He has singed the beard of the king of Spain.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807 - 1882)
Source: The Dutch Picture.
Contributed by: Zaady
Sleep . . . Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death . . . .
There is no greater sorrow Than to be mindful of the happy time In misery.
Source: Inferno. Canto v. Line 121.
Who ne'er his bread in sorrow ate, Who ne'er the mournful midnight hours Weeping upon his bed has sate, He knows you not, ye Heavenly Powers.
Source: Motto, Hyperion. Book i. 15
Oh, fear not in a world like this, And thou shalt know ere long,- Know how sublime a thing it is To suffer and be strong.
Source: The Light of Stars.
Look not mournfully into the past. It comes not back again.
Look not mournfully into the Past. It comes not back again. Wisely improve the Present. It is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy Future, Without fear, and with a manly heart.
Source: Hyperion , bk. IV, ch. 8
All things come round to him who will but wait.
Source: Tales of a Wayside Inn. The Student's Tale. (1862.)
The prayer of Ajax was for light.
Source: The Goblet of Life.
Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Source: The Rainy Day.
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