Occupation: Poet Birth: May 7, 1812 Death: December 12, 1889
No work begun shall ever pause for death..
O world, as God has made it! All is beauty..
Be sure they sleep not whom God needs..
Oh, the little more, and how much it is! And the little less, and what worlds away..
A minute's success pays the failure of years..
Tis looking downward makes one dizzy..
Love is the energy of life..
Love is energy of life..
But facts are facts and flinch not..
Might she have loved me? just as well She might have hated, who can tell!.
'Tis an awkward thing to play with souls..
Shakespeare was of us, Milton was of us, Burns, Shelley, were with us. They watch from their graves!.
Fair or foul the lot apportioned life on earth, we bear alike..
For I say this is death and the sole death,- When a man's loss comes to him from his gain, Darkness from light, from knowledge ignorance, And lack of….
What so wild as words are?.
Death: the grand perhaps..
Graved inside of it, "Italy"..
Who knows most, doubts most..
Thought is the soul of act..
Best be yourself, imperial, plain, and true..
O never star Was lost; here We all aspire to heaven and there is heaven Above us. If I stoop Into a dark tremendous sea of cloud, It is but for a tim….