George Meredith
George Meredith
George Meredith, OMwas an English novelist and poet of the Victorian era...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth12 February 1828
marriage jilted heiress
Heiresses are never jilted.
stars sunset night
Lovely are the curves of the white owl sweeping Wavy in the dusk lit by one large star. Lone on the fir-branch, his rattle-note unvaried, Brooding o'er the gloom, spins the brown eve-jar.
flower broken necks
Lowly, with a broken neck, The crocus lays her cheek to mire.
pleasure endure observation
Observation is the most enduring of the pleasures of life.
stars tired dark
On a starred night Prince Lucifer uprose, Tired of his dark dominion swung the fiend . . . He reached a middle height, and at the stars, Which are the brain of heaven, he looked, and sank. Around the ancient track marched, rank on rank, The army of unalterable law.
intellectual cynicism dandyism
Cynicism is intellectual dandyism.
men forgiving fool
A woman who is not quite a fool will forgive your being but a man, if you are surely that. . .
poet brutes
As we to the brutes, poets are to us.
blessing good-woman
God's rarest blessing is, after all, a good woman!
country fighting men
The man or country that fights priestcraft and priests is to my mind striking deeper for freedom than can be struck anywhere.
curiosity trying gold
See ye not, Courtesy is the true Alchemy, turning to gold all it touches and tries?
cheerful life-is
My religion of life is always to be cheerful.
eye light eagles
Days, when the ball of our vision Had eagles that flew unabashed to sun; When the graps on the bow was decision, And arrow and hand and eye were one; When the Pleasures, like waves to a swimmer, Came heaving for rapture ahead! - Invoke them, they dwindle, they glimmer As lights over mounds of the dead.
love winning conquer
She whom I love is hard to catch and conquer, Hard, but O the glory of the winning were she won!