Can I see another's woe, and not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, and not seek for kind relief?
To the eyes of a miser a guinea is more beautiful than the sun, and a bag worn with the use of money has more beautiful proportions than a vine filled with grapes.
Active Evil is better than Passive Good.
Exuberance is beauty.
It is right it should be so;Man was made for joy and woe;And when this we rightly know,Thro' the world we safely go.Joy and woe are woven fine,A clothing for the soul divine.Under every grief and pine...
I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen: A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this Chapel were shut, And 'Thou shalt not' writ over...
I am made to sow the thistle for wheat; the nettle for a nourishing daintyI have planted a false oath in the earth, it has brought forth a poison treeI have chosen the serpent for a councellor & the d...
How sweet I roam'd from field to field, And tasted all the summer's pride,'Till I the prince of love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide!He shew'd me lilies for my hair, And blushing roses for my...
Can I see anothers woe,And not be in sorrow too.Can I see anothers grief,And not seek for kind relief.-
But to go to school in a summer morn,O! It drives all joy away;Under a cruel eye outworn,
Everything that lives lives not alone nor for itself.
Vision is the end of religion.
The stars are threshed, and the souls are threshed from their husks.
There is a Moment in each Day that Satan cannot find
The man who never in his mind and thoughts travel'd to heaven is no artist.
Want of money and the distress of a thief can never be alleged as the cause of his thieving, for many honest people endure greater hardships with fortitude. We must therefore seek the cause elsewhere...
The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity... and some scarce see nature at all. But to th...
WHEN the voices of children are heard on the green, And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast, And everything else is still. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone...
To see a World in a Grain of SandAnd a Heaven in a Wild Flower,Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour.A Robin Redbreast in a CagePuts all Heaven in a Rage.A dove house fill’d w...
Time is the mercy of Eternity; without Time's swiftness/ Which is the swiftest of all things: all were eternal torment.