Poet Quotes

With that malignant envy which turns pale, And sickens, even if a friend prevail.

Charles Churchill

When we are conscious of the least comparative merit in ourselves, we should take as much care to conceal the value we set upon it, as if it were a real defect; to be elated or vain upon it is showing your money before people in want.

Enthusiasm is achieved chiefly by means of provocations. In these cases, something inside of us resonates vibrantly with something outside. / The form of the provocation—be it book, music, sporting event, conversation—matters insofar as it might help to us find these sources of resonance.

Carson Cistulli

Love lives with Nature, not with lust. Go find her in the flowers.

Ha! see where the wild-blazing Grog-shop appears,
As the red waves of wretchedness swell;
How it burns on the edge of tempestuous years—
The horrible Light-house of Hell!

McDonald Clarke

Nature has given the opportunity of happiness to all, knew they but how to use it.

Be but faithful, that is all;
Go right on, and close behind thee
There shall follow still and find thee Help, sure help.

Arthur Hugh Clough

Ah, me! the Prison House of Pain! — what lessons there are bought! — Lessons of a sublimer strain Than any elsewhere taught.

Florence Earle Coates

In my sleep, which is the song of the tombs, I have just seen her again, as beautiful as in her youth.

Grief, I have cursed thee often — now at last
To hate thy name I am no longer free;
Caught in thy bony arms and prisoned fast,
I love no love but thee.

Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

Here's to the wind blowing against this lighted house and to the vast, windless spaces between the stars.

For when thy folding-star arising shows
His paly circlet, at his warning lamp
The fragrant hours, and elves
Who slept in buds the day,
And many a nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge
And sheds the fresh'ning dew, and lovelier still,
The pensive pleasures sweet
Prepare thy shadowy car.

William Collins

The doctor looked wise: — "A slow fever," he said: Prescribed sudorifics, — and going to bed. "Sudorifics in bed," exclaim'd Will, "are humbugs! I've enough of them there, without paying for drugs!"

George Colman the Younger

I do love thee as my lambs
Are belovėd of their dams

Henry Constable

There are so many kinds of awful men One can't avoid them all. She often said She'd never make the same mistake again: She always made a new mistake instead.

Whoso maintains that I am humbled now
(Who wait the Awful Day) is still a liar;
I hope to meet my Maker brow to brow
And find my own the higher.

Frances Cornford

Be kind to thy father, for when thou wert young,
Who loved thee so fondly as he?
He caught the first accents that fell from thy tongue,
And joined in thy innocent glee.

Margaret Courtney

It is a hard and nice subject for a man to speak of himself: it grates his own heart to say anything of disparagement, and the reader's ear to hear anything of praise from him.

True modesty is a discerning grace
And only blushes in the proper place;
But counterfeit is blind, and skulks through fear,
Where 'tis a shame to be asham'd t' appear:
Humility the parent of the first,
The last by vanity produc'd and nurs'd.

It has taken a great deal of energy, which has not been so difficult to summon as the necessary patience to wait, simply wait much of the time - until my instincts assured me that I had assembled my materials in proper order for a final welding into their natural form.

Oh I'm in love with the janitor's boy,
And the janitor's boy loves me;
He's going to hunt for a desert isle
In our geography.

These be
Three silent things:
The falling snow... the hour
Before the dawn... the mouth of one
Just dead.

Adelaide Crapsey

Hark! She is called, the parting hour is come. Take thy farewell, poor world! Heaven must go home....

Richard Crashaw

The splendor of Silence,—of snow-jeweled hills and of ice.

Ingram Crockett

Every incarnation that we remember must increase our comprehension of ourselves as who we are.

Aleister Crowley