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True love is humble, thereby is it known;
Girded for service, seeking not its own;
Vaunts not itself, but speaks in self-dispraise.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
The grave, where sets the orb of being, sets
To rise, ascend, and culminate above
Eternity’s horizon evermore.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
The rain-drops’ showery dance and rhythmic beat,
With tinkling of innumerable feet.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
The winds of winter wailing through the woods;
The mighty laughter of the vernal floods.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
Poetry is unfallen speech. Paradise knew no other, for no other would suffice to answer the need of those ecstatic days of innocence.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
Within a bony, labyrinthean cave,
Reached by the pulse of the aërial wave,
This sibyl, sweet, and mystic sense is found,
Muse, that presides o’er all the powers of sound.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
To legislate each duty, were to count
Drops of a stream that issue from one fount.
God gives, since all effects are in their cause,
For narrow prescripts universal laws.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
I value science—none can prize it more,
It gives ten thousand motives to adore:
Be it religious, as it ought to be,
The heart it humbles, and it bows the knee.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
So many great nobles, things, administrations,
So many high chieftains, so many brave nations,
So many proud princes, and powers so splendid,
In a moment, a twinkling, all utterly ended.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
When Conscience wakens who can with her strive?
Terrors and troubles from a sick soul drive?
Naught so unpitying as the ire of sin,
The inappeas’ble Nemesis within.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
The power to bind and loose to Truth is given:
The mouth that speaks it is the mouth of Heaven.
The power, which in a sense belongs to none,
Thus understood belongs to every one.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
Much of our ignorance is of ourselves. Our eyes are full of dust. Prejudice blinds us.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
O loving woman, man’s fulfillment, sweet,
Completing him not otherwise complete!
How void and useless the sad remnant left
Were he of her, his nobler part, bereft.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
Words are freeborn, and not the vassals of the gruff tryants of prose to do their bidding only. They have the same right to dance and sing as the dewdrops have to sparkle and the stars to shine.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
Eternity! How know we but we stand
On the precipitous and crumbling verge
Of Time e’en now, Eternity below?
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
Contending Passions jostle and displace
And tilt and tourney mostly in the Face;
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Unmatched by Art, upon this wondrous scroll
Portrayed are all the secrets of the soul.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
Let us not doubt that God has a father’s pity towards us, and that in the removal of that which is dearest to us He is still loving and kind. Death separates, but it also unites. It reunites whom it separates.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
Fling out, fling out, with cheer and shout,
To all the winds Our Country’s Banner!
Be every bar, and every star,
Displayed in full and glorious manner!
Blow, zephyrs, blow, keep the dear ensign flying!
Blow, zephyrs, sweetly mournful, sighing, sighing, sighing!
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
On eyes that watch as well as eyes that weep
Descends the solemn mystery of sleep,
Toiling and climbing to the very close,
The weary Body, longing for repose,
On the gained level of the day’s ascent,
Halts for the night and pitches there its tent.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)
’Twas not the fading charms of face
That riveted Love’s golden chain;
It was the high celestial grace
Of goodness that doth never wane—
Whose are the sweets that never pall,
Delicious, pure, and crowning all.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations (1917)