Lord of
Lord of
grief heart sleep
Whate'er thy joys, they vanish with the day: Whate'er thy griefs, in sleep they fade away, To sleep! to sleep! Sleep, mournful heart, and let the past be past: Sleep, happy soul, all life will sleep at last.
moving good-luck shoes
And wheresoe'er thou move, good luck Shall fling her old shoe after.
rain men rivers
Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
winning perfect may
Courtesy wins woman all as well. As valor may, but he that closes both is perfect.
nature mind noble
Manners are not idle, but the fruit of loyal and of noble mind.
friendship no-friends made
He makes no friend who never made a foe.
time age heirs
I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.
flower wells seasons
Ah! well away! Seasons flower and fade.
new-year years old-year
I stood on a tower in the wet, And New Year and Old Year met, And winds were roaring and blowing: And I said, "O years, that meet in tears, Have ye aught that is worth the knowing? Science enough and exploring, Wanderers coming and going, Matter enough for deploring, But aught that is worth the knowing?
speech
And Thought leapt out to wed with Thought Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech.
nature men hands
And out of darkness came the hands that reach through nature, moulding men.
summer fall winter
Cleave ever to the sunnier side of doubt, And cling to faith beyond the forms of faith; She reels not at the storm of warring words; She brightens at the clash of "Yes" and "No"; She sees the best that glimmers through the worst; She feels the sun is hid for the night; She spies the summer through the winter bud; She tastes the fruit before the blossom falls; She hears the lark within the songless egg; She finds the fountain where they wailed "Mirage!"
fire clouds west
Yonder cloud That rises upward always higher, And onward drags a laboring breast, And topples round the dreary west, A looming bastion fringed with fire.
blue wife long
From yon blue heaven above us bent, The grand old gardener and his wife Smile at the claims of long descent.