Louise Imogen Guiney Quotes

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The fears of what may come to pass,
I cast them all away,
Among the clover scented grass,
Among the new-mown hay.

Louise Imogen Guiney
Children are born optimists and we slowly educate them out of their heresy

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A short life in the saddle, Lord!
Not long life by the fire.

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North from the beautiful islands,
North from the headlands and highlands,
The long sea-wall,
The white ships flee with the swallow;
The day-beams follow and follow,
Glitter and fall.

Louise Imogen Guiney
Family traits, like murder, will out. Nature has but so many molds.

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Now that the wind is tamed and broken,
And day gleams over the lea,
Row, row, for the one you love
Was out on the raging sea:
Row, row, row,
Sturdy and brave o'er the treacherous wave,
Hope like a beacon before,
Row, sailor, row
Out to the sea from the shore!

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Life is legal tender, and individual character stamps its value. We are from a thousand mints, and all genuine. Despite our infinitely diverse appraisements, we make change for one another. So many ideals planted are worth the great gold of Socrates; so many impious laws broken are worth John Brown.

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For when by night the May wind blows
The lilac-blooms apart,
The memory of his first love
Is shaken on his heart.

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I am not in the least given to any violent interest in womankind, however, such as has addled the country's brains of late. Give me a manandwoman world: 'tis good enough!

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Over the ships that are anchored,
Over the fleets that part,
Over the cities dark by the shore,
High as a dream thou art!

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Open, Time, and let him pass
Shortly where his feet would be!

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O glorious tide, O hospitable tide
On whose moon-heaving breast my head hath lain.

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Idleness, simon-pure, from which all manner of good springs like seed from a fallow soil, is sure to be misnamed and misconstrued.

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For better than fortune's best
Is mastery in the using,
And sweeter than anything sweet
The art to lay it aside!

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For the hewn oak a century fair,
A wound in earth, an ache in air.

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Beyond the cheat of Time, here where you died, you live;
You pace the garden walk, secure and sensitive;
You linger on the stair: Love's lonely pulses leap!
The harpsichord is shaken, the dogs look up from sleep.

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Quotations (such as have point and lack triteness) from the great old authors are an act of reverence on the part of the quoter, and a blessing to a public grown superficial and external.

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He has done with roofs and men,
Open, Time, and let him pass.

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No pleasure or success in life quite meets the capacity of our hearts. We take in our good things with enthusiasm, and think ourselves happy and satisfied; but afterward, when the froth and foam have subsided, we discover that the goblet is not more than half-filled with the golden liquid that was poured into it.

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Life is a breathing-space between two eternities, a holiday with appalling realities behind and before.

Louise Imogen Guiney
A guest should be permitted to graze, as it were, in the pastures of his host's kindness, left even to his own devices, like a rational being, and handsomely neglected.

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