The freethinking of one age is the common sense of the next.
MATTHEW ARNOLDAh, love, let us be true To one another!
More Matthew Arnold Quotes
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Style … is a peculiar recasting and heightening, under a certain condition of spiritual excitement, of what a man has to say, in such a manner as to add dignity and distinction to it.
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Time, so complain’d of, Who to no one man Shows partiality, Brings round to all men Some undimm’d hours.
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With aching hands and bleeding feet We dig and heap, lay stone on stone; We bear the burden and the heat Of the long day, and wish ’twere done. Not till the hours of light return All we have built do we discern.
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How many minds–almost all the great ones–were formed in secrecy and solitude!
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Ah! two desires toss about The poet’s feverish blood; One drives him to the world without, And one to solitude.
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Come, dear children, let us away; Down and away below!
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The power of the Latin classic is in character , that of the Greek is in beauty . Now character is capable of being taught, learnt, and assimilated: beauty hardly.
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Be neither saint nor sophist-led, but be a man.
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Ah, love, let us be true To one another!
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Greatness is a spiritual condition worthy to excite love, interest, and admiration; and the outward proof of possessing greatness is that we excite love, interest, and admiration.
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Time may restore us in his course Goethe’s sage mind and Byron’s force: But where will Europe’s latter hour Again find Wordsworth’s healing power?
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Culture, the acquainting ourselves with the best that has been known and said in the world, and thus with the history of the human spirit.
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Now the great winds shoreward blow Now the salt tides seaward flow Now the wild white horses play Champ and chafe and toss in the spray.
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Poetry is simply the most beautiful, impressive, and widely effective mode of saying things.
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Coleridge: poet and philosopher wrecked in a mist of opium.
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