Quotes by Bayard Taylor

Bayard Taylor

The lamp you lighted in the olden time Will show you my heart’s-blood beating through the rhyme: A poet’s journal, writ in fire and tears… Then slow deliverance, with the gaps of years.

Blood

Fire

Heart

The loving are the daring.

Daring

Engagement

Love

The stream from Wisdom’s well, Which God supplies, is inexhaustible.

Streams

Wells

Wisdom

We follow and race In shifting chase, Over the boundless ocean-space! Who hath beheld when the race begun? Who shall behold it run?

Ocean

Running

Space

Who thinks, at night, that morn will ever be? Who knows, far out upon the central sea, That anywhere is land? And yet, a shore Has set behind us, and will rise before: A past foretells a future.

Hope

Night

Past

With rushing winds and gloomy skies The dark and stubborn Winter dies: Far-off, unseen, Spring faintly cries, Bidding her earliest child arise; March!

Children

Dark

Spring

Women are not apt to be won by the charms of verse.

Charm

Verses

Wooing

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Assuming

Atmosphere

Beautiful

Bliss

Blood

Bonfire

Brother

Charm

Childhood

Children

Clouds

Comfort

Country

Dank

Daring

Dark

Deeds

Desire

Dream

Earth

Eccentricity

Emotion

Engagement

Eye

Fire

Flower

Future

Glee

Glory

Granted

Hands

Healing

Heart

Heavy

Higher

Home

Hope

I Love You

Ignorance

Jerusalem

Jewelry

Kissing

Land

Learning

Light

London

Long

Love

Men

Mind

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Quotes by Bayard Taylor

Bayard Taylor

The lamp you lighted in the olden time Will show you my heart’s-blood beating through the rhyme: A poet’s journal, writ in fire and tears… Then slow deliverance, with the gaps of years.

The loving are the daring.

The stream from Wisdom’s well, Which God supplies, is inexhaustible.

We follow and race In shifting chase, Over the boundless ocean-space! Who hath beheld when the race begun? Who shall behold it run?

Who thinks, at night, that morn will ever be? Who knows, far out upon the central sea, That anywhere is land? And yet, a shore Has set behind us, and will rise before: A past foretells a future.

With rushing winds and gloomy skies The dark and stubborn Winter dies: Far-off, unseen, Spring faintly cries, Bidding her earliest child arise; March!

Women are not apt to be won by the charms of verse.

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