55 Metaphors for happy

"Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them:" So say I; but then don't let him discharge his quiver upon us that are weaponless;let them be arrows, but not to gall and stick us.

" "non hoc primum mea pectora vulnus Senserunt, graviora tuli" The commonwealth of Venice in their armoury have this inscription, "Happy is that city which in time of peace thinks of war," a fit motto for every man's private house; happy is the man that provides for a future assault.

He thus describes the land where this fabulous bird dwells: "Calm and fair this glorious field, flashes there the sunny grove; Happy is the holt of trees, never withers fruitage there.

One bright little girl remarked very gravely, "Happy are the blind, for they see no ghosts.

the more crimes his subjects commit, the richer is he made; the more abandoned the subject, the happier is the prince!

"Happy" is the meaning.

Happy is the bride.

Time itself seems to go at a much slower pace when we are young; so that not only is the first quarter of life the happiest, it is also the longest of all; it leaves more memories behind it.

Happy were those wild days in the great glen of Etive, and dear did the sons of Usnac grow to her heart, loved as brothers by her who never knew a brother, or the gentleness of a mother's watching, or the solace of dear kindred.

The happy and the miserable, the free and the captive, are equally my care!"

Propitious was the moment, and happy was the hour, When all that he had longed for had come into his power.

Happy is the groom.

Happy was the household that had such a mistress at its head!

Happy are the ladies at the hotel who have a perpetual volante at their service!

Happy are the shes that can number among their ancestors Counts of the Empire; they have neither occasion for beauty, money, or good conduct to get them husbands."

Happy were kings, could they disclose Their real friends and real foes!

* Happy is Lakedaimon, blessed is Thessaly: in both there reigneth a race sprung from one sire, from Herakles bravest in the fight.

But why Do I resolve to grieve, and not to dye? Happy had been the stroke thou gav'st, if home; By this time had I found a quiet room Where every slave is free, and every brest That living breeds new care, now lies at rest, And thither will poor Amoret.

This past, I threw the clothes quite o'er his head; And, stung with fear Of my own frailty, dropped down many a tear Upon his bed; Then sighing, whispered, Happy are the dead!

It was a love-idyll such as delighted the romantic heart of Paris; and congratulations and presents poured on the young couple; "the very beggars in the streets," we are told, "blessing them as they drove by." "Happy is the wooing that is not long a-doing," and Milan's wooing was as brief as it was blissful.

Of all the new system I believe the happiest is Offley; though in great humility he says he only takes the bedchamber to accommodate.

Aram seemed another man; and happy indeed was Madeline in the change.

"It would be happy for me to be in her home, Among her soft and downy couches, Should Credé deign to hear me; Happy for me would be my journey.

Happy is a word that belongs to children.

Happy be Sylla, if no foe to Rome.

55 Metaphors for  happy