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“I keep saying, Shakspeare, Shakspeare, you are as obscure as life is.”
“Had Shakespeare and Milton lived in the atmosphere of modern feeling, had they had the multitude of new thoughts and feelings to deal with a modern has, I think it likely the style of each would ha...”
“We cannot kindle when we will The fire that in the heart resides, The spirit bloweth and is still, In mystery our soul abides; — But tasks, in hours of insight willed, Can be through hours of gloom...”
“Calm soul of all things! make it mine To feel, amid the city’s jar, That there abides a peace of thine, Man did not make, and cannot mar.”
“Yes: in the sea of life enisl’d, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone.”
“A God, a God their severance ruled!And bade betwixt their shores to beThe unplumb'd, salt, estranging sea.”
“With aching hands and bleeding feet We dig and heap, lay stone on stone; We bear the burden and the heat Of the long day and wish’t were done. Not till the hours of light return All we have built d...”
“Alas! is even love too weak To unlock the heart, and let it speak? Are even lovers powerless to reveal To one another what indeed they feel? I knew the mass of men conceal'd Their thoughts, for fea...”
“But often, in the world’s most crowded streets, But often, in the din of strife, There rises an unspeakable desire After the knowledge of our buried life; A thirst to spend our fire and restless fo...”
“And long we try in vain to speak and act Our hidden self, and what we say and do Is eloquent, is well — but ’tis not true!”
“Only — but this is rare —When a belovèd hand is laid in ours,When, jaded with the rush and glareOf the interminable hours,Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear,When our world-deafen'd earIs by ...”
“Resolve to be thyself; and know, that he Who finds himself, loses his misery.”
“What shelter to grow ripe is ours? What leisure to grow wise?”
“Ah! two desires toss about The poet's feverish blood; One drives him to the world without, And one to solitude.”
“We, in some unknown Power's employ, Move on a rigorous line; Can neither, when we will, enjoy, Nor, when we will, resign.”
“Eyes too expressive to be blue, Too lovely to be grey.”
“And sigh that only one thing has been lent To youth and age in common — discontent.”
“This heart, I know, To be long lov’d was never fram’d; For something in its depths doth glow Too strange, too restless, too untam’d.”
“I too have long'd for trenchant force, And will like a dividing spear; Have praised the keen, unscrupulous course Which knows no doubt, which feels no fear.”
“To thee only God granted A heart ever new: To all always open; To all always true.”
