“Nor e'er was to the bowers of bliss conveyed
A fairer spirit or more welcome shade.”
Thomas Tickell (1685–1740) English poet and man of letters
On the Death of Mr. Addison (1721), line 45.
“But who e'er turned from beauty's ray
For fear of future shade;
Or who e'er flung a rose away
Because that rose might fade.”
The Vow of the Peacock (1835)
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Source: Drenai series, Quest for Lost Heroes, Ch. 4
Renée Vivien (1877–1909) British poet who wrote in the French language
L’herbe de l’été pâlit sous le soleil.<br>La rose, expirant sous les âpres ravages<br>Des chaleurs, languit vers l’ombre, et le sommeil<br>Coule des feuillages. <br class="br"> La fraîcheur se glisse http://www.reneevivien.com/sapho.html#fraicheur (Coolness glides...), trans. Margaret Porter (1977) <br class="br"> Sapho http://www.reneevivien.com/sapho.html (1903)
“I do not see why I should e'er turn back”
Robert Frost (1874–1963) American poet
"Into My Own", st. 4 (1913)
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Context: p>I do not see why I should e'er turn back,
Or those should not set forth upon my track
To overtake me, who should miss me here
And long to know if still I held them dear.They would not find me changed from him they knew —
Only more sure of all I thought was true.</p
“I have forgot much, Cynara! gone with the wind,
Flung roses, roses riotously with the throng”
Ernest Dowson (1867–1900) English writer
Non Sum Qualis Eram Bonae sub Regno Cynarae.
Louis Sullivan (1856–1924) American architect
So, the flowers of your field, in so far as I am gardener, shall come from my heart where they reside in much good will; and my eye and hand shall attend merely to the cultivating, the weeding, the fungous blight, the noxious insect of the air, and the harmful worm below.
And so shall your garden grow; from the rich soil of the humanities it will rise up and unfold in beauty in the pure air of the spirit.
So shall your thoughts take up the sap of strong and generous impulse, and grow and branch, and run and climb and spread, blooming and fruiting, each after its kind, each flowing toward the fulfillment of its normal and complete desire. Some will so grow as to hug the earth in modest beauty; others will rise, through sunshine and storm, through drought and winter's snows year after year, to tower in the sky; and the birds of the air will nest therein and bring forth their young.
Such is the garden of the heart: so oft neglected and despised when fallow.
Verily, there needs a gardener, and many gardens.
Source: Kindergarten Chats (1918), Ch. 4 : The Garden
Thomas Moore (1779–1852) Irish poet, singer and songwriter
Peace be around Thee.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
Luís de Camões (1524–1580) Portuguese poet
Assim como a bonina, que cortada
Antes do tempo foi, cândida e bela,
Sendo das mãos lascivas maltratada
Da menina que a trouxe na capela,
O cheiro traz perdido e a cor murchada:
Tal está morta a pálida donzela,
Secas do rosto as rosas, e perdida
A branca e viva cor, co'a doce vida.
Stanza 134 (tr. William Julius Mickle)
Epic poetry, Os Lusíadas (1572), Canto III
John Hoole (1727–1803) British translator
Book XLIII, line 628
Translations, Orlando Furioso of Ludovico Ariosto (1773)
