Quotes by Barry Cornwall

• Oh, the summer night, Has a smile of light, And she sits on a sapphire throne.
• There's not a wind but whispers of thy name; And not a flow'r that grows beneath the moon, But in its hues and fragrance tells a tale Of thee, my love.
• Touch us gently, Time! Let us glide adown thy stream, Gently, - as we sometimes glide Through a quiet dream!
• The sweetest noise on earth, a woman's tongue; A string which hath no discord.
• So mightiest powers buy deepest calms are fed, And sleep, how oft, in things that gentlest be!
• Pity speaks to grief More sweetly than a band of instruments.
• I never was on the dull, tame shore, But I loved the great sea more and more.
• Half the ills we heard within our hearts are ills because we hoard them.
• Even Echo speaks not on these radiant moors.
• All round the room my silent servants wait, My friends in every season, bright and dim.
• Death is the tyrant of the imagination.
• O human beauty, what a dream art thou, that we should cast our life and hopes away on thee!