Wouldst Quotes 

O if thou knew’st how thou thyself dost harm, And dost prejudge thy bliss, and spoil my rest; Then thou would’st melt the ice out of thy breast And thy relenting heart would kindly warm.

Since thou wouldst needs,
Bewitched with some ill charms,
Be buried in those monumental arms:
As we can wish, is, may that earth lie light
Upon thy tender limbs, and so good night.

O if thou knew’st how thou thyself dost harm,And dost prejudge thy bliss, and spoil my rest;Then thou would’st melt the ice out of thy breastAnd thy relenting heart would kindly warm.

Thou must be true thyself,If thou the truth wouldst teach;Thy soul must overflow, if thouAnother's soul would'st reach!It needs the overflow of heartTo give the lips full speech.Think truly, and thy thoughtsShall the world's famine feed;Speak truly, and each word of thineShall be a fruitful seed;Live truly, and thy life shall beA great and noble creed.

Believe me, if all those endearing young charmsWhich I gaze on so fondly to-day,Were to change by to-morrow and fleet in my arms,Like fairy gifts fading away.Thou wouldst still be adored as this moment thou art,Let thy loveliness fade as it will,And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart,Would entwine itself verdantly still.

Be strong to love, O Heart!Love knows not wrong;Didst thou love — creatures even,Life were not long;Didst thou love God in heaven,Thou wouldst be strong!

I do not ask, O Lord, that life may beA pleasant road.I do not ask that Thou wouldst take from meAught of its load;

This living hand, now warm and capable Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold And in the icy silence of the tomb, So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights That thou wouldst wish thine own heart dry of blood So in my veins red life might stream again, And thou be conscience-calm'd see here it is I hold it towards you.

Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a musèd rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain To thy high requiem become a sod.

Thou wouldst be loved? then let thy heart From its present pathway part not! Being everything which now thou art, Be nothing which thou art not. So with the world thy gentle ways, Thy grace, thy more than beauty, Shall be an endless theme of praise, And love a simple duty.

If thou wouldst be implacable, be so with thyself.

If thou wouldst help others deal with them as though they were what they should be

If thou wouldst be interesting, keep thy personality in the background, and be great and strong in and through thy subject.

What thou wouldst highly, That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win.

What, wouldst thou have me turn pelican, and feed thee out of my own vitals?

I wish I might a rose-bud grow And thou wouldst cull me from the bower, To place me on that breast of snow Where I should bloom a wintry flower.

And when Allah will say: O Isa son of Marium! [Jesus son of Mary] did you say to men, Take me and my mother for two gods besides Allah he will say: Glory be to Thee, it did not befit me that I should say what I had no right to (say); if I had said it, Thou wouldst indeed have known it; Thou knowest what is in my mind, and I do not know what is in Thy mind, surely Thou art the great Knower of the unseen things.

Didst thou but know the inly touch of love, Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow, As seek to quench the fire of love with words.

Take me, O my Father, take me! Take me, save me, through Thy Son; That which Thou wouldst have me, make me, Let Thy will in me be done. Long from Thee my footsteps straying, Thorny proved the way I trod; Weary come I now, and praying Take me to Thy love, my God!

This is the sum of all true righteousness: deal with others as thou wouldst thyself be dealt by. Do nothing to thy neighbor which thou wouldst not have him do to thee hereafter.

Man of the World (for such wouldst thou be called) And art thou proud of that inglorious style?

Thou art so fat-witted, with drinking of old sack, and unbuttoning thee after supper, and sleeping upon benches after noon, that thou hast forgotten to demand that truly which thou wouldst truly know.

Glamis thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be What thou art promised. Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way: thou wouldst be great; Art not without ambition; but without The illness should attend it.

Didst thou but know the inly touch of love; Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow, As seek to quench the fire of love with words.

And when Allah will say: O Isa son of Marium! [Jesus son of Mary] did you say to men, Take me and my mother for two gods besides Allah he will say: Glory be to Thee, it did not befit me that I should say what I had no right to (say); if I had said it, Thou wouldst indeed have known it; Thou knowest what is in my mind, and I do not know what is in Thy mind, surely Thou art the great Knower of the unseen things.

wouldst thou be famed? have those high acts in view, Brave men would act though scandal would ensue.

wouldst thou know thyself, observe the actions of others. wouldst thou other men know, look thou within thine own heart.

wouldst thou bestow some precious gift upon thy fellows, make thyself a noble man.

wouldst thou both eat thy cake and have it?