“O forgive! Thy sons live from Thee reft;
Praised for grace, Turn thy face to those left,
"Forgiven!"”
Yom Tov of Joigny English rabbi
Omnam Kayn, trans. from the Hebrew by Israel Zangwill
" To Frances S. Osgood http://www.readbookonline.net/readOnLine/595/" (1845). <br class="br">Context: Thou wouldst be loved? — then let thy heart<br>From its present pathway part not!<br>Being everything which now thou art,<br>Be nothing which thou art not.<br>So with the world thy gentle ways,<br>Thy grace, thy more than beauty,<br>Shall be an endless theme of praise,<br>And love — a simple duty.
“O forgive! Thy sons live from Thee reft;
Praised for grace, Turn thy face to those left,
"Forgiven!"”
Yom Tov of Joigny English rabbi
Omnam Kayn, trans. from the Hebrew by Israel Zangwill
Thomas Campbell (1777–1844) British writer
Theodric : A Domestic Tale; and Other Poems (1825), To the Rainbow
Context: p>Methinks, thy jubilee to keep,
The first-made anthem rang
On earth deliver'd from the deep,
And the first poet sang.Nor ever shall the Muse's eye
Unraptured greet thy beam:
Theme of primeval prophecy,
Be still the poet's theme!</p
George William Russell (1867–1935) Irish writer, editor, critic, poet, and artistic painter
By Still Waters (1906)
John of the Cross (1542–1591) Spanish mystic and Roman Catholic saint
Spiritual Canticle of The Soul and The Bridegroom
“God of grace and God of glory,
On Thy people pour Thy power.”
Harry Emerson Fosdick (1878–1969) American pastor
God of Grace and God of Glory (1930)
Context: God of grace and God of glory,
On Thy people pour Thy power.
Crown Thine ancient church’s story,
Bring her bud to glorious flower.
Grant us wisdom, grant us courage,
For the facing of this hour,
For the facing of this hour.
James Jeffrey Roche (1847–1908) American journalist
Sir Hugo's Choice, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809–1892) British poet laureate
" Love and Duty http://www.readbookonline.net/read/4310/14259/", l. 1- 21 (1842) <br class="br">Context: Of love that never found his earthly close,<br>What sequel? Streaming eyes and breaking hearts?<br>Or all the same as if he had not been?<br>Not so. Shall Error in the round of time<br>Still father Truth? O shall the braggart shout<br>For some blind glimpse of freedom work itself<br>Thro' madness, hated by the wise, to law<br>System and empire? Sin itself be found<br>The cloudy porch oft opening on the Sun?<br>And only he, this wonder, dead, become<br>Mere highway dust? or year by year alone<br>Sit brooding in the ruins of a life,<br>Nightmare of youth, the spectre of himself!<br>If this were thus, if this, indeed, were all,<br>Better the narrow brain, the stony heart,<br>The staring eye glazed o'er with sapless days,<br>The long mechanic pacings to and fro,<br>The set gray life, and apathetic end.<br>But am I not the nobler thro' thy love?<br>O three times less unworthy! likewise thou<br>Art more thro' Love, and greater than thy years.
Helen Maria Williams (1759–1827) British writer
From 'Sonnet - to Expression', Poems 1786, kindle ebook ASIN B00849523Q