All Robert Bridges Quotes
- I know that if odour were visible, as colour is, I'd see the summer garden in rainbow clouds. Clouds
- Beauty being the best of all we know sums up the unsearchable and secret aims of nature. Aim
- When Death to either shall come - I pray it be first to me. Death
- My delight and thy delight Walking, like two angels white, In the gardens of the night. Angel
- Scatter the clouds that hide The face of heaven, and show Where sweet peace doth abide, Where Truth and Beauty grow. Abide
- When first we met we did not guess that Love would prove so hard a master. Firsts
- So sweet love seemed that April morn, when first we kissed beside the thorn, so strangely sweet, it was not strange we thought that love… April
- O soul, be patient: thou shalt find A little matter mend all this; Some strain of music to thy mind, Some praise for skill not… All
- But I can tell - let truth be told - That love will change in growing old; Though day by day is nought to see,… Change
- The lonely season in lonely lands, when fled Are half the birds, and mists lie low, and the sun Is rarely seen, nor strayeth far… Bed
- Beauty, the eternal Spouse of the Wisdom of God and Angel of his Presence thru' all creation. All
- The south-wind strengthens to a gale, / Across the moon the clouds fly fast, / The house is smitten as with a flail, / The… Across
- Spring goeth all in white, / Crowned with milk-white may: / In fleecy flocks of light / O'er heaven the white clouds stray. All
- And whiter grows the foam, The small moon lightens more; And as I turn me home, My shadow walks before. Evening
- Beauty is the highest of all these occult influences, the quality of appearances that thru' the sense wakeneth spiritual emotion in the mind of man. All
- There is a hill beside the silver Thames, Shady with birch and beech and odorous pine; And brilliant underfoot with thousand gems, Steeply the thickets… Beech
- Unto us all our days are love's anniversaries, each one In turn hath ripened something of our happiness. All
- I live on hope and that I think do all Who come into this world. All
- I love all beauteous things, I seek and adore them; God hath no better praise, And man in his hasty days Is honored for them. Adore
- Were I a cloud I'd gather My skirts up in the air, And fly well know whither, And rest I well know where. Air
- I know that if odor were visible, as color is, I'd see the summer garden in rainbow clouds. Clouds