued Imlac), will be that of Kalki, who will come as a Silver Stallion: all evils and every sort of folly will perish at the coming of this Kalki: true righteousness will be restored, and the minds of men will be made as clear as crystal.
- I agree with Freydis that, for various reasons, nobody ever, quite, knew Manuel well.
The hero of "The Silver Stallion" is, thus, no person, but an idea, — an idea presented at the moment of its conception... I mean, of course, the idea that Manuel, who was yesterday the physical Redeemer of Poictesme, will by and by return as his people's spiritual Redeemer.
- James Branch Cabell, in The Silver Stallion : A Comedy of Redemption (1926) Author's Note
- Lord Ullin’s daughter
A chieftain to the Highlands bound
Cries 'Boatman, do not tarry!
And I'll give thee a silver pound
To row us o'er the ferry.'
- Thomas Campbell, in Samuel Orchart Beeton Encyclopaedia of English and American Poetry: From Caedmon and King Alfred's Boethius to Browning and Tennyson, Volume 2, Ward, 1873, p. 311
- And the cat's in the cradle with the silver spoon,
Little Boy Blue, and the Man in the Moon
When you coming home Dad?
I don't know when — we'll get together then, Son,
You know we'll have a good time then.
- It is silver that can pride itself as the overlay of the gods.
- Keep the Home-fires burning,
While your hearts are yearning,
Though your lads are far away
They dream of Home.
There's a silver lining
Through the dark clouds shining;
Turn the dark cloud inside out,
Till the boys come Home.
- Michael E. Donaghue, in; My Kingdom, FriesenPress, 9 June 2014, p. 231
- Thou, O King sawest, and behold a great image. 1860 This great image, whose brightness was excellent, stood before thee; and the form thereof was terrible. This image's head was of fine gold, his breast and his arms of silver, his belly and his thighs of brass. His legs of iron, his feet part of iron and part of clay. Thou sawest till that a stone was cut out without hands, which smote the image upon his feet that were of iron and clay, and brake them to pieces.
- A Ship, an Isle, a Sickle Moon
A ship, an isle, a sickle moon -
With few but with how splendid stars
The mirrors of the sea are strewn
Between their silver bars!
- It is health that is real wealth and not pieces of gold and silver.
- Mahatma Gandhi in:Spiritual Wealth Management: The Abundance Bible and Prosperity Manifesto, Balboa Press, 1 September 2012, p. 114
- The most pitiful among men is he who turns his dreams into silver and gold.
- After the golden age of Latinity, we gradually slide into the silver, and at length precipitately descend into the iron.
- Isaac D'Israeli, in The Literary Character, Illustrated by the History of Men of Genius (1795-1822), Ch. III
- For in the true nature of things,
if we rightly consider,
every green tree is far more glorious
than if it were made of gold and silver.
- First of all the Georgian Silver goes, and then all that nice furniture that used to be in the salon. Then the Canalettos go.
- Harold Macmillan in Children of Light: How Electricity Changed Britain Forever, Gavin Weightman, Atlantic Books Ltd, 1 January 2011, p. 234
- Speech by Lord Stockton at the Riyal Overseas Club, as a criticism of privatization and the selling of profitable state- owned enterprises.
- Was I deceiv'd, or did a sable cloud
Turn forth her silver lining on the night?
I did not err; there does a sable cloud
Turn forth her silver lining on the night,
And casts a gleam over this tufted grove.
- This is for all the lonely people
Thinking that life has passed them by
Don't give up until you drink from the silver cup
And ride that highway in the sky.
- If a man bring to London an ounce of Silver out of the Earth in Peru in the same time that he can produce a bushel of Corn, then one is the natural price of the other.
- Sir William Petty in: John Ramsay McCulloch The Literature of Political Economy: A Classified Catalogue of Select Publications in the Different Departments of that Science, with Historical, Critical and Biographical Notices:Treatise ofTaxes and Cintributions, Longman, Brown, Green & Longmans, 1845, p. 318
- Hi-ho, Silver, away!
- Catchphrase of The Lone Ranger
- This is what I believe to be true. This is what I learned in the hospital. You have to do everything you can, you have to work your hardest, and if you do, if you stay positive, you have a shot at a silver lining.
- There's the silver lining I've been looking for.
- Keen as are the arrows
Of that silver sphere,
Whose intense lamp narrows
In the white dawn clear
Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.
- Percy Bysshe Shelley in: The Poems of Shelley: Volume Three: 1819 - 1820'To a Skylark', stanza 25, Routledge, 22 May 2014, p. 473
- My soul is an enchanted boat,
Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float
Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing.
- Now the nimble fingers are no more nimble, And the silver thimble lies cold and tarnished black.
- Happy is the man that findeth wisdom, and the man that getteth understanding. For the merchandise of it is better than the merchandise of silver, and the gain thereof than fine gold. She is more precious than rubies: and all the things thou canst desire are not to be compared unto her. Length of days is in her right hand; and in her left hand riches and honour. Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace. She is a tree of life to them that lay hold upon her: and happy is every one that retaineth her.
- Solomon’s wise sayings in:The Moravian magazine, a monthly journal of the Church of the United brethren, 1854, p. 23
- It's a truism in technological development that no silver lining comes without its cloud.
- Bruce Sterling in: Literacy, technology, and society: confronting the issues, Prentice Hall, 1997, p. 498
- Sweet and low, sweet and low,
Wind of the western sea,
Low, low, breathe and blow,
Wind of the western sea!
Over the rolling waters go,
Come from the dying moon, and blow,
Blow him again to me;
While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps.
Sleep and rest, sleep and rest,
Father will come to thee soon;
Rest, rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon;
Father will come to his babe in the nest,
Silver sails all out of the west
Under the silver moon:
Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty
- The one had leaves of dark green that beneath were as shining silver, and from each of his countless flowers a dew of silver light was ever falling, and the earth beneath was dappled with the shadows of his fluttering leaves.
- I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.
- William Butler Yeats, in "The Song Of Wandering Aengus", in The Wind Among the Reeds (1899)
- Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with the golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams beneath your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
- William Butler Yeats, in "He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven", in The Wind Among the Reeds (1899)
- Silver and gold have In one; but such as I have give I thee: In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth rise up and walk.
- And I said unto them, If ye think good, give me my price; and if not, forbear. So they weighed for my price thirty pieces of silver.