Felicia Hemans Quotes
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Strength is born in the deep silence of long-suffering hearts; not amid joy.
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The breaking waves dashed highOn a stern and rock-bound coast,And the woods against a stormy skyTheir giant branches tossed.
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Oh, call my brother back to me!I cannot play alone:The summer comes with flower and bee,-Where is my brother gone?
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The flames roll'd on-he would not goWithout his father's word;That father, faint in death below,His voice no longer heard.
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In the busy haunts of men.
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Gird your hearts with silent fortitude, suffering yet hoping all things.
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They grew in beauty side by side,They filled one home with glee:Their graves are severed far and wideBy mount and stream and sea.
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The boy stood on the burning deck,Whence all but him had fled;The flame that lit the battle's wreckShone round him o'er the dead.
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Ay, call it holy ground,The soil where first they trod;They have left unstained what there they found -Freedom to whorship God.
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And the heavy night hung dark,The hills and waters o'er,When a band of exiles moored their barkOn the wild New England shore.
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But fair the exil'd Palm-tree grewMidst foliage of no kindred hue;Through the laburnum’s dropping goldRose the light shaft of Orient mould,And Europe’s violets, faintly sweet,Purpled the mossbeds at its feet.
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What sought they thus afar?Bright jewels of the mine,The wealth of seas, the spoils of war?They sought a faith's pure shrine.
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Leaves have their time to fall,And flowers to wither at the north-wind’s breath,And stars to set; but all,Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death!
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Alas for love, if thou wert all,And naught beyond, O Earth!
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Come to the sunset tree!The day is past and gone;The woodman’s axe lies free,And the reaper’s work is done.
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I had a hat. It was not all a hat,-Part of the brim was gone:Yet still I wore it on.
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Calm on the bosom of thy God,Fair spirit, rest thee now!
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The stately Homes of England,How beautiful they stand!Amidst their tall ancestral trees,O'er all the pleasant land.
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I have looked on the hills of the stormy North,And the larch has hung his tassels forth.