Robert Southey Quotes
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Love is indestructible, Its holy flame forever burneth; From heaven it came, to heaven returneth.
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Our knowledge, is our power, and God our strength.
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In the days of my youth I remembered my God! And He hath not forgotten my age.
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And when my own Mark Antony Against young Caesar strove, And Rome's whole world was set in arms, The cause was,--all for love.
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My days among the dead are passed; Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds of old; My never-failing friends are they, With whom I converse day by day.
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A wise judge, by the craft of the law, was never seduced from its purpose.
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Man hath a weary pilgrimage, As through the word he wends; On every stage, from youth to age, Still discontent attends.
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If you would be pungent, be brief.
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The grave Is but the threshold of eternity.
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Whatever increases the strength and authority of your body over your mind, that is sin to you, however, innocent it may be in itself.
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All deception in the course of life is indeed nothing else but a lie reduced to practice, and falsehood passing from words into things.
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Earth could not hold us both, nor can one heaven Contain my deadliest enemy and me.
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Where Washington hath left His awful memory A light for after times!
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There are some readers who have never read an essay on taste; and if they take my advice they never will, for they can no more improve their taste by so doing than they could improve their appetite or digestion by studying a cookery-book.
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Would you who judge of the lawfulness or unlawfulness of pleasure, take this rule; whatever weakens your reason, impairs the tenderness of your conscience, obscures your sense of God, or takes off the relish of spiritual things; in short; whatever increases the strength and authority of your body over your mind, that is sin to you; however innocent it may be in itself.
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"You are old, Father William," the young man cried, "The few locks which are left you are gray; You are hale, Father William, a hearty old man,- Now tell me the reason I pray."
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Little, indeed, does it concern us in this our mortal stage, to inquire whence the spirit hath come; but of what infinite concern is the consideration whither it is going. Surely such consideration demands the study of a life.
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The true one of youth's love, proving a faithful helpmate in those years when the dream of life is over, and we live in its realities.
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O Reader! hast thou eer stood to see The Holly-tree? The eye that contemplates it well perceies Its glossy leaes Ordered by an Intelligence so wise As might confound the Atheist's sophistries.
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It behooves us always to bear in mind, that while actions are always to be judged by the immutable standard of right and wrong, the judgments which we pass upon men must be qualified by considerations of age, country, station, and other accidental circumstances; and it will then be found that he who is most charitable in his judgment is generally the least unjust.
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Some people seem born with a head in which the thin partition that divides great wit from folly is wanting.
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It is with words as with sunbeams - the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.
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How beautiful is night! A dewy freshness fills the silent air; No mist obscures; nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven: In full-orbed glory, yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark blue depths; Beneath her steady ray The desert circle spreads Like the round ocean, girdled with the sky. How beautiful is night!
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For a young and presumptuous poet a disposition to write satires is one of the most dangerous he can encourage. It tempts him to personalities, which are not always forgiven after he has repented and become ashamed of them.
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No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth.
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Not where I breathe, but where I love, I live; Not where I love, but where I am, I die.
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Thou hast been called, O sleep, the friend of woe, But 'tis the happy that have called thee so.
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There was a time when I believed in the persuadability of man, and had the mania of man-mending. Experience has taught me better. The ablest physician can do little in the great lazar-house of society. He acts the wisest part who retires from the contagion.
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I can remember, with unsteady feet, Tottering from room to room, and finding pleasure In flowers, and toys, and sweetmeats, things which long Have lost their power to please; which when I see them, Raise only now a melancholy wish I were the little trifler once again, Who could be pleas'd so lightly.
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The loss of a friend is like that of a limb; time may heal the anguish of the wound, but the loss cannot be repaired.
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