Matthew Arnold ( 10 of 61 )
Truth sits upon the lips of dying men.
Truth sits upon the lips of dying men.
But each day brings its petty dust our soon-choked souls to fill, and we forget because we must, and not read more
But each day brings its petty dust our soon-choked souls to fill, and we forget because we must, and not because we will.
What is it to grow old?
Is it to lose the glory of the form,
The lustre read more
What is it to grow old?
Is it to lose the glory of the form,
The lustre of the eye?
Is it for Beauty to forego her wreath?
Yes; but not this alone.
Wandering between two worlds, one dead,
The other powerless to be born
With nowhere yet to rest read more
Wandering between two worlds, one dead,
The other powerless to be born
With nowhere yet to rest my head,
Like these, on earth I wait forlorn.
Now the great winds shoreward blow, / Now the salt tides seaward flow; / Now the wild white horses play, read more
Now the great winds shoreward blow, / Now the salt tides seaward flow; / Now the wild white horses play, / Champ and chafe and toss in the spray.
Nature's great law, and law of all men's minds?--
To its own impulse every creature stirs;
Live read more
Nature's great law, and law of all men's minds?--
To its own impulse every creature stirs;
Live by thy light, and earth will live by hers!
Every time the words "contrition" or "humility" drop from the lips of a prophet or psalmist, Christianity appears.
Every time the words "contrition" or "humility" drop from the lips of a prophet or psalmist, Christianity appears.
No, no! The energy of life may be
Kept on after the grave, but not begun;
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No, no! The energy of life may be
Kept on after the grave, but not begun;
And he who flagg'd not in the earthly strife,
From strength to strength advancing--only he
His soul well-knit, and all his battles won,
Mounts, and that hardly, to eternal life.
One thing only has been lent to youth and age in common--discontent.
One thing only has been lent to youth and age in common--discontent.
Odin, thou whirlwind, what a threat is this
Thou threatenest what transcends thy might, even thine,
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Odin, thou whirlwind, what a threat is this
Thou threatenest what transcends thy might, even thine,
For of all powers the mightiest far art thou,
Lord over men on earth, and Gods in Heaven;
Yet even from thee thyself hath been withheld
One thing--to undo what thou thyself hast ruled.
