Phoebe Cary famous quotes
Last updated: Sep 5, 2024
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Never is true love blind, but rather brings an added light.
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All the great blessings of my life are present in my thoughts today
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And though hard be the task, keep a stiff upper lip.
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Only yield when you must, never "give up the ship," but fight on to the last "with a stiff upper lip!
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I think true love is never blind, / But rather brings an added light; / An inner vision quick to find / The beauties hid from common sight.
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Women are only told that they resemble angels when they are young and beautiful; consequently, it is their persons, not their virtues, that procure them homage.
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Come up, April, though the valley, / In your robes of beauty drest, / Come and wake your flowery children / From their wintry beds of rest ...
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And never since harvests were ripened, / Or laborers born, / Have men gathered figs of the thistle, / Or grapes of the thorn!
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For of all hard things to bear and grin, / The hardest is knowing you're taken in.
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But alas for the dreams that round us play! / For the plans of mortal making! / And alas for the false and fickle day / That looked so fair at waking!
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Do we call the star lost that is hidden / In the great light of morn?
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O that one unguarded moment! / Were it mine to live again, / All the strength of its temptation / Would appeal to me in vain.
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Books were put out, and 'had a run,' / Like coinage from the mint; / But which could fill the place of one, / That one they wouldn't print?
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Laugh out, O stream, from your bed of green, / Where you lie in the sun's embrace; / And talk to the reeds that o'er you lean / To touch your dimpled face ...
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For those roses bright, oh, those roses bright! I have twined them in my sister's locks That are hid in the dust from sight.
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Ah, there are moments for us here, when, seeing Life's inequalities, and woe, and care, The burdens laid upon our mortal being Seem heavier than the human heart can bear.
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One sweetly solemn thought, comes to me o'er and o'er; I am nearer home today, than I ever have been before.
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O men, grown sick with toil and care, Leave for awhile the crowded mart; O women, sinking with despair, Weary of limb and faint of heart, Forget your years to-day and come As children back to childhood's house.
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I know not which I love the most, Nor which the comeliest shows, The timid, bashful violet Or the royal-hearted rose: The pansy in purple dress, The pink with cheek of red, Or the faint, fair heliotrope, who hangs, Like a bashful maid her head.
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Sometimes, I think the things we see are shadows of the things to be; that what we plan we build
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Death comes not to the living soul, nor age to the living heart.
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For little children everywhere A joyous season still we make; We bring our precious gifts to them, Even for the dear child Jesus' sake.
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There are eyes half defiant, Half meek and compliant; Black eyes, with a wondrous, witching charm To bring us good or to work with harm.
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Father, perfect my trust;Let my spirit feel in death,That her feet are firmly setOn the rock of a living faith!
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But whenever she thanks the givers for favors great and small, she thinks of the good little sister who gave her more than they all.
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You may wear your virtues as a crown, As you walk through life serenely, And grace your simple rustic gown With a beauty more than queenly. Though only one for you shall care, One only speak your praises; And you never wear in your shining hair, A richer flower than daisies.
-- Phoebe Cary
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