Occupation: Poet Birth: December 13, 1797 Death: February 17, 1856
I have smelt all the aromas there are in the fragrant kitchen they call Earth; and what we can enjoy in this life, I surely have enjoyed just like a ….
Sweet May hath come to love us, Flowers, trees, their blossoms don; And through the blue heavens above us The very clouds move on..
In blissful dream, in silent night, There came to me, with magic might, With magic might, my own sweet love, Into my little room above..
Phychical pain is more easily borne than physical; and if I had my choice between a bad conscience and a bad tooth, I should choose the former..
But oh! the Latin!-Madame, you can really have no idea of what a mess it is. The Romans would never have found time to conquer the world if they had ….
In politics, as in life, we must above all things wish only for the attainable..
There is only one writer in whom I find something that reminds me of the directness of style which is found in the Bible. It is Shakespeare..
The fundamental evil of the world arose from the fact that the good Lord has not created money enough..
Lo, sleep is good, better is death--in sooth The best of all were never to be born..
Every woman is the gift of a world to me..
The cloudlets are lazily sailing O'er the blue Atlantic sea; And mid the twilight there hovers A shadowy figure o'er me..
We know only that our entire existence is forced into new paths and disrupted, that new circumstances, new joys and new sorrows await us, and that th….
Laughter is wholesome. God is not so dull as some people make out. Did not He make the kitten to chase its tail..
The eyes of spring, so azure, Are peeping from the ground; They are the darling violets, That I in nosegays bound..
With the rose the butterfly's deep in love, A thousand times hovering round; But round himself, all tender like gold, The sun's sweet ray is hover….
It is an ancient story Yet is it ever new..
The propaganda of communism possesses a language which every people can understand. Its elements are simply hunger, envy, death..
The butterfly long loved the beautiful rose, And flirted around all day; While round him in turn with her golden caress, Soft fluttered the ….
Christ rode on an ass, but now asses ride on Christ..
You cannot feed the hungry on statistics..
But a day must come when the fire of youth will be quenched in my veins, when winter will dwell in my heart, when his snow flakes will whiten my lock….