Happiness Quote by Sarah Chauncey Woolsey

Slow buds the pink dawn like a rose From out night's gray and cloudy sheath; Softly and still it grows and grows, Petal by…

— Sarah Chauncey Woolsey

Every day is a fresh beginning, Every morn is the world made new

— Sarah Chauncey Woolsey

Now the last red ray is gone; Now the twilight shadows hie.

— Sarah Chauncey Woolsey

The sobbing wind is fierce and strong; its cry is like a human wail.

— Sarah Chauncey Woolsey

Spring's last-born darling, clear-eyed, sweet, Pauses a moment, with white twinkling feet, And golden locks in breezy play, Half teasing and half tender, to…

— Sarah Chauncey Woolsey

We ring the bells and we raise the strain We hang up garlands everywhere And bid the tapers twinkle fair, And feast and frolic…

— Sarah Chauncey Woolsey

Yesterday's errors let yesterday cover.

— Sarah Chauncey Woolsey

Every tear is answered by a blossom, Every sigh with songs and laughter blent, April-blooms upon the breezes toss them. April knows her own,…

— Sarah Chauncey Woolsey

Earth's saddest day and gladdest day were just three days apart!

— Sarah Chauncey Woolsey

Every day is a fresh beginning; Listen my soul, to the glad refrain, And in spite of old sorrow… and possible pain, Take heart…

— Sarah Chauncey Woolsey

Dry leaves upon the wall, Which flap like rustling wings and seek escape, A single frosted cluster on the grape Still hangs--and that is…

— Sarah Chauncey Woolsey

All green and fair the summer lies, Just budded from the bud of spring, With tender blue of wistful skies, And winds that softly…

— Sarah Chauncey Woolsey