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In numbers warmly pure and sweetly strong.

William Collins

Well may your hearts believe the truths I tell:
'T is virtue makes the bliss, where'er we dwell.

William Collins

How sleep the brave who sink to rest
By all their country's wishes bless'd!

William Collins

By fairy hands their knell is rung;
By forms unseen their dirge is sung;
There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray,
To bless the turf that wraps their clay;
And Freedom shall awhile repair,
To dwell a weeping hermit there!

William Collins

When Music, heavenly maid, was young,
While yet in early Greece she sung.

William Collins

Fill'd with fury, rapt, inspired.

William Collins

'T was sad by fits, by starts 't was wild.

William Collins

In notes by distance made more sweet.

William Collins

In hollow murmurs died away.

William Collins

O Music! sphere-descended maid,
Friend of Pleasure, Wisdom's aid!

William Collins

In yonder grave a Druid lies.

William Collins

Too nicely Jonson knew the critic's part;
Nature in him was almost lost in Art.

William Collins

Each lonely scene shall thee restore;
For thee the tear be duly shed,
Belov'd till life can charm no more,
And mourn'd till Pity's self be dead.

William Collins

Just take a trifling handful, O philosopher!
Of magic matter: give it a slight toss over
The ambient ether--and I don't see why
You should n't make a sky.

Mortimer Collins

Life and the Universe show spontaneity;
Down with ridiculous notions of Deity!
Churches and creeds are lost in the mists;
Truth must be sought with the Positivists.

Mortimer Collins

In prosperity our friends know us; in adversity we know our friends.

Churton Collins

Character is what you know you are, not what others think you have.

Marva Collins

To profit from good advice requires more wisdom than to give it.

John Churton Collins

A wise man thinks what is easy is difficult.

John Churton Collins

The problem with beauty is that it's like being born rich and getting poorer.

Joan Collins

By starving emotions we become humorless, rigid and stereotyped; by repressing them we become literal, reformatory and holier-than-thou; encouraged, they perfume life; discouraged, they poison it.

Joseph Collins

The biggest critics of my books are people who never read them.

Jackie Collins

How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest! . . . . By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung.

William Collins

Too nicely Jonson knew the critic's part, Nature in him was almost lost in art.

William Collins

Wings of angels, tears of saints won't bring you back to me (about her son's suicide) (He will come back to her.. the soul is deathless).

Judy Collins

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