Now let us thank the Eternal Power: convincedThat Heaven but tries our virtue by affliction,—That oft the cloud which wraps the present hourServes but to brighten all our future days.
Now let us thank the Eternal Power: convinced That Heaven but tries our virtue by affliction, That oft the cloud which wraps the present hour Serves but to brighten all our future days.john brown
Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep, Drows’d with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers.john keats
Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises midst the twilight path, Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum.william collins
Twice or thrice had I loved thee, Before I knew thy face or name; So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame Angels affect us oft, and worshipped be; Still when, to where thou wert, I came, Some lovely glorious nothing did I see.john donne
For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart wih pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.william wordsworth
Mightier far Than strength of nerve or sinew, or the sway Of magic potent over sun and star, Is Love, though oft to agony distrest, And though his favorite seat be feeble woman's breast.william wordsworth
And join with thee, calm Peace and Quiet, Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet.john milton
And he that strives to touch the stars, oft stumbles at a straw.Edmund Spenser
In man's most dark extremity oft succour dawns from Heaven.walter scott
E'en in mid-harvest, while the jocund swain Pluck'd from the brittle stalk the golden grain, oft have I seen the war of winds contend, And prone on earth th' infuriate storm descend, Waste far and wide, and by the roots uptorn, The heavy harvest sweep through ether borne, As the light straw and rapid stubble fly In dark'ning whirlwinds round the wintry sky.
He that strives to touch a star, oft stumbles at a straw.Edmund Spenser
Fain would I wed a fair young man that night and day could please me, When my mind or body grieved that had the power to ease me. Maids are full of longing thoughtsthat breed a bloodless sickness, And that, oft I hear men say, is only cured by quickness.thomas campion
O harmony! thou tenderest nurse of pain,If that thy note's sweet magic e'er can healGriefs which the patient spirit oft may feel,Oh! let me listen to thy songs again;Till memory her fairest tints shall bring;Hope wake with brighter eye, and listening seemWith smiles to think on some delightful dream.william lisle bowles
On this hapless earth There ’s small sincerity of mirth, And laughter oft is but an art To drown the outcry of the heart.hartley coleridge
The wind breath'd soft as lover's sigh, And, oft renew'd, seem'd oft to die, With breathless pause between, O who, with speech of war and woes, Would wish to break the soft repose Of such enchanting scene!walter scott
Neither a borrower nor a lender be; for loan doth oft lose both itself and friend, and borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
For Freedom's battle once begun, Bequeath'd by bleeding sire to son, Though baffled oft is ever won.lord byron
How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds Make deeds ill done!
oft did I wonder why the setting sun Should look upon us with a blushing face: Is't not for shame of what he hath seen done, Whilst in our hemisphere he ran his race?lyman heath