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Quotes by Gerald Massey
Set is the sun of my years; And over a few poor ashes, I sit in my darkness and tears.— filed under Affliction
In this dim world of clouding cares, We rarely know, till 'wildered eyes See white wings lessening up the skies, The Angels with us unawares.— filed under Angels
And thou hast stolen a jewel, Death! Shall light thy dark up like a Star. A Beacon kindling from afar Our light of love and fainting faith.— filed under Babyhood
A sweet, new blossom of Humanity, Fresh fallen from God's own home to flower on earth.— filed under Babyhood
You scarce could think so small a thing Could leave a loss so large; Her little light such shadow fling From dawn to sunset's marge. In other springs our life may be In bannered bloom unfurled, But never, never match our wee White Rose of all the world.— filed under Babyhood
Horatius. XXVII. I want to meet my God awake. CARLYLE attributes the saying to MARIA THERESA, who refused to take morphine. She thought our good-night kiss was given, And like a lily her life did close; Angels uncurtain'd that repose, And the next waking dawn'd in heaven.— filed under Death
And my heart rocked its babe of bliss, And soothed its child of air, With something 'twixt a song and kiss, To keep it nestling there.— filed under Fancy
The heart is like an instrument whose strings Steal nobler music from Life's many frets: The golden threads are spun thro' Suffering's fire, Wherewith the marriage-robes for heaven are woven: And all the rarest hues of human life Take radiance, and are rainbow'd out in tears.— filed under Heart
There's no dearth of kindness In this world of ours; Only in our blindness We gather thorns for flowers.— filed under Kindness
Cling closer, closer, life to life, Cling closer, heart to heart; The time will come, my own wed Wife, When you and I must part! Let nothing break our band but Death, For in the world above 'Tis the breaker Death that soldereth Our ring of Wedded Love. S.— filed under Matrimony
Our dearest hopes in pangs are born, The kingliest Kings are crown'd with thorn.— filed under Trials