Robert Southey

Mild arch of promise! on the evening sky
Thou shinest fair with many a lovely ray,
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Mild arch of promise! on the evening sky
Thou shinest fair with many a lovely ray,
Each in the south melting.

The solitary Bee
Whose buzzing was the only sound of life,
Flew there on restless wing,
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The solitary Bee
Whose buzzing was the only sound of life,
Flew there on restless wing,
Seeking in vain one blossom where to fix.

Three things a wise man will not trust,
The wind, the sunshine of an April day,
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Three things a wise man will not trust,
The wind, the sunshine of an April day,
And woman's plighted faith.

No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each read more

No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth.

Ambition is an idol, on whose wings great minds are carried only to extreme; to be sublimely great or to read more

Ambition is an idol, on whose wings great minds are carried only to extreme; to be sublimely great or to be nothing.