Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong. |
Thou unassuming common-place of Nature, with that homely face. |
Thou unassuming commonplace Of Nature. |
Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither. |
Thought and theory must precede all salutary action; yet action is nobler in itself than either thought or theory |
Three sleepless nights I passed in sounding on, Through words and things, a dim and perilous way. |
Three years she grew in sun and shower,/ Then Nature said, 'A lovelier flower/ On earth was never sown;/ This child I to myself will take;/ She shall be mine, and I will make/ A Lady of my own. |
Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery. . . . |
Thy soul was like a star, and dwelt apart. |
To begin, begin. |
To character and success, two things, contradictory as they may seem, must go together . . . humble dependence on God and manly reliance on self. |
To every natural form, rock, fruits, or flower, Even the loose stones that cover the highway, I gave a moral life. |
To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran. . . . |
To humbler functions, awful Power! I call thee: I myself commend Unto thy guidance from this hour; Oh, let my weakness have an end! |
To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears |