The Moon arose, she shone upon the lake, which lay one smooth expanse of silver light. She shone upon the hills and rocks, and cast upon their hollows and their hidden glens a blacker depth of shade.
Robert Southey, Madoc in Wales (1805), Part II. The Close of the Century.
And then they knew the perilous Rock,And blest the Abbot of Aberbrothok.Robert Southey
She has made me in love with a cold climate, and frost and snow, with a northern moonlight.Robert Southey
Curses are like young chickens, theyalways come home to roost.Robert Southey
Thou has been called,O Sleep! the friend of Woe, But 'tis the happy who have called thee so.Robert Southey
Your true lover of literature is never fastidious.Robert Southey
"In my days of youth, I remembered my God,And he hath not forgotten my age."Robert Southey
How beautiful is night!A dewy freshness fills the silent air;No mist obscures; nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain,Breaks the serene of heaven:In full-orbed glory, yonder moon divineRolls through the dark blue depths;Beneath her steady rayThe desert circle spreadsLike the round ocean, girdled with the sky.How beautiful is night!Robert Southey
Literature cannot be the business of a woman's life, and it ought not to be.Robert Southey
Write poetry for its own sake — not in a spirit of emulation, and not with a view to celebrity; the less you aim at that the more likely you will be to deserve and finally to obtain it.Robert Southey
Affliction is not sent in vain, young man, From that good God, who chastens whom he loves.Robert Southey
What a world were this, How unendurable its weight, if they Whom Death hath sundered did not meet again!Robert Southey
Go, little Book! From this my solitude I cast thee on the Waters, go thy ways: And if, as I believe, thy vein be good, The World will find thee after many days. Be it with thee according to thy worth: Go, little Book; in faith I send thee forth.Robert Southey
She comes majestic with her swelling sails, The gallant Ship: along her watery way, Homeward she drives before the favouring gales; Now flirting at their length the streamers play, And now they ripple with the ruffling breeze.Robert Southey
Mild arch of promise! on the evening sky Thou shinest fair with many a lovely ray, Each in the other melting.Robert Southey
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