Occupation: Poet Birth: April 22, 1816 Death: September 6, 1902
Could I love less, I should be happier now..
Music lives within thy lips Like a nightingale in roses..
And these are joys, like beauty, but skin deep..
Joys Are bubble-like--what makes them bursts them too..
Love is the art of hearts, and heart or arts..
Dreams are rudiments Of the great state to come. We dream what is About to happen..
Write to the mind and heart, and let the ear Glean after what it can..
Respect is what we owe; love, what we give..
Nature means Necessity..
Not a single path Of thought I tread, but that it leads to God..
See the sun! God's crest upon His azure shield, the Heavens..
Ask not of me, love, what is love? Ask what is good of God above; Ask of the great sun what is light; Ask what is darkness of the night; Ask sin ….
The worst men often give the best advice. Our deeds are sometimes better than our thoughts..
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 Large….
He is a fool who is not for love and beauty. I speak unto the young, for I am of them and always shall be..
Dewdrops, Nature's tears, which she Sheds in her own breast for the fair which die. The sun insists on gladness; but at night, When he is gone, poor ….
England! my country, great and free! Heart of the world, I leap to thee!.
I cannot be content with less than heaven..
Where doubt there truth is - 'tis her shadow..
I run the gauntlet of a file of doubts, Each one of which down hurls me to the ground..
Death is the universal salt of states; Blood is the base of all things--law and war..