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"Every poet hopes that after-times Shall set some value on his votive lay."
"Too innocent for coquetry, too fond for idle scorning— Oh friend, I fear the lightest heart makes sometimes heaviest mourning."
"O Twilight! Spirit that dost render birth To dim enchantments; melting heaven with earth, Leaving on craggy hills and running streams A softness like the atmosphere of dreams."
"Religion, in its most general view, is such a Sense of God in the soul, and such a conviction of our obligations to him, and of our dependence upon him, as shall engage us to make it our great care to conduct ourselves in a manner which we have reason to believe will be pleasing to him."
"I am listening for the voices Which I heard in days of old."
"We have been friends together In sunshine and in shade. Since first beneath the chestnut-tree In fancy we played But coldness dwells within thine heart A cloud is on thy brow. We have been friends together,— Shall a light word part us now?"
"Love not! love not! ye hopeless sons of clay; Hope’s gayest wreaths are made of earthly flowers— Things that are made to fade and fall away, Ere they have blossomed for a few short hours."
"I found [Davenant] of so quick a Fancy that nothing was propos'd to him, on which he could not suddenly produce a thought extremely pleasant and surprizing: and those first thoughts of his, contrary to the old Latine Proverb, were not always the least happy. And as his fancy was quick, so likewise were the products of it remote and new. He borrowed not of any other; and his imaginations were such as could not easily enter into any other Man."
"Charles II, still in exile, embittered by what he regarded as acts of treachery by Lord Baltimore, deposed him and appointed instead Sir William Davenant as royal governor, for Baltimore "did visibly adhere to the rebels in England, and admit all kinds of sectaries and schismatics and ill-affected persons into the plantation." Davenant sailed from France to try to seize Maryland but was himself captured by the English."
"A soldier of the Legion lay dying in Algiers; There was lack of woman’s nursing, there was dearth of woman’s tears."
"Dear Saviour! we are Thine, By everlasting bands; Our hearts, our souls, we would resign Entirely to Thy hands."
"This is the most riotous satire on legal procedure that has ever been written."
"The best book yet published about life in the trenches."
"The assembled souls of all that men held wise."
"This story of a valiant heart tested to destruction took rank when it was first published a few months after the Armistice, as one of the most moving of the novels produced by the war. It was at that time a little swept aside by the revulsion of the public mind from anything to do with the awful period just ended. But on rereading it nine years later it seems to hold its place, and indeed a permanent place, in war literature. It was one of those cries of pain wrung from the fighting troops by the prolonged and measureless torment through which they passed; and like the poems of Siegfried Sassoon should be read in each generation, so that men and women may rest under no illusion about what war means."
"Mr. Herbert's is one of the most interesting and moving English war books."
"Since knowledge is but sorrow's spy, It is not safe to know."
"It [The Secret Battle] is one of the most moving books I have ever read."
"The whole Constitution has been erected upon the assumption that the King not only is capable of doing wrong but is more likely to do wrong than other men if he is given the chance."
"For angling-rod he took a sturdy oake; For line, a cable that in storm ne'er broke; His hooke was such as heads the end of pole To pluck down house ere fire consumes it whole; The hook was baited with a dragon's tale,— And then on rock he stood to bob for whale."
"His goodness stands approved, Unchanged from day to day; I'll drop my burden at His feet, And bear a song away."
"People must not do things for fun. We are not here for fun. There is no reference to fun in any Act of Parliament."
"It cannot be too clearly understood that this is not a free country, and it will be an evil day for the legal profession when it is."
"A highbrow is the kind of person who looks at a sausage and thinks of Picasso."
"The portions of a woman which appeal to man's depravity Are constructed with considerable care."
"Citizens who take it upon themselves to do unusual actions which attract the attention of the police should be careful to bring these actions into one of the recognized categories of crimes and offences, for it is intolerable that the police should be put to the pains of inventing reasons for finding them undesirable."
"There's alcohol in plant and tree. It must be Nature's plan That there should be in fair degree Some alcohol in Man."
"It is like the thirteenth stroke of a crazy clock, which not only is itself discredited but casts a shade of doubt over all previous assertions."
"A man who has made up his mind on a given subject twenty-five years ago and continues to hold his political opinions after he has been proved to be wrong is a man of principle; while he who from time to time adapts his opinions to the changing circumstances of life is an opportunist."
"Bus driver, bus driver, the sirens have gone, The bombs may come down, but the buses go on; Bus driver, I know you won't think me a snobIf I whisper: "Bus driver, I don't want your job"."
"How proud upon your quarterdeck you stand, Conductor, Captain of the mighty bus! Like some Columbus you survey the Strand,A calm newcomer in a sea of fuss."
"The laws were very comical; to bet was voted lax, But your betting was the only thing that nobody could tax."
"As my poor father used to say In 1863, Once people start on all this Art Goodbye, moralitee! And what my father used to say Is good enough for me."
"Let's stop somebody from doing something! Everybody does too much."
"Nobody's wrong but England – and England's always wrong, Too late – or else too early – too soft – or else too strong. And when for once the wide world begins to praise her name Her own sons crowd and hurry to shout her back to shame."
"Don't let's go to the dogs tonight, For mother will be there."
"Whenas in perfume Julia went, Then, then, how sweet was the intent Of that inexorable scent."
"The Farmer will never be happy again; He carries his heart in his boots; For either the rain is destroying his grain Or the drought is destroying his roots."
"The critical period in matrimony is breakfast-time."
"For I must write to The Times tonight, and save the world from sin."
"The race is run - the winner wears the laurels, But you and I not empty go away; For we have seen the least unkind of quarrels; The young men glowing in the friendly way. Let us be glad - but not because of winning, Let us go home, to family today. God make our Games a glorious beginning, And hand in hand, together guide us on our way."
"Methought, her long small legs and thighs I with my tendrils did surprise; Her belly, buttocks, and her waist By my soft nerv'lets were embrac'd."
"But when I crept with leaves to hide Those parts, which maids keep unespy'd, Such fleeting pleasures there I took, That with the fancy I awoke; And found, ah me! this flesh of mine More like a stock than like a vine."
"I dreamt this mortal part of mine Was metamorphos'd to a vine."
"There is a lady sweet and kind, Was never face so pleased my mind; I did but see her passing by, And yet I love her till I die."
"Hell is no other but a soundless pit, Where no one beam of comfort peeps in it."
"In that whiter island, where Things are evermore sincere; Candour here, and lustre there Delighting."
"Fresh with all airs of woodland brooks And scents of showers, Take to your haunt of holy books This saint of flowers."
"To work a wonder, God would have her shown At once a bud and yet a rose full-blown."
"A little buttery, and therein A little bin Which keeps my little loaf of bread Unclipt, unflead. Some brittle sticks of thorn or briar Make me a fire, Close by whose living coal I sit, And glow like it."