My race of glory run, and race of shame, And I shall shortly be with them that rest.
Loneliness is the first thing which God's eye named, not good
Methought I saw my late espousd saint Brought to me like Alcestis, from the grave.
A little onward lend thy guiding hand To these dark steps, a little further on.
Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide They hand in hand with wandering steps and slow Through Eden took their solitary way.
I argue not against heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot of heart or hope, but still bear up, and steer right onward
Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips and Cranks and wanton Wiles, Nods and Becks and wreathed Smiles
Heav'nly love shall outdoo Hellish hate
Thou O Spirit, that dost prefer Before all Temples th' upright heart and pure
Better to rule in Hell than to serve in Heaven
Storied of old in high immortal verse Of dire chimeras and enchanted isles, And rifted rocks whose entrance leads to Hell.
Jealousy is the injured lover's hell
Long is the way And hard, that out of Hell leads up to light
Wherefore with thee Came not all hell broke loose
Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.
Money brings honor, friends, conquest, and realms
O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon, Irrecoverably dark, total eclipse Without all hope of day
He who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things ought himself to be a true poem
He unobserved Home to his mother's house private returned.
Books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them to be as active as that soul was whose progeny they are nay they do preserve as in a vial the purest efficacy and extraction of that living intellect that bred them
The end of learning is to know God, and out of that knowledge to love Him and imitate Him
God is thy law, thou mine to know no more Is woman's happiest knowledge, and her praise.
The end of learning is to know God, and out of that knowledge to love Him and imitate Him.
Since first this subject for heroic song Pleased me long choosing, and beginning late.
Come and trip it as ye go, On the light fantastic toe