Each man has some part to play.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERRelated Topics
Anand Thakur
Popular Authors
Marilyn Monroe Paulo Coelho Abraham Lincoln C. S. Lewis Khalil Gibran Charlie Chaplin Gautama Buddha Isaac Newton| Next
Each man has some part to play.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER
Be strong, O Heart of mine, Look towards the light!
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER
We always may be what we might have been.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER
Do no cheat thy Heart and tell her, ‘Grief will pass away.’
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER
Half my life is full of sorrow, Half of joy, still fresh and new
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER
Every word man’s lips have uttered Echoes in God’s skies.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER
And yet We lost it in this daily jar and fret, And now live idle in a vague regret
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER
But where each flows on unmingling, both are fruitless and in vain.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER
I was weary and ill at ease, and my fingers wandered idly over the noisy keys.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER
Hours are golden links, God’s token Reaching heaven; but one by one Take them
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER
Kinds hearts are here; yet would the tenderest one Have limits to its mercy; God has none.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER
Some pure ideal of a noble life That once seemed possible?
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER
One of these lives is a fancy, But the other one is true.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER
One by one bright gifts from heaven Joys are sent thee here below
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER
It seemed the harmonious echo from our discordant life.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER
The stars can only shine In the dark night.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER