What delight To back the flying steed, that challenges The wind for speed! - seems native more of air Than earth! - whose burden only lends him fire! - Whose soul, in his task, turns labour into sport; Who makes… — James Sheridan Knowles Copy Share
Extremes are ever neighbors; 'tis a step from one to the other. — James Sheridan Knowles Copy Share Image
The herald, earth-accredited, of heaven,--which when men hear, they think upon heaven's king, and run the items over of the account to which he… — James Sheridan Knowles Copy Share Image
What delight To back the flying steed, that challenges The wind for speed! - seems native more of air Than earth! - whose burden only lends him fire! - Whose soul, in his task, turns labour into sport; Who makes your pastime his! I sit him now! He takes away my breath! He makes me reel! I touch not earth… — James Sheridan Knowles Copy Share
Find earth where grows no weed, and you may find a heart wherein no error grows. — James Sheridan Knowles Copy Share Image
A sound so fine, there 's nothing lives 'Twixt it and silence. — James Sheridan Knowles Copy Share Image
The longest time that man may live, The lapse of generations of his race, The continent entire of time itself, Bears not proportion to… — James Sheridan Knowles Copy Share Image
Save the love we pay to heaven, there is none purer, holier, than that a virtuous woman feels for him she would cleave through… — James Sheridan Knowles Copy Share Image
Women do act their part when they do make their ordered houses know them. — James Sheridan Knowles Copy Share Image
