The red Sahara in an angry glow, / With amber fogs, across its hollows trailed / Long strings of camels, gloomy-eyed and slow. — Jean Ingelow Copy Share Image
And the guelder rose In a great stillness dropped, and ever dropped, Her wealth about her feet. — Jean Ingelow Copy Share Image
Yet there are some resting-places, / Life's untroubled interludes; / Times when neither past nor future / On the soul's deep calm intrudes. — Jean Ingelow Calm Copy Share Image
For hearts where wakened love doth lurk, How fine, how blest a thing is work! For work does good when reasons fail. — Jean Ingelow Copy Share Image
I have lived life long enough to thank God that all my prayers have not been answered — Jean Ingelow Copy Share Image
Crowds of bees are giddy with clover Crowds of grasshoppers skip at our feet, Crowds of larks at their matins hang over,… — Jean Ingelow Bees Copy Share Image
What change has made the pastures sweet And reached the daisies at my feet, And cloud that wears a golden hem? This… — Jean Ingelow Change Copy Share Image
Man is the miracle in nature. God Is the One Miracle to man. Behold, "There is a God," thou sayest. Thou sayest… — Jean Ingelow God Copy Share Image
