black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

Hark! the hours are softly calling Bidding Spring arise To listen to the rain-drops falling From the cloudy skies

Adelaide Anne Procter

Related Topics

Bagwalas

Popular Authors

Marilyn Monroe Paulo Coelho Abraham Lincoln C. S. Lewis Khalil Gibran Charlie Chaplin Gautama Buddha Isaac Newton

Did we not hear The flutter of its wings, and feel it near, And just within our reach? It was.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER

Anand Thakur
Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife, / Some pure idea of a noble life / That once seemed possible?
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER

Anand Thakur
No star is ever lost we once have seen, We always may be what we might have been.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER

Anand Thakur
I was weary and ill at ease, and my fingers wandered idly over the noisy keys.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER

Ease Finger Key Over Wandered Weary
It seemed the harmonious echo from our discordant life.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER

Anand Thakur
Some pure ideal of a noble life That once seemed possible?
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER

Anand Thakur
Joy is like restless day; but peace divine like quiet night.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER

Day Divine Light Night Peace Perfect Quiet Restless
And yet We lost it in this daily jar and fret, And now live idle in a vague regret
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER

Anand Thakur
The men are much alarmed by certain speculations about women; and well they may be
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER

Anand Thakur
Lest the chain be broken Ere the pilgrimage be done.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER

Anand Thakur
Do no cheat thy Heart and tell her, ‘Grief will pass away.’
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER

Anand Thakur
Half my life is full of sorrow, Half of joy, still fresh and new
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER

Anand Thakur
One of these lives is a fancy, But the other one is true.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER

Anand Thakur
But where each flows on unmingling, both are fruitless and in vain.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER

Anand Thakur
Hours are golden links, God’s token Reaching heaven; but one by one Take them
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER

Anand Thakur
Kinds hearts are here; yet would the tenderest one Have limits to its mercy; God has none.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER

Anand Thakur

Copyright: 2020 - 2023 | Minimalist Quotes

Warning: PHP Startup: Unable to load dynamic library 'imagick.so' (tried: /usr/local/lib/php/extensions/no-debug-non-zts-20200930/imagick.so (/usr/local/lib/php/extensions/no-debug-non-zts-20200930/imagick.so: cannot open shared object file: No such file or directory), /usr/local/lib/php/extensions/no-debug-non-zts-20200930/imagick.so.so (/usr/local/lib/php/extensions/no-debug-non-zts-20200930/imagick.so.so: cannot open shared object file: No such file or directory)) in Unknown on line 0