Occupation: Poet Birth: April 22, 1816 Death: September 6, 1902
Mind and night will meet, though in silence, like forbidden lovers..
The strongest passion which I have is honor..
I cannot love as I have loved, And yet I know not why; It is the one great woe of life To feel all feeling die..
He who has most of heart knows most of sorrow..
Hell is the wrath of God--His hate of sin..
Sorrow is a stone that crushes a single bearer to the ground, while two are able to carry it with ease..
The value of a thought cannot be told..
Naught but God Can satisfy the soul..
Doubt is the shadow of truth..
All things that speak of heaven speak of peace..
Lips like rosebuds peeping out of snow..
Poets are all who love, who feel great truths, And tell them; and the truth of truths is love..
When pride thaws, look for floods..
Envy's a coal comes hissing hot from Hell..
None but God can fill the perfect whole..
Love spends his all, and still hath store..
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 ign….
Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow..
How slight a chance may raise or sink a soul!.
Tis light translateth night; 'tis inspiration Expounds experience; 'tis the west explains The east; 'tis time unfolds Eternity..
The hero is the world-man, in whose heart One passion stands for all, the most indulged..