To live with them is far less sweet Than to remember thee.
Charles Lamb (1775 - 1834)
Source: I Saw thy Form.
Contributed by: Zaady
To sigh, yet feel no pain; To weep, yet scarce know why; To sport an hour with Beauty's chain, Then throw it idly by.
Source: The Blue Stocking.
You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will, But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.
Source: Farewell! But whenever you welcome the Hour.
And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.
Source: Oh breathe not his Name.
Sentimentally I am disposed to harmony; but organically I am incapable of a tune.
Source: A Chapter on Ears.
But the trail of the serpent is over them all.
Source: Paradise and the Peri.
I have had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days. All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Source: Old Familiar Faces.
But there 's nothing half so sweet in life As love's young dream.
Source: Love's Young Dream.
Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea! Jehovah has triumph'd, - his people are free.
Source: Sound the Loud Timbrel.
Fly not yet; 't is just the hour When pleasure, like the midnight flower That scorns the eye of vulgar light, Begins to bloom for sons of night And maids who love the moon.
Source: Fly not yet.
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