The rain set early in tonight,The sullen wind was soon awake,It tore the elm-tops down for spite,And did its best to vex the lake:I listened with heart fit to break.When glided in Porphyria; straightS...
Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.
What Youth deemed crystal, Age finds out was dew.
Best be yourself, imperial, plain, and true.
A face to lose youth for, to occupy age With the dream of, meet death with.
Love is energy of life.
God is the perfect poet.
A minute's success pays the failure of years.
Days decrease, / And autumn grows, autumn in everything.
Ah but a man's reach should exceed his grasp or what's a heaven for?
There is an inmost center in us all, where truth abides in fullness;....and, to know, rather consists in opening out a way where the imprisoned splendor may escape, then in effecting entry for a light...
What's a man's age? He must hurry more, that's all Cram in a day, what his youth took a year to hold.
Why stay we on earth except to grow?
Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.
When a man's busy leisure strikes him as a wonderful pleasure and at leisure once is he? Straightway he wants to be busy.
Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.
how sad and bad and mad it was - but then, how it was sweet
When pain ends gain ends too.
Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure.
Grow old with me! The best is yet to be The last of life for which the first was made: Our times are in his hands Who sayeth "a whole I plant Youth shows but half Trust God see all nor be afraid....