Quotes
Quotes about Grace
For forms of government let fools contest;
Whate'er is best administer'd is best.
For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight;
His can't be wrong whose life is in the right.
In faith and hope the world will disagree,
But all mankind's concern is charity.
From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part,
And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art.
Get place and wealth, if possible, with grace;
If not, by any means get wealth and place.
First in the fight and every graceful deed.
Few sons attain the praise
Of their great sires, and most their sires disgrace.
Forgetful youth! but know, the Power above
With ease can save each object of his love;
Wide as his will extends his boundless grace.
Take time enough: all other graces
Will soon fill up their proper places.
Sacrifice to the Graces.
O fair undress, best dress! it checks no vein,
But every flowing limb in pleasure drowns,
And heightens ease with grace.
I care not, Fortune, what you me deny:
You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace,
You cannot shut the windows of the sky
Through which Aurora shows her brightening face;
You cannot bar my constant feet to trace
The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve:
Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace,
And I their toys to the great children leave:
Of fancy, reason, virtue, naught can me bereave.
Not what we wish, but what we want,
Oh, let thy grace supply!
The unbought grace of life, the cheap defence of nations, the nurse of manly sentiment and heroic enterprise is gone.
I would not enter on my list of friends
(Though graced with polish'd manners and fine sense,
Yet wanting sensibility) the man
Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Elysian beauty, melancholy grace,
Brought from a pensive though a happy place.
And ne'er did Grecian chisel trace
A Nymph, a Naiad, or a Grace
Of finer form or lovelier face.
Oh, Brignall banks are wild and fair,
And Greta woods are green,
And you may gather garlands there
Would grace a summer's queen.
Who hath not own'd, with rapture-smitten frame,
The power of grace, the magic of a name?
I knew, by the smoke that so gracefully curl'd
Above the green elms, that a cottage was near;
And I said, "If there's peace to be found in the world,
A heart that was humble might hope for it here."
I thank the goodness and the grace
Which on my birth have smiled,
And made me, in these Christian days,
A happy Christian child.
The light of love, the purity of grace,
The mind, the music breathing from her face,
The heart whose softness harmonized the whole,--
And oh, that eye was in itself a soul!
Born for success he seemed,
With grace to win, with heart to hold,
With shining gifts that took all eyes.
The hills of manhood wear a noble face
When seen from far;
The mist of light from which they take their grace
Hides what they are.
But the tender grace of a day that is dead
Will never come back to me.
What shall I do with all the days and hours
That must be counted ere I see thy face?
How shall I charm the interval that lowers
Between this time and that sweet time of grace?
Grace is given of God but knowledge is bought in the market.
