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A boy's will is the wind's will, and the thought's of youth are long, long thoughhts
At first laying down, as a fact fundamental, That nothing with God can be accidental.
What else remains for me? Youth, hope and love; To build a new life on a ruined life.
When Christ ascended Triumphantly from star to star He left the gates of Heaven ajar.
It takes less time to do a thing right, than it does to explain why you did it wrong.
All sense of hearing and of sight enfold in the serene delight and quietude of sleep.
As I gaze upon the sea! All the old romantic legends, all my dreams, come back to me.
And the bright faces of my young companions Are wrinkled like my own, or are no more.
The market-place, the eager love of gain, Whose aim is vanity, and whose end is pain!
The sea hath its pearls The heaven hath its stars But my heart, my heart Has its love.
The atmosphere breathes rest and comfort, and the many chambers seem full of welcomes.
The greatest grace of a gift, perhaps, is that it anticipates and admits of no return.
In character, in manner, in style, in all things, the supreme excellence is simplicity.
Not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.
If we love one another, nothing, in truth, can harm us, whatever mischances may happen.
The heart, like the mind, has a memory. And in it are kept the most precious keepsakes.
With useless endeavour Forever, forever, Is Sisyphus rolling His stone up the mountain!
The Wreck of the Hesperus But the father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he.
Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny.
As to the pure mind all things are pure, so to the poetic mind all things are poetical.
It has done me good to be somewhat parched by the heat and drenched by the rain of life.
Races, better than we, have leaned on her wavering promise, Having naught else but Hope.
Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions.
The happy should not insist too much upon their happiness in the presence of the unhappy.
The sunshine fails, the shadows grow more dreary, And I am near to fall, infirm and weary.
Three silences there are: the first of speech, the second of desire, the third of thought.
People of a lively imagination are generally curious, and always so when a little in love.
It is true, that it is not at all necessary to love many books, in order to love them much.
There's nothing fair nor beautiful, but takes Something from thee, that makes it beautiful.
He that respects himself is safe from others. He wears a coat of mail that none can pierce.
Like black hulks the shadows of the great trees ride at anchor on the billowy sea of grass.
There's nothing in this world so sweet as love. And next to love the sweetest thing is hate.
Glorious indeed is the world of God around us, but more glorious the world of God within us.
If you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody.
'Twas Easter-Sunday. The full-blossomed trees Filled all the air with fragrance and with joy.
If you once understand an author's character, the comprehension of his writings becomes easy.
The smoking flax before it burst to flame Was quenched by death, and broken the bruised reed.
Standing, with reluctant feet, Where the brook and river meet, Womanhood and childhood fleet!
To say the least, a town life makes one more tolerant and liberal in one's judgment of others.
The great tragedy of the average man is that he goes to his grave with his music still in him.
It is a beautiful trait in the lover's character, that they think no evil of the object loved.
Very hot and still the air was, Very smooth the gliding river, Motionless the sleeping shadows.
The setting of a great hope is like the setting of the sun. The brightness of our life is gone.
Some poems are like the Centaurs--a mingling of man and beast, and begotten of Ixion on a cloud.
The country is lyric, the town dramatic. When mingled, they make the most perfect musical drama.
Youth comes but once a life time. Perhaps, but it remains strong in many for their entire lives.
The grave itself is but a covered bridge, Leading from light to light, through a brief darkness!
Would you learn the secret of the sea? Only those who brave its dangers, comprehend its mystery!
Intelligence and courtesy not always are combined; Often in a wooden house a golden room we find.
O thou child of many prayers! Life hath quicksands, Life hath snares! Care and age come unawares!