Time's waters will not ebb nor stay.
And help us, this and every day, to live more nearly as we pray.
The voice that breathed o'er Eden, That earliest wedding day.
Sun of my soul! Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if Thou be near.
When you find yourself overpowered, as it were, by melancholy, the best way is to go out and do something.
For as fire is kindled by fire, so is a poet's mind kindled by contact with a brother poet.