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
With little here to do or see Of things that in the great world be, Sweet Daisy! oft I talk to thee For thou art worthy, Thou unassuming commonplace Of Nature, with that homely face, And yet with something of a grace Which love makes for thee!william wordsworth
Wedlock, indeed, hath oft compared beenTo public feasts, where meet a public rout,—Where they that are without would fain go in,And they that are within would fain go out.john davies
The stone that is rolling can gather no moss;For master and servant oft changing is loss.
So mightiest powers by deepest calms are fed, And sleep, how oft, in things that gentlest be!
Und doch sehr oft, wenn wir uns von dem Beabsichtigten für ewig getrennt sehen, haben wir schon auf unserm Wege irgend ein anderes Wünschenswerthe gefunden, etwas uns Gemäßes, mit dem uns zu begnügen wir eigentlich geboren sind.
oft did the harvest to their sickle yield: Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke: How jocund did they drive their team a-field! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke!thomas gray
And oft the pangs of absence to remove By letters, soft interpreters of love.Matthew Prior
And though authority be a stubborn bear, yet he is oft led by the nose with gold.william shakespeare
Changed to a lapwing by th' avenging god, He made the barren waste his lone abode, And oft on soaring pinions hover'd o'er The lofty palace then his own no more.james beattie
Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to Heaven.
There scatter'd oft the earliest of ye Year By Hands unseen are showers of Vi'lets found; The Redbreast loves to build and warble there, And little Footsteps lightly print the ground.
oft him anhaga:;:;:;:;:;:;are gebideð, metudes miltse, :;:;:;:;:;:;þeah þe he modcearig geond lagulade:;:;:;:;:;:;longe sceolde hreran mid hondum:;:;:;:;:;:;hrimcealde sæ, wadan wræclastas. :;:;:;:;:;:; Wyrd bið ful aræd!