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Darkness of slumber and death, forever sinking and sinking.
Topic: Darkness
Source: Evangeline (pt. II, V, l. 108)
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Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
and things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art; to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
Topic: Death / Immortality
Source: None
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It is Lucifer,
The son of mystery;
And since God suffers him to be,
He, too, is God's minister,
And labors for some good
By us not understood.
Topic: Devil
Source: Christus--The Golden Legend (epilogue, last stanza)
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Tell your master that if there were as many devils at Worms as
tiles on its roofs, I would enter.
Topic: Devil
Source: Christus--The Golden Legend (epilogue, last stanza)
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Every dew-drop and rain-drop had a whole heaven within it.
Topic: Dew
Source: Hyperion (bk. III, ch. VII)
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Into each life some rain must fall, some days be dark and dreary.
Topic: Difficulties
Source: None
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One half the world must sweat and groan that the other half may dream.
Topic: Dreams
Source: None
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'Twas Easter-Sunday. The full-blossomed trees
Filled all the air with fragrance and with joy.
Topic: Easter
Source: Spanish Student (act I, sc. 3)
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Your supper is like the Hidalgo's dinner; very little meat, and a
great deal of tablecloth.
Topic: Eating
Source: Spanish Student (act I, sc. 4)
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Multitudinous echoes awoke and died in the distance.
. . . .
And, when the echoes had ceased, like a sense of pain was the
silence.
Topic: Echo
Source: Evangeline (pt. II, l. 56)
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None but yourself who are your greatest foe.
Topic: Enemies
Source: Michael Angelo (pt. II, 3)
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In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but
the silence of our friends.
Topic: Enemies
Source: Michael Angelo (pt. II, 3)
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Sometimes we may learn more from a man's errors, than from his virtues.
Topic: Error
Source: None
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It takes less time to do a thing right than it does to explain why you did it wrong.
Topic: Error
Source: None
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Sometimes we may learn more from a man's error than from his
virtues.
Topic: Errors
Source: Hyperion (bk. IV, ch. III)
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Day, like a weary pilgrim, had reached the western gate of
heaven, and Evening stooped down to unloose the latchets of his
sandal shoon.
Topic: Evening
Source: Hyperion (bk. IV, ch. V)
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Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave us behind
Footprints on the sands of time.
Topic: Example
Source: A Psalm of Life
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What else remains for me?
Youth, hope and love;
To build a new life on a ruined life.
Topic: Expectation
Source: Masque of Pandora--In the Garden (pt. VIII)
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Since yesterday I have been in Alcala.
Erelong the time will come, sweet Preciosa,
When that dull distance shall no more divide us;
And I no more shall scale thy wall by night
To steal a kiss from thee, as I do now.
Topic: Expectation
Source: Spanish Student (act I, sc. 3)
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A face that had a story to tell. How different faces are in this
particular! Some of them speak not. They are books in which not
a line is written, save perhaps a date.
Topic: Faces
Source: Hyperion (bk. I, ch. IV)
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These faces in the mirrors
Are but the shadows and phantoms of myself.
Topic: Faces
Source: Masque of Pandora (pt. II, The House of Epimetheus, l. 72)
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The light upon her face
Shines from the windows of another world.
Saints only have such faces.
Topic: Faces
Source: Michael Angelo (pt. II, 6)
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Lives of great men all remind us we can make our lives sublime. And, departing, leave behind us footprints on the sands of time.
Topic: Fame
Source: None
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For there are moments in life, when the heart is so full of
emotion,
That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble,
Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret,
Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together.
Topic: Feeling
Source: Courtship of Miles Standish (pt. VI, Priscilla, l. 12)
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Feeling is deep and still; and the word that floats on the
surface
Is as the tossing buoy, that betrays where the anchor is hidden.
Topic: Feeling
Source: Evangeline (pt. II, sc. 2, l. 212)
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Feet that run on willing errands!
Topic: Feet
Source: Hiawatha (pt. X, Hiawatha's Wooing, l. 33)
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And the fireflies, Wah-wah-taysee,
Waved their torches to mislead him.
Topic: Fireflies
Source: Hiawatha
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The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy.
Topic: Firmness
Source: None
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For 'tis sweet to stammer one letter
Of the Eternal's language;--on earth it is called Forgiveness!
Topic: Forgiveness
Source: The Children of the Lord's Supper (l. 214)
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Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend.
Topic: Friendship
Source: None
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Look not mournfully into the Past; it comes not back again.
Wisely improve the Present; it is thine.
Go forth to meet the shadowy Future without fear and with a manly
heart.
Topic: Future
Source: Hyperion
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Trust no future, howe'er pleasant!
Let the dead past bury its dead!
Act,--act in the living Present!
Heart within and God o'erhead.
Topic: Future
Source: A Psalm of Life
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The glory of Him who
Hung His masonry pendant on naught, when the world He created.
Topic: Glory
Source: The Children of the Lord's Supper (l. 177)
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He spake well who said that graves are the footprints of angels.
Topic: Grave
Source: None
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Great men stand like solitary towers in the city of God.
Topic: Greatness
Source: Kavanagh (ch. I)
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Oh, well has it been said, that there is no grief like the grief
which does not speak!
Topic: Grief
Source: Hyperion (bk. II, ch. II)
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Well has it been said that there is no grief like the grief which does not speak.
Topic: Grief
Source: None
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There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.
Topic: Grief
Source: None
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Nor deem the irrevocable Past,
As wholly wasted, wholly vain,
If, rising on its wrecks, at last
To something nobler we attain.
Topic: Growth
Source: Ladder of St. Augustine
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Our pleasures and our discontents,
Are rounds by which we may ascend.
Topic: Growth
Source: Ladder of St. Augustine (st. 2)
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The holiest of all holidays are those Kept by ourselves in silence and apart, The secret anniversaries of the heart... -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
Topic: Heart-quotes
Source: None
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Well has it been said that there is no grief like the grief which does not speak.
Topic: Heartbreak
Source: None
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The holiest of all holidays are those
Kept by ourselves in silence and apart;
The secret anniversaries of the heart,
When the full river of feeling overflows;--
The happy days unclouded to their close;
The sudden joys that our of darkness start
As flames from ashes; swift desires that dart
Like swallows singing down each wind that blows!
Topic: Holidays
Source: Holidays (l. 1)
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Hospitality sitting with gladness.
Topic: Hospitality
Source: Translation from Frithiof's Saga
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Every human heart is human.
Topic: Humanity
Source: Hiawatha (introduction, l. 91)
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So when a great man dies,
For years beyond our ken,
The light he leaves behind him lies
Upon the paths of men.
Topic: Influence
Source: Charles Sumner (st. 9)
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The atmosphere
Breathes rest and comfort and the many chambers
Seem full of welcomes.
Topic: Inns
Source: Masque of Pandora (pt. V, l. 33)
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A region of repose it seems,
A place of slumber and of dreams.
Topic: Inns
Source: Tales of a Wayside Inn (pt. I, prelude, l. 18)
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Glorious indeed is the world of God around us, but more glorious
the world of God within us. There lies the Land of Song; there
lies the poet's native land.
Topic: Intellect
Source: Hyperion (bk. I, ch. VIII)
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Touch the goblet no more!
It will make thy heart sore
To its very core!
Topic: Intemperance
Source: Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. I)
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