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Gerald Massey Quotes

1828–1907 England

Gerald Massey (May 29, 1828 – October 29, 1907) was an English self-taught Egyptologist and poet.

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Also known as: Massey, Gerald

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The time shall come
When man to man shall be a friend and brother.

One sharp stern struggle and the slaves of centuries are free.

The kingliest kings are crowned with thorn.

They must find it hard to take Truth for authority who have so long mistaken Authority for Truth.

This world is full of beauty, as other worlds above,
And if we did our duty, it might be as full of love.

This World; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922)

There's no dearth of kindness
In this world of ours;
Only in our blindness
We gather thorns for flowers.

Our dearest hopes in pangs are born,
The kingliest Kings are crown'd with thorn.

And thou hast stolen a jewel, Death!
Shall light thy dark up like a Star.
A Beacon kindling from afar
Our light of love and fainting faith.

In this dim world of clouding cares,
We rarely know, till wildered eyes
See white wings lessening up the skies,
The angels with us unawares.

Set is the sun of my years;
And over a few poor ashes,
I sit in my darkness and tears.

A sweet, new blossom of Humanity,
Fresh fallen from God's own home to flower on earth.

And my heart rocked its babe of bliss,
And soothed its child of air,
With something 'twixt a song and kiss,
To keep it nestling there.

She thought our good-night kiss was given,
And like a lily her life did close;
Angels uncurtain'd that repose,
And the next waking dawn'd in heaven.

Not by appointment do we meet delight
Or joy; they heed not our expectancy;
But round some corner of the streets of life
They of a sudden greet us with a smile.

Of such as he was, there be few on earth;
Of such as he is, there are few in Heaven:
And life is all the sweeter that he lived,
And all he loved more sacred for his sake:
And Death is all the brighter that he died,
And Heaven is all the happier that he's there.

Day unto day her dainty hands
Make Life's soiled temples clean,
And there's a wake of glory where
Her spirit pure hath been.
At midnight, thro' that shadow-land,
Her living face doth gleam;
The dying kiss her shadow, and
The Dead smile in their dream.

You scarce could think so small a thing
Could leave a loss so large;
Her little light such shadow fling
From dawn to sunset's marge.
In other springs our life may be
In bannered bloom unfurled,
But never, never match our wee
White Rose of all the world.

Cling closer, closer, life to life,
Cling closer, heart to heart;
The time will come, my own wed Wife,
When you and I must part!
Let nothing break our band but Death,
For in the world above
'Tis the breaker Death that soldereth
Our ring of Wedded Love.

Attribution

Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: Gerald Massey (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.