Quotes by Robert Bridges
Perfect little body without fault or stain on thee With promise of strength and manhood full and fair! |
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As night is withdrawn From these sweet-springing meads and bursting boughs of May, Dream, while the innumerable choir of day Welcome the dawn. |
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Surely thy body is thy mind, For in thy face is nought to find, Only thy soft unchristened smile, That shadows neither love nor guile. |
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My delight and thy delight Walking, like two angels white, In the gardens of the night. |
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Why hast thou nothing in thy face? Thou idol of the human race, Thou tyrant of the human heart, The flower of lovely youth that art. |
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Awake, my heart, to be loved, awake, awake! The darkness silvers away, the morn doth break, It leaps in the sky. |
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Awake! the land is scattered with light, and see, Uncanopied sleep is flying from field and tree. |
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The broad cloud-driving moon in the clear sky Lifts o’er the firs her shining shield, And in her tranquil light Sleep falls on forest and field. See! sleep hath fallen: the trees are asleep: The night is come. The land is wrapt in sleep. |
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I will not let thee go. I hold thee by too many bands: Thou sayest farewell, and lo! I have thee by the hands, And will not let thee go. |
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And Reason kens he herits in A haunted house. Tenants unknown Assert their squalid lease of sin With earlier title than his own. |
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The storm is over, the land hushes to rest: The tyrannous wind, its strength fordone, Is fallen back in the west. |
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For beauty being the best of all we know Sums up the unsearchable and secret aims Of nature. |
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Beneath the crisp and wintry carpet hid A million buds but stay their blossoming And trustful birds have built their nests amid The shuddering boughs, and only wait to sing Till one soft shower from the south shall bid And hither tempt the pilgrim steps of Spring. |
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When Death to either shall come— I pray it be first to me. |
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When first we met we did not guess That Love would prove so hard a master. |
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The constellated sounds ran sprinkling on earth’s floor As the dark vault above with stars was spangled o’er. |
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Scatter the clouds that hide The face of heaven, and show Where sweet peace doth abide, Where Truth and Beauty grow. |
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I love all beauteous things, I seek and adore them. |
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Angels’ song, comforting as the comfort of Christ When he spake tenderly to his sorrowful flock. |
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They gathered up the crystal manna to freeze Their tongues with tasting, their hands with snowballing; Or rioted in a drift, plunging up to the knees. |
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To-morrow it seem Like the empty words of a dream Remembered on waking. |
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The evening darkens over After a day so bright, The windcapt waves discover That wild will be the night. |
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When men were all asleep the snow came flying In large white flakes falling on the city brown Stealthily and perpetually settling and loosely lying Hushing the latest traffic of the drowsy town. |
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I live on hope and that I think do all Who come into this world. |
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On such a night, when Air has loosed Its guardian grasp on blood and brain, Old terrors then of god or ghost Creep from their caves to life again. |
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And now impatiently despairest, see How nought is changed: Joy's wisdom is attired Splended for others' eyes if not for thee: Not love or beauty or youth from earth is fled: If they delite thee not, 'tis thou art dead. |
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Behind the western bars The shrouded day retreats, And unperceived the stars Steal to their sovran seats. And whiter grows the foam, The small moon lightens more; And as I turn me home, My shadow walks before. |
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