Bayard Taylor
Bayard Taylor
Bayard Taylorwas an American poet, literary critic, translator, travel author, and diplomat...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth11 January 1825
CityKennett Square, PA
CountryUnited States of America
color blue tree
Wrapped in his sad-colored cloak, the Day, like a Puritan, standeth Stern in the joyless fields, rebuking the lingering color,-- Dying hectic of leaves and the chilly blue of the asters,-- Hearing, perchance, the croak of a crow on the desolate tree-top.
prayer deeds virtuous
And rest, that strengthens unto virtuous deeds, Is one with Prayer.
half sin repentance
The knowledge of my sin Is half-repentance.
moon light wind
The clouds are scudding across the moon, A misty light is on the sea; The wind in the shrouds has a wintry tune, And the foam is flying free.
success
Life lives only in success.
success art desire
There may come a day Which crowns Desire with gift, and Art with truth, And Love with bliss, and Life with wiser youth!
tangible taste jewelry
Mock jewelry on a woman is tangible vulgarity.
wisdom wells streams
The stream from Wisdom's well, Which God supplies, is inexhaustible.
wisdom doors dying
The Prophet's words were true; The mouth of Ali is the golden door Of Wisdom." When his friends to Ali bore These words, he smiled and said: "And should they ask The same until my dying day, the task Were easy; for the stream from Wisdom's well, Which God supplies, is inexhaustible.
dank steam heavy
The hollows are heavy and dank With the steam of the Goldenrods.
future glory
The glories of the possible are ours.
beautiful flower scotland
Melrose is the finest remaining specimen of Gothic architecture in Scotland. Some of the sculptured flowers in the cloister arches are remarkably beautiful and delicate, and the two windows - the south and east oriels - are of a lightness and grace of execution really surprising.
ocean glee swelling
Swelling in anger or sparkling in glee.
running ocean space
We follow and race In shifting chase, Over the boundless ocean-space! Who hath beheld when the race begun? Who shall behold it run?