chemical element with atomic number 47
Don't give up until you drink from the silver cup
And ride that highway in the sky. ~ Dan and Catherine Peek

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.


Either what woman having ten pieces of silver, if she lose one piece, doth not light a candle, and sweep the house, and seek diligently till she find it? And when she hath found it, she calleth her friends and her neighbours together, saying, Rejoice with me; for I have found the piece which I had lost. Likewise, I say unto you, there is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner that repenteth. - Bible (NewTestament).
The hero of "The Silver Stallion" is … no person, but an idea… ~ James Branch Cabell.
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.
  • 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.
  • 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.
  • 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! - James Elroy Flecker.
  • 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.
Georgian silver coin - 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.
  • 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.
A silver christmas sphere - 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.
  • 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
    one, sleep.
  • 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.
  • 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.


The Bible on Wikisource.
  • 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.
  • The sayings of the Lord are pure; they are like silver refined in an earthen furnace, purified seven times.

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