For as nightingales do upon glow-worms feed, So poets live upon the living light.
The death-change comes. Death is another life. We bow our heads At going out, we think, and enter straight Another golden chamber of the king's Larger than this we leave, and lovelier. And then in shadowy glimpses, disconnect, The story, flower-like, closes thus its leaves. The will of God is all in all. He makes, Destroys, remakes, for His own pleasure, all.
Sorrow is a stone that crushes a single bearer to the ground, while two are able to carry it with ease.
The hero is the world-man, in whose heart One passion stands for all, the most indulged.
It is fine to stand upon some lofty mountain thought, and feel the spirit stretch into a view.
Kindness is wisdom. There is none in life But needs it and may learn.
Surely the stars are images of love.
See the sun! God's crest upon His azure shield, the Heavens.
If all were rich, gold would be penniless.
We live not to ourselves, our work is life.
Words are the motes of thought, and nothing more.
The heart is its own Fate.
Nature means Necessity.
Hell is more bearable than nothingness.
I cannot be content with less than heaven; Living, and comprehensive of all life. Thee, universal heaven, celestial all; Thee, sacrjd seat of intellective time; Field of the soul 's best wisdom : home of truth , Star-throned.
The strongest passion which I have is honor.
What men call accident is God's own part.
I cannot be content with less than heaven.
Look on the bee upon the wing 'mong flowers; How brave, how bright his life! then mark, him hiv'd, Cramp'd, cringing in his self-built, social cell, Thus it is in the world-hive; most where men Lie deep in cities as in drifts.
Doubt is the shadow of truth.
I run the gauntlet of a file of doubts, Each one of which down hurls me to the ground.
Star canto: star speaks light, and world to world Repeats the passage of the universe To God; the name of Christ--the one great word Well worth all languages in earth or heaven.
When pride thaws, look for floods.
The truth is perilous never to the true, Nor knowledge to the wise; and to the fool, And to the false, error and truth alike, Error is worse than ignorance.
Men might be better if we better deemed of them.
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