Occupation: Poet Birth: September 11, 1762 Death: February 23, 1851
I have seen the day, when, if a man made himself ridiculous, the world would laugh at him. But now, everything that is mean, disgusting, and absurd, ….
It is so seldom that a young fellow has any inclination for the company of an old man. . ..
A willing heart adds feather to the heel..
If my heart were not light, I would die..
To struggle when hope is banished! To live when life's salt is gone! To dwell in a dream that's vanished! To endure, and go calmly on! The brave man ….
O lovely Sisters! is it true That they are all inspired by you, And write by inward magic charm'd, And high enthusiasm warm'd?.
A woman is seldom roused to great and courageous exertion but when something most dear to her is in immediate danger..
I wish I were with some of the wild people that run in the woods, and know nothing about accomplishments!.
This will be triumph! This will be happiness! Yea, that very thing, happiness, which I have been pursuing all my life, and have never yet overtaken..
Pampered vanity is a better thing perhaps than starved pride..
Time never bears such moments on his wing as when he flies too swiftly to be marked..
He that will not give some portion of his ease, his blood, his wealth, for other's good, is a poor, frozen churl..
Busy work brings after ease; Ease brings sport and sport brings rest; For young and old, of all degrees, The mingled lot is best..
O mysterious Night! thou art not silent; many tongues halt thou..
The strength of man sinks in the hour of trial; but there doth live a Power that to the battle girdeth the weak..
Half-uttered praise is to the curious mind, as to the eye half-veiled beauty is, more precious than the whole..
Still on it creeps, Each little moment at another's heels, Till hours, days, years, and ages are made up Of such small parts as these, and men look b….
She who only finds her self-esteem In others' admiration, begs an alms; Depends on others for her daily food, And is the very servant of her slaves; ….
But woman's grief is like a summer storm, Short as it violent is..
Oh swiftly glides the bonnie boat, Just parted from the shore, And to the fisher's chorus-note Soft moves the dipping oar..
Heaven often smites in mercy, even when the blow is severest..