All Anna Letitia Barbauld Quotes
- We neither laugh alone, nor weep alone, why then should we pray alone? Alone
- When one by one our ties are torn, and friend from friend is snatched forlorn; when man is left alone to mourn, oh! then how… Alone
- But every act in consequence of our faith, strengthens faith. Act
- The dead of midnight is the noon of thought. Dead
- Young gentlemen, who are to display their knowledge to the world, should have every motive of emulation, should be formed into regular classes, should read… All
- The most characteristic mark of a great mind is to choose some one important object, and pursue it for life. Characteristic
- The first pale blossom of the unripened year. Blossom
- So fades a summer cloud away; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; So gently shuts the eye of day; So dies a wave… Along
- The well taught philosophic mind To all compassion gives; Casts round the world an equal eye, And feels for all that lives. All
- There is a land, where the roses are without thorns, where the flowers are not mixed with brambles. In that land, there is eternal spring,… Angel
- Say not 'Good-night' but in some brighter clime, bid me 'Good-morning.' Bid
- Happy is he to whom, in the maturer season of life, there remains one tried and constant friend... Constant
- The best way for women to acquire knowledge is from conversation with a father, a brother, or a friend, in the way of family intercourse… Acquire
- Forgotten rimes, and college themes, Worm-eaten plans, and embryo schemes; A mass of heterogeneous matter. A chaos dark, nor land nor water. Chaos
- Child of mortality, whence comest thou? Why is thy countenance sad, and why are thine eyes red with weeping? Child
- While Genius was thus wasting his strength in eccentric flights, I saw a person of a very different appearance, named Application. Appearance
- We can only love what we know. Funny
- Of her scorn the maid repented, And the shepherd - of his love. Love
- The world has little to bestow Where two fond hearts in equal love are joined. Bestow
- And when midst fallen London, they survey The stone where Alexander's ashes lay, Shall own with humbled pride the lesson must By Time's slow finger… Ashes