To thee only God granted A heart ever new: To all always open; To all always true.
MATTHEW ARNOLDIt is a very great thing to be able to think as you like; but, after all, an important question remains: what you think.
More Matthew Arnold Quotes
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Men of culture are the true apostles of equality
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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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Below the surface stream, shallow and light, Of what we say and feel below the stream, As light, of what we think we feel, there flows With noiseless current, strong, obscure and deep, The central stream of what we feel indeed.
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Sanity — that is the great virtue of the ancient literature; the want of that is the great defect of the modern, in spite of its variety and power.
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Others abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask. Thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge.
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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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And long we try in vain to speak and act Our hidden self, and what we say and do Is eloquent, is well — but ’tis not true!
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Poetry is simply the most beautiful, impressive, and widely effective mode of saying things.
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History – a vast Mississippi of falsehoods
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The grand stye arises in poetry, when a noble nature, poetically gifted, treats with simplicity or with severity a serious subject.
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Is it so small a thing to have enjoyed the sun, to have lived light in the sky, to have loved, to have thought, to have done?
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A wanderer is man from his birth. He was born in a ship On the breast of the river of Time.
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Say, has some wet bird-haunted English lawn Lent it the music of its trees at dawn?
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Joy comes and goes, hope ebbs and flows Like the wave; Change doth unknit the tranquil strength of men. Love tends life a little grace, A few sad smiles; and then, Both are laid in one cold place, In the grave.
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