Love on through all ills, and love on till they die.
Charles Lamb (1775 - 1834)
Source: The Fire-Worshippers..
Contributed by: Zaady
. . . who ran Through each mode of the lyre, and was master of all.
Source: On the Death of Sheridan.
And when once the young heart of a maiden is stolen, The maiden herself will steal after it soon.
Source: Ill Omens.
The moon looks On many brooks, "The brook can see no moon but this."
Source: While Gazing on the Moon's Light.
When did morning ever break, And find such beaming eyes awake?
Source: Fly not yet.
Neat, not gaudy.
Source: Letter to Wordsworth, 1806.
Humility, that low, sweet root From which all heavenly virtues shoot.
Source: The Loves of the Angels. The Third Angel's Story.
Shall I ask the brave soldier who fights by my side In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree?
Source: Come, send round the Wine.
It argues an insensibility.
Source: A Dissertation upon Roast Pig.
Oh stay! oh stay! Joy so seldom weaves a chain Like this to-night, that oh 't is pain To break its links so soon.
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