“How like a queen comes forth the lonely Moon From the slow opening curtains of the clouds Walking in beauty to her midnight throne!” — George Croly Copy Share Image
Oh! that fear When the heart longs to know, what it is death to hear. — George Croly Copy Share Image
Christianity has no ceremonial. It has forms, for forms are essential to order; but it disdains the folly of attempting to reinforce the religion… — George Croly Copy Share Image
Teach me to feel that Thou art always nigh; Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear; To check the rising doubt, the… — George Croly Copy Share Image
The flowers are Nature's jewels, with whose wealth she decks her summer beauty. — George Croly Copy Share Image
“How like a queen comes forth the lonely Moon From the slow opening curtains of the clouds Walking in beauty to her midnight throne!” — George Croly Copy Share Image
