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.
MATTHEW ARNOLDNow 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.
More Matthew Arnold Quotes
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Genius is mainly an affair of energy.
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Culture looks beyond machinery, culture hates hatred; culture has one great passion, the passion for sweetness and light.
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All the live murmur of a summer’s day.
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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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I knew the mass of men conceal’d Their thoughts, for fear that if reveal’d They would by other men be met With blank indifference.
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But there remains the question: what righteousness really is. The method and secret and sweet reasonableness of Jesus.
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Come, dear children, let us away; Down and away below!
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The sophist sneers: Fool, take Thy pleasure, right or wrong! The pious wail: Forsake A world these sophists throng! Be neither saint nor sophist-led, but be a man.
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Our inequality materializes our upper class, vulgarizes our middle class, brutalizes our lower class.
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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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I am bound by my own definition of criticism : a disinterested endeavour to learn and propagate the best that is known and thought in the world.
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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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All the biblical miracles will at last disappear with the progress of science.
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The brave, impetuous heart yields everywhere to the subtle, contriving head.
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Nature, with equal mind, Sees all her sons at play, Sees man control the wind, The wind sweep man away.
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