Caught in that sensual music all neglect monuments of unaging intellect |
Civilization is hoped together, brought under a rule, under the semblance of peace by manifold illusion, but Man's life is thought, and he, despite his terror, cannot cease, ravening through century after century ravening, raging and uprooting, that |
Come away, O human child: To the waters and the wild with a fairy, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand. |
Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame! |
Come swish around, my pretty punk, And keep me dancing still That I may stay a sober man Although I drink my fill. |
Considering that, all hatred driven hence, The soul recovers radical innocence And learns at last that it is self-delighting, Self-appeasing, self-affrighting, And that its own sweet will is Heaven's will. |
Designs in connection with postage stamps and coinage may be described, I think, as the silent ambassadors on national taste. |
Did that play of mine send out Certain men the English shot? |
Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking. |
Ecstasy is from the contemplation of things vaster than the individual and imperfectly seen perhaps, by all those that still live. |
Education is not filling a bucket, but lighting a fire. |
Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire. |
Englishmen are babes in philosophy and so prefer faction-fighting to the labor of its unfamiliar thought. |
Even when the poet seems most himself . . . he is never the bundle of accident and incoherence that sits down to breakfast; he has been reborn as an idea, something intended, complete. |
Every conquering temptation represents a new fund of moral energy. Every trial endured and weathered in the right spirit makes a soul nobler and stronger than it was before. |