John Townsend Trowbridge quotes
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“With years a richer life begins, the spirit mellow: ripe age gives tones to violins, wine, and good fellows.”
-- John Townsend TrowbridgeSource : "Three Worlds". Poem by John Townsend Trowbridge,
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“Not in rewards, but in the strength to strive, the blessing lies.”
-- John Townsend TrowbridgeSource : John Townsend Trowbridge (1881). “A Home Idyl: And Other Poems”
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“On turf and curb and bower-roof The snow-storm spreads its ivory woof; It paves with pearl the garden-walk; And lovingly around the tatter'd stalk And snivering stem its magic weaves A mantle fair as lily-leaves.”
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“A flower more sacred than far-seen success Perfumes my solitary path; I find Sweet compensation in my humbleness, And reap the harvest of a quiet mind.”
-- John Townsend TrowbridgeSource : John Townsend Trowbridge (1903). “My Own Story: With Recollection of Noted Persons”
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“The tears of the young who go their way, last a day; But the grief is long of the old who stay.”
-- John Townsend TrowbridgeSource : John Townsend Trowbridge (1881). “A Home Idyl: And Other Poems”
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“I keep some portion of my early gleam; Brokenly bright, like moonbeams on a river, It lights my life, a far illusive dream, Moves as I move, and leads me on forever.”
-- John Townsend TrowbridgeSource : "Twoscore and Ten". "A Home Idyl And Other Poems". Book by John Townsend Trowbridge, quod.lib.umich.edu. 1881.
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“Our days, our deeds, all we achieve or are, Lay folded in our infancy; the things Of good or ill we choose while yet unborn.”
-- John Townsend TrowbridgeSource : John Townsend Trowbridge (1881). “A Home Idyl: And Other Poems”
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“If you will observe, it doesn't take A man of giant mould to make A giant shadow on the wall; And he who in our daily sight Seems but a figure mean and small, Outlined in Fame's illusive light, May stalk, a silhouette sublime, Across the canvas of his time.”
-- John Townsend TrowbridgeSource : "Authors' Night". Poem by John Townsend Trowbridge,
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“Of nothing comes nothing: springs rise not above Their source in the far-hidden heart of the mountains: Whence then have descended the Wisdom and Love That in man leap to light in intelligent fountains?”
-- John Townsend TrowbridgeSource : John Townsend Trowbridge (1874). “The Emigrant's Story: And Other Poems”, p.103
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“The birds can fly, An' why can't I?”
-- John Townsend TrowbridgeSource : John Townsend Trowbridge (1869). “Vagabonds: And Other Poems”, p.115
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“Men are polished, through act and speech, Each by each, As pebbles are smoothed on the rolling beach.”
-- John Townsend TrowbridgeSource : John Townsend Trowbridge (1881). “A Home Idyl: And Other Poems”
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“We are two travelers, Roger and I. Roger's my dog-come here, you scamp! Jump for the gentleman-mind your eye! Over the table,-look out for the lamp! The rogue is growing a little old; Five years we've tramped through wind and weather, And slept out-doors when nights were cold, And ate and drank and starved together.”
-- John Townsend TrowbridgeSource : John Townsend Trowbridge, “The Vagabonds”
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“The birds can fly, an' why can't I? Must we give in, says he with a grin, That the bluebird an' phoebe are smarter 'n we be?”
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“Darius was clearly of the opinion That the air is also man's dominion, And that, with paddle or fins or pinion, We soon or late Shall navigate The azure, as now we sail the sea.”
-- John Townsend TrowbridgeSource : "Darius Green and his Flying-Machine". Book by John Townsend Trowbridge, 1910.
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“For me the diamond dawns are set In rings of beauty...”
-- John Townsend TrowbridgeSource : John Townsend Trowbridge (1871). “Vagabonds: And Other Poems”, p.68
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“The speckled sky is dim with snow, The light flakes falter and fall slow; Athwart the hill-top, rapt and pale, Silently drops a silvery veil; And all the valley is shut in By flickering curtains gray and thin.”
-- John Townsend TrowbridgeSource : John Townsend Trowbridge (1871). “Vagabonds: And Other Poems”, p.42
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