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Sarah Chauncey Woolsey Quotes:

Sarah Chauncey Woolsey quotes

Ocupation: Author

Life: January 29, 1835 - April 9, 1905

Birthday: January 29

Death: April 9

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Few things are more aggravating than to be forgiven when one has done no wrong.

Topics: Forgiveness, Done, Innocence, Aggravating

quote every day is a fresh beginning listen my soul to the glad refrain and in spite of old sarah chauncey woolsey Quotes

Ah, the pretty whisperers! It was very well When the leaves were thick and green, awhile ago-- Leaves are secret-keepers; but since the last leaf fell There is nothing hidden from the eyes below.

Topics: Eye, Secret, Green

So, just for one more merry day To the great Tree the leaflets clung, Frolicked and danced and had their way, Upon the autumn breezes swung.

source: - Sarah Chauncey Woolsey, “How The Leaves Came Down”

Topics: Autumn, Tree, Way

Dry leaves upon the wall, Which flap like rustling wings and seek escape, A single frosted cluster on the grape Still hangs--and that is all.

Topics: Wall, Wings, Dry, Dry Leaves

Yesterday's errors let yesterday cover.

Topics: Errors, Yesterday

Now the last red ray is gone; Now the twilight shadows hie.

Topics: Twilight, Shadow, Gone

In the deep shadow of the porch A slender bind-weed springs, And climbs, like airy acrobat, The trellises, and swings And dances in the golden sun In fairy loops and rings.

Topics: Weed, Spring, Swings, Slender, Loops

The sobbing wind is fierce and strong; its cry is like a human wail.

Topics: Strong, Wind, Fierce, Sobbing

Men die but sorrow never dies.

source: - "The Cradle Tomb in Westminster Abbey". Poem by Sarah Chauncey Woolsey, www.bartleby.com. 1902.

Topics: Men, Sorrow

The Autumn seems to cry for thee,Best lover of the Autumn-days!

Topics: Best Love, Autumn, Lovers, Autumn Days

Every day is a fresh beginning; Listen my soul, to the glad refrain, And in spite of old sorrowÂ… and possible pain, Take heart with the day and begin again.

Topics: Pain, Heart, Soul

... And God, who studies each separate soul, out of commonplace lives makes his beautiful whole.

Topics: Beautiful, Soul, Religion

As we meet and touch, each day, The many travelers on our way, Let every such brief contact be A glorious, helpful minister.

Topics: Ministry, Each Day, Way

Earth's saddest day and gladdest day were just three days apart!

Topics: Easter, Earth, Three, Easter Day, Easter Inspirational

Slow buds the pink dawn like a rose From out night's gray and cloudy sheath; Softly and still it grows and grows, Petal by petal, leaf by leaf.

Topics: Flower, Night, Rose, Pink Flower, Petals

Every day is a fresh beginning. Every morn is the world made anew.

Topics: Addiction, World, Made

Spring's last-born darling, clear-eyed, sweet, Pauses a moment, with white twinkling feet, And golden locks in breezy play, Half teasing and half tender, to repeat Her song of May.

Topics: Song, Sweet, Spring, Spring May, Twinkling

All green and fair the summer lies, Just budded from the bud of spring, With tender blue of wistful skies, And winds that softly sing.

Topics: Summer, Lying, Spring

Every tear is answered by a blossom, Every sigh with songs and laughter blent, April-blooms upon the breezes toss them. April knows her own, and is content.

Topics: Song, Laughter, Tears

To-morrow I will begin, thought Katy, as she dropped asleep that night. How often we all do so! And what a pity it is that when morning comes and to-morrow is to-day, we so frequently wake up feeling quite differently; careless or impatient, and not a bit inclined to do the fine things we planned overnight.

Topics: Morning, Night, Feelings, Fine Things

...this pause of rest, This morning hush before the sun.

Topics: Morning, Sun, Hush

Softly drops the crimson sun: Softly down from overhead, Drop the bell-notes, one by one, Melting in the melting red....

Topics: Melting, Bells, Red, Crimson

We ring the bells and we raise the strain We hang up garlands everywhere And bid the tapers twinkle fair, And feast and frolic - and then we go Back to the same old lives again.

Topics: Christmas, Bells, Garlands, Hang Ups

True love is not selfish. In time it accustoms itself to anything which secures happiness for its object.

source: - Susan Coolidge, Sarah Chauncey Woolsey (2015). “Clover: 4th volume of the "Katy" series.”, p.132, Mondial

Topics: Selfish, Love Is, Objects, Not Selfish

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