You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will, But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.
Charles Lamb (1775 - 1834)
Source: Farewell! But whenever you welcome the Hour.
Contributed by: Zaady
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.
Lawyers, I suppose, were children once.
The light that lies In woman's eyes.
Source: The Time I 've lost in wooing.
To live and die in scenes like this, With some we 've left behind us.
Source: As Slow our Ship.
I know not, I ask not, if guilt 's in that heart, I but know that I love thee whatever thou art.
Source: Come, rest in this Bosom.
Love on through all ills, and love on till they die.
Source: The Fire-Worshippers..
. . . who ran Through each mode of the lyre, and was master of all.
Source: On the Death of Sheridan.
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