Heart of my heart, the world is young; Love lies hidden in every rose! — Alfred Noyes Flowers Copy Share Image
There’s a magic in the distance, where the sea-line meets the sky. — Alfred Noyes Distance Copy Share Image
Beauty is a fading flower,Truth is but a wizard's tower,Where a solemn death-bell tolls,And a forest round it rolls. — Alfred Noyes Beauty Copy Share Image
“The universe is neither centered on earth nor the sun. It is centered on God.” — Alfred Noyes Inspirational quotes Copy Share Image
Outlawed, but not alone, for Love Is outlawed, too. You cannot banish us, proud world: We banish you. — Alfred Noyes Love Copy Share Image
Luke associates John with Peter in Acts, when, after the Resurrection, that strange boldness had come upon the disciples. — Alfred Noyes Associates Copy Share Image
Happy, happy, happy for all that God hath done, Glad of all the little leaves dancing in the sun. — Alfred Noyes Dancing Copy Share Image
“Love is in the greenwood, dawn is in the skies, And Marian is waiting with a glory in her eyes.” — Alfred Noyes Love Copy Share Image
Of the sayings of Christ in the Synoptic Gospels that can be compared to those in the fourth Gospel, there are one… — Alfred Noyes Authority Copy Share Image
If ever I had any doubts about the fundamental realities of religion, they could always be dispelled by one memory- the light… — Alfred Noyes Communion Copy Share Image
Your dreamers may dream it The shadow of a dream, Your sages may deem it A bubble on the stream; Yet our… — Alfred Noyes Bubbles Copy Share Image
This outer world is but the pictured scroll Of worlds within the soul; A colored chart, a blazoned missal-book, Whereon who rightly… — Alfred Noyes Book Copy Share Image
At a certain stage in his evolution, man himself had been able to lay hold upon a higher order of things, which… — Alfred Noyes Able Copy Share Image
Your God still walks in Eden, between the ancient trees, Where Youth and Love go wading through pools of primroses. And this… — Alfred Noyes Ancient Copy Share Image
“And still on a winter's night, they say, when the wind is in the trees, When the moon is a ghostly galleon… — Alfred Noyes Black hair Copy Share Image
Only in souls the Christ is brought to birth, And there He lives and dies. — Alfred Noyes Best christmas Copy Share Image
Oh, grown-ups cannot understand, And grown-ups never will, How short the way to fairyland Across the purple hill. — Alfred Noyes Child Copy Share Image
Bring the buds of the hazel-copse, Where two lovers kissed at noon; Bring the crushed red wild-thyme tops Where they murmured under… — Alfred Noyes Bud Copy Share Image
St. Luke again associates St. John with St. Peter in the Acts of the Apostles, when, after the Resurrection, that strange boldness… — Alfred Noyes Acts Copy Share Image
Enough of dreams! No longer mock The burdened hearts of men! Not on the cloud, but on the rock Build thou thy… — Alfred Noyes Air Copy Share Image
The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The… — Alfred Noyes Cloudy Copy Share Image
Heart of my heart, the world is young; Love lies hidden in every rose! Every song that the skylark sung Once, we… — Alfred Noyes Doubt Copy Share Image
We have come by curious ways To the Light that holds the days; We have sought in haunts of fear For that… — Alfred Noyes Curious Copy Share Image
The story of scientific discovery has its own epic unity-a unity of purpose and endeavour-the single torch passing from hand to hand… — Alfred Noyes Century Copy Share Image
“One kiss, my bonny sweetheart; I'm after a prize tonight, But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning… — Alfred Noyes Alfred-noyes Copy Share Image
Heart of my heart, we are one with the wind, One with the clouds that are whirled o'er the lea, One in… — Alfred Noyes Blind Copy Share Image
“The modern world was not alive to the tremendous Reality that encompassed it. We were surrounded by an immeasurable abyss of darkness… — Alfred Noyes Life Copy Share Image
“Stand like a beaten anvil, when thy dream Is laid upon thee, golden from the fire. Flinch not, though heavily through that… — Alfred Noyes Alfred-noyes Copy Share Image
