Bernard Barton Quotes

United Kingdom, Poet
January 31, 1784 – February, 19, 1849.

Bernard Barton (31 January 1784 – 19 February 1849), born in Carlisle, Cumberland, England, was known as the Quaker poet. His main works included The Convict's Appeal (1818), in which he protested against the death penalty and the severity of the criminal code.

Welcome, wild harbinger of spring! To this small nook of earth; Feeling and fancy fondly cling, Round thoughts which owe their birth, To thee, and to the humble spot, Where chance has fixed thy lowly lot.

Bernard Barton
- Earth
- Feeling
- Small
As I walk'd by myself, I talk'd to myself, And myself replied to me; And the questions myself then put to myself, With their answers I give to thee.

Bernard Barton

That thorny path, those stormy skies, have drawn our spirits nearer; and rendered us, by sorrow's ties, each to the other dearer.

Bernard Barton
- Spirit
- Path
- Adversity
No age, sex, or condition is above or below the absolute necessity of modesty; but without it one is vastly beneath the rank of man.

Bernard Barton
- Age
- Sex
Patience wins the race.

Bernard Barton
- Winning
- Patience
- Race
Obstinacy and vehemency in opinion are the surest proofs of stupidity.

Bernard Barton