"Even thus last night, and two nights more I lay, And could not win thee, Sleep, by any stealth: So do not let me wear to-night away. Without thee what is all the morning's wealth? Come, blessed barrier between day and day, Dear mother of fresh thoughts and joyous health!"
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"Two voices are there; one is of the sea, One of the mountains: each a mighty Voice."
"Faith is a passionate intuition."
"Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness."
"Look for the stars, you'll say that there are none; / Look up a second time, and, one by one, / You mark them twinkling out with silvery light, / And wonder how they could elude the sight!"
"But hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity."
"There is creation in the eye."
"Far from the world I walk, and from all care."
"A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of angelic light"
"... and we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars."
"Type of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home."
"Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence."
"Or shipwrecked, kindles on the coast False fires, that others may be lost."
"Give all thou canst; high Heaven rejects the lore of nicely-caluculated less or more."
"Laying out grounds... may be considered as a liberal art, in some sort like poetry and painting.... it is to assist Nature in moving the affections... the affections of those who have the deepest perception of the beauty of Nature."
"The softest breeze to fairest flowers gives birth: Think not that Prudence dwells in dark abodes, She scans the future with the eye of gods."
". . .this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 't is her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings."
"She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and oh The difference to me!"
"Up! up! my friend, and quit your books, Or surely you 'll grow double! Up! up! my friend, and clear your looks! Why all this toil and trouble?"
"Action is transitory, a step, a blow, The motion of a muscle, this way or that, 'Tis done--And in the after-vacancy, We wonder at ourselves, like men betrayed."