Occupation: Poet Birth: September 25, 1793 Death: May 16, 1835
A passion for flowers, is, I think, the only one which long sickness leaves untouched with its chilling influence..
Oh! lovely voices of the sky Which hymned the Saviour's birth, Are ye not singing still on high, Ye that sang, "Peace on earth"?.
We pine for kindred natures To mingle with our own..
There is in all this cold and hollow world, No fount of deep, strong,deathless love ;save that within a mother's heart.
What sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine, The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? They sought a faith's pure shrine..
life's best balm - Forgetfulness!.
Is it where the flow'r of the orange blows, And the fireflies dance thro' the myrtle boughs?.
Gird your hearts with silent fortitude, Suffering, yet hoping all things..
Alas! for love, if thou art all, And nought beyond, O earth..
The opening and the folding flowers, that laugh to the summer's day..
Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death!.
Oh, call my brother back to me!I cannot play alone:The summer comes with flower and bee,-Where is my brother gone?.
There’s beauty all around our paths, If but our watchful eyes Can trace it ’midst familiar things, And through their lowly guise..
Passing away" is written on the world and all the world contains..
Come, I come! ye have called me long, I come o'er the mountain with light and song: Ye may trace my step o'er the wakening earth, By the winds whi….
The stately Homes of England,How beautiful they stand!Amidst their tall ancestral trees,O'er all the pleasant land..
I had a hat. It was not all a hat,-Part of the brim was gone:Yet still I wore it on..
There is strength deep bedded in our hearts, of which we reck but little till the shafts of heaven have pierced its fragile dwelling. Must not earth ….
Christ hath arisen! O mountain peaks, attest- Witness, resounding glen and torrent wave! The immortal courage in the human breast Spru….
Though the past haunt me as a spirit, I do not ask to forget..
Ay, call it holy ground, The soil where first they trod, They have left unstained, what there they found,- Freedom to worship God..