Hope smiles on the threshold of the year to come, whispering that it will be happier.
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Ours not to reason why Ours but to do and die.
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For I dipped into the future, as far as human eye could see, saw a vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be.
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Her eyes are homes of silent prayers.
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'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
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Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring happy bells, across the snow:...
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I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; 'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
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If thou shouldst never see my face again,Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayerThan this world dreams of.
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I am a part of all I have seen.
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Though we are not now at that strength which in better days moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are; one equal temper of heroic hearts made weak by time and fate but not in will; To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield
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Not in vain the distance beacons. Forward let us range, Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change.
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There lives more faith in honest doubt, believe me, than in half the creeds.
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A louse in the locks of literature.
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There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass,...
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I hold it true,what'er befallI feel it, when I sorrow most'Tis better to have loved and lostThan never to have loved at all.
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Till last by Philip's farm I flowTo join the brimming river,For men may come and men may go,But I go on for ever.
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The greater man the greater courtesy.
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My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
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Cast all your cares on God; that anchor holds.
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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.
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Love is the only gold.
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To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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Cleave never to the sunnier side of doubt.
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My strength has the strength of ten because my heart is pure.
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Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
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Ah Christ, that it were possible For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be.
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A day may sink or save a realm.
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What rights are those that dare not resist for them?
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It is better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all.
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The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions.
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