Quotes
Quotes - Landor
Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes
May weep, but never see,
A night of memories and of sighs
I consecrate to thee.
Wearers of rings and chains!
Pray do not take the pains
To set me right.
In vain my faults ye quote;
I write as others wrote
On Sunium's hight.
Shakespeare is not our poet, but the world's,--
Therefore on him no speech! And brief for thee,
Browning! Since Chaucer was alive and hale,
No man hath walk'd along our roads with steps
So active, so inquiring eye, or tongue
So varied in discourse.
The Siren waits thee, singing song for song.
But I have sinuous shells of pearly hue
Within, and they that lustre have imbibed
In the sun's palace-porch, where when unyoked
His chariot-wheel stands midway in the wave:
Shake one, and it awakens; then apply
Its polisht lips to your attentive ear,
And it remembers its august abodes,
And murmurs as the ocean murmurs there.
Past are three summers since she first beheld
The ocean; all around the child await
Some exclamation of amazement here.
She coldly said, her long-lasht eyes abased,
Is this the mighty ocean? is this all?
That wondrous soul Charoba once possest,--
Capacious, then, as earth or heaven could hold,
Soul discontented with capacity,--
Is gone (I fear) forever. Need I say
She was enchanted by the wicked spells
Of Gebir, whom with lust of power inflamed
The western winds have landed on our coast?
I since have watcht her in lone retreat,
Have heard her sigh and soften out the name.
I strove with none, for none was worth my strife;
Nature I loved; and next to Nature, Art.
I warm'd both hands against the fire of life;
It sinks, and I am ready to depart.
Kindness in ourselves is the honey that blunts the sting of unkindness in another.
Absence and death are the same--only that in death there is no suffering.
What is reading, but silent conversation.
An ingenuous mind feels in unmerited praise the bitterest reproof.
Everything that looks to the future elevates human nature. Never is life so low or so little as when occupied with the present.
Heat and animosity, contest and conflict, may sharpen the wits, although they rarely do; they never strengthen the understanding, clear the perspicacity, guide the judgment, or improve the heart. -Walter Savage Landor.
There is nothing on earth divine except humanity.
I strove with none; for none was worth my strife.
To say nothing of its holiness or authority, the Bible contains more specimens of genius and taste than any other volume in existence.
We cannot conquer fate and necessity, yet we can yield to them in such a manner as to be greater than if we could.
Thou breathing dial! since thy day began The present hour was ever mark'd with shade.
Wrong is but falsehood put in practice.
Wrong is but falsehood put in practice.
