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Youth comes but once in a lifetime.
- Hyperion (bk. II, ch. X) [Youth]
Something the heart must have to cherish,
Must love, and joy, and sorrow learn;
Something with passion clasp, or perish,
And in itself to ashes burn.
- Hyperion (bk. II, introduction) [Heart]
Bell, thou soundest merrily,
When the bridal party
To the church doth hie!
Bell, thou soundest solemnly,
When, on Sabbath morning,
Fields deserted lie!
- Hyperion (bk. III, ch. III), (quoted)
I dislike an eye that twinkles like a star. Those only are beautiful which, like the planets, have a steady, lambent light,--are luminous, but not sparking.
- Hyperion (bk. III, ch. IV) [Eyes]
Art is power.
- Hyperion (bk. III, ch. V) [Art]
Nature is a revelation of God;
Art a revelation of man.
- Hyperion (bk. III, ch. V) [Revelation]
O, there is nothing holier, in this life of ours, than the first consciousness of love,--the first fluttering of its silken wings.
- Hyperion (bk. III, ch. VI) [Love]
Every dew-drop and rain-drop had a whole heaven within it.
- Hyperion (bk. III, ch. VII) [Dew]
Sometimes we may learn more from a man's error than from his virtues.
- Hyperion (bk. IV, ch. III) [Error]
Day, like a weary pilgrim, had reached the western gate of heaven, and Evening stooped down to unloose the latchets of his sandal shoon.
- Hyperion (bk. IV, ch. V) [Evening]
In this world a man must either be anvil or hammer.
- Hyperion (bk. IV, ch. VI) [Character]
Alas! it is not till Time, with reckless hand, has torn out half the leaves from the Book of Human Life to light the fires of human passion with, from day to day, that man begins to see that the leaves which remain are few in number.
- Hyperion (bk. IV, ch. VIII) [Time]
A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better than ten years' study of books.
- Hyperion (ch. VII),
quoted from the Chinese [Conversation]
The world loves a spice of wickedness.
- Hyperion (ch. VII, bk. I) [Wickedness]
Filled with the wine
Of the vine
That flames so red in Sansavine.
- Hyperion (ch. VIII), (quoted)
[Wine and Spirits]
Enjoy the spring of love and youth,
To some good angel leave the rest,
For time will teach thee soon the truth,
"There are no birds in last year's nest."
- It is not always May [Past]
Alas! to-day I would give everything
To see a friend's face, or hear a voice
That had the slightest tone of comfort in it.
- Judas Maccaboeus (act IV, sc. 3, l. 32)
Great men stand like solitary towers in the city of God.
- Kavanagh (ch. I) [Greatness]
We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.
- Kavanagh (ch. I) [Ability : Judgment]
Critics are sentinels in the grand army of letters, stationed at the corners of newspapers and reviews, to challenge every new author.
- Kavanagh (ch. XIII) [Criticism]
Many readers judge of the power of a book by the shock it gives their feelings.
- Kavanagh (ch. XIII) [Reading]
Morality without religion is only a kind of dead reckoning,--an endeavor to find our place on a cloudy sea by measuring the distance we have run, but without any observation of the heavenly bodies.
- Kavanagh (ch. XIII) [Morality]
The country is lyric,--the town dramatic. When mingled, they make the most perfect musical drama.
- Kavanagh (ch. XIII) [Country Life]
The natural alone is permanent.
- Kavanagh (ch. XIII) [Nature]
The rays of happiness, like those of light, are colorless when unbroken.
- Kavanagh (ch. XIII) [Happiness]
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