Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.

Yet all experience is an arch wherethroughGleams that untraveled world whose margin fadesForever and forever when I move.How dull it is to pause, to make an end,To rust unburnished, not to shine in use!As though...

There lives more faith in honest doubt, believe me, than in half the creeds.

And this gray spirit yearning in desireTo follow knowledge like a sinking star,Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.

My strength is as the strength of ten, because my heart is pure.

In the long years liker they must grow; The man be more of woman, she of man.

Never, oh! never, nothing will die;The stream flows,The wind blows,The cloud fleets,The heart beats,Nothing will die.

Who is wise in love, love most, say least.

Virtue – to be good and just -Every heart, when sifted well,Is a clot of warmer dust,Mix’d with cunning sparks of hell.- The Vision of Sin

But thy strong Hours indignant work’d their wills,And beat me down and marr’d and wasted me,And tho’ they could not end me, left me maim’dTo dwell in presence of immortal youth,Immortal age beside immortal youth,And...

Now slides the silent meteor on, and leaves a shining furrow, as thy thoughts in me.Now folds the lily all her sweetness up,and slips into the bosom of the lake:So fold thyself, my dearest, thou,...

Men at most differ as Heaven and Earth, but women, worst and best, as Heaven and Hell.

I fain would follow love, if that could be; I needs must follow death, who calls for me; Call and I follow, I follow! let me die.

To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

O earth, what changes hast thou seen!

He makes no friends who never made a foe.

A sorrow’s crown of sorrow is remembering happier times.

And down I went to fetch my bride:But, Alice, you were ill at ease;This dress and that by turns you tried,Too fearful that you should not please.I loved you better for your fears,I knew you...

Let me go: take back thy gift:Why should a man desire in any wayTo vary from the kindly race of men,Or pass beyond the goal of ordinanceWhere all should pause, as is most meet for...

Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,The flying cloud, the frosty light;The year is dying in the night;Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.Ring out the old, ring in the new,Ring, happy bells,...

And out of darkness came the hands that reach thro’ nature, moulding men.

No sword Of wrath her right arm whirl’d,But one poor poet’s scroll, and with his word She shook the world.

Love is the only gold.

I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.

If I had a flower for every time I thought of you…I could walk through my garden forever.

O love, O fire! once he drewWith one long kiss my whole soul throughMy lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.

So many worlds, so much to do, so little done, such things to be.

Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die

I came in haste with cursing breath,And heart of hardest steel;But when I saw thee cold in death,I felt as man should feel.For when I look upon that face,That cold, unheeding, frigid brown,Where neither rage...

Break, break, break,On thy cold gray stones, O Sea!And I would that my tongue could utterThe thoughts that arise in me.O, well for the fisherman’s boy,That he shouts with his sister at play!O, well for...

Better not be at all than not be noble.

… and tho’We are not now that strength which in old daysMoved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;One equal temper of heroic hearts,Made weak by time and fate, but strong in willTo...

Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control; these three alone lead one to sovereign power.

Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change.

Tis better to have loved and lostThan never to have loved at all.

The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but on the mastery of his passions.

Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?

Theirs not to make reply,Theirs not to reason why,Theirs but to do and die.Into the valley of DeathRode the six hundred.

Dear as remembered kisses after death,And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign’dOn lips that are for others; deep as love,Deep as first love, and wild with all regret;O Death in Life, the days that...

That loss is common would not makeMy own less bitter, rather more:Too common! Never morning woreTo evening, but some heart did break.

Sin is too stupid to see beyond itself.

I must lose myself in action, lest I wither in despair.

We cannot be kind to each other here for even an hour. We whisper, and hint, and chuckle and grin at our brother’s shame; however you take it we men are a little breed.

Believe me, than in half the creeds.

Half the night I waste in sighs,Half in dreams I sorrow afterThe delight of early skies;In a wakeful dose I sorrowFor the hand, the lips, the eyes,For the meeting of the morrow,The delight of happy...

Wearing all that weight of learning like a flower.

Theirs is not to make reply: Theirs is not to reason why: Theirs is but to do and die.

There has fallen a splendid tearFrom the passion-flower at the gate.She is coming, my dove, my dear;She is coming, my life, my fate.The red rose cries, “She is near, she is near;”And the white rose...

Thine are these orbs of light and shade;Thou madest Life in man and brute;Thou madest Death; and lo, thy footIs on the skull which thou hast made.

Forerun thy peers, thy time, and letThy feet, millenniums hence, be set In midst of knowledge, dream’d not yet.