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The lotos bowed above the tide and dreamed.
Old Song and New (1870)
White as the blossoms which the almond-tree,
Above its bald and leafless branches bears.
Old Song and New (1870)
Gracious as sunshine, sweet as dew
Shut in a lily's golden core.
Pain is no longer pain when it is past.
Old Song and New (1870)
With guilt's defilement stained without, within,
How can I hope Thy cleansing grace to win?
—Because Thou saidst, "I have forgiven thy sin."
[T]he pure memories given
To help our joy on earth, when earth is past,
Shall help our joy in heaven!
Whoso lives the holiest life
Is fittest far to die.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations, Prose and Poetical (1917)
In the vale beneath the hill
The evening’s growing purple strengthens.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations, Prose and Poetical (1917)
O Nature, gracious mother of us all,
Within thy bosom myriad secrets lie
Which thou surrenderest to the patient eye
That seeks and waits.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations, Prose and Poetical (1917)
Her smile was prodigal of summery shine,—
Gaily persistent,—like a morn in June
That laughs away the clouds, and up and down
Goes making merry with the ripening grain,
That slowly ripples,—its bent head drooped down,
With golden secret of the sheathèd seed.
Attributed Forty Thousand Quotations, Prose and Poetical (1917)