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How much
I loved the painter's glorious art, which forms
A world like, but more beautiful than this;
Just catching nature in her happiest mood!
The Golden Violet (1827)
Ill-timed admiration is enough to enrage a saint.
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
Yet, wake again, I pray thee, wake;
My soul yet lives upon the chords —
My heart must breathe its wrongs, or break :
Yet can it find relief in words !
She is but the type of all,
Mortal or celestial,
Who allow the heart,
In its passion and its power,
On some dark and fated hour,
To assert its part.
No one can say farewell with indifference.
Oh, all
Know love is woman's happiness.
The Improvisatrice (1824)
THE present! it is but a drop from the sea
In the mighty depths of eternity.
I love it not—it taketh its birth
Too near to the dull and the common earth.
The Vow of the Peacock (1835)
Affection exaggerates its own offences.
Romance and Reality (1831)
No one dies but some one is glad of it.
Only by looking up, can we see heaven.
Ethel Churchill (1837)
All sweeping assertions are erroneous.
Romance and Reality (1831)
Once the buds of the pomegranate
Paled beside her cheek's warm dye,
Now 'tis like the last sad planet
Waning in the morning sky —
She has wept away its red.
Then out on the folly of ancient times—
The folly which wished you mirth :
Look round on the anguish, look round on the vice,
Then dare to be glad upon earth !
Strength, power, and majesty, belong to man ;
They make the glory native to his life ;
But sweetness is a woman's attribute —
By that she has reigned, and by that will reign.
English people ... never speak, excepting in cases of fire or murder, unless they are introduced.
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
Praise — actual personal praise— oftener frets and embarrasses than it encourages. It is too small when too near.
Beautiful language! Love's peculiar, own,
But only to the spring and summer known.
The Troubadour (1825)
Beautiful and radiant May,
Is not this thy festal day ?
Is not this spring revelry
Held in honour, Queen, of thee ?
There is truth and certainty in our first impressions. First impressions are natural monitors, and nature is a true guide.
What need hath she
Of shrine to her divinity?
Each fair face is her visible shrine;
She hath been, she will be divine.
The Golden Violet (1827)