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.

Quotes about Life Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, and things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art; to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.

Be still, sad heart! and cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall

Only a look and a voice; then darkness again and silence.

Art is the child of nature in whom we trace the features of the mothers face.

Stay, stay at home, my heart and rest; Home-keeping hearts are happiest.

Like a French poem is life; being only perfect in structure when with the masculine rhymes mingled the feminine are.