All thoughts, all passions, all delights,
Whatever stirs this mortal frame,
All are but ministers of Love,
And feed his sacred flame.
They sin who tell us love can die;
With life all other passions fly,
All others are but vanity.
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Love is indestructible,
Its holy flame forever burneth;
From heaven it came, to heaven returneth.
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It soweth here with toil and care,
But the harvest-time of love is there.
In her first passion woman loves her lover:
In all the others, all she loves is love.
There is an evening twilight of the heart,
When its wild passion-waves are lulled to rest.
Bards of Passion and of Mirth,
Ye have left your souls on earth!
Have ye souls in heaven too?
The courage of New England was the "courage of Conscience." It did not rise to that insane and awful passion, the love of war for itself.
There is in stillness oft a magic power
To calm the breast when struggling passions lower,
Touched by its influence, in the soul arise
Diviner feelings, kindred with the skies.
Something the heart must have to cherish,
Must love and joy and sorrow learn;
Something with passion clasp, or perish
And in itself to ashes burn.
Alas! it is not till time, with reckless hand, has torn out half the leaves from the Book of Human Life to light the fires of passion with from day to day, that man begins to see that the leaves which remain are few in number.
The object, Truth, or the satisfaction of the intellect, and the object, Passion, or the excitement of the heart, are, although attainable, to a certain extent, in poetry, far more readily attainable in prose.
He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force,
Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.
No more subtle master under heaven
Than is the maiden passion for a maid,
Not only to keep down the base in man
But teach high thought and amiable words
And courtliness and the desire of fame
And love of truth and all that makes a man.
Only I discern
Infinite passion, and the pain
Of finite hearts that yearn.
Sad as a wasted passion.
urance is the crowning quality,
And patience all the passion of great hearts.
I announce the great individual, fluid as Nature, chaste, affectionate, compassionate, fully armed;
I announce a life that shall be copious, vehement, spiritual, bold,
And I announce an end that shall lightly and joyfully meet its translation.
We may live without poetry, music and art;
We may live without conscience and live without heart;
We may live without friends; we may live without books;
But civilized man can not live without cooks.
He may live without books,--what is knowledge but grieving?
He may live without hope--what is hope but deceiving?
He may live without love,--what is passion but pining?
But where is the man that can live without dining?
The passionate love of Right, the burning hate of Wrong.
Yea, howso we dream,
Or how bravely we do;
The end is the same,
Be we traitor or true:
And after the bloom
And the passion is past
Death comes at last.
Passion is power,
And, kindly tempered, saves. All things declare
Struggle hath deeper peace than sleep can bring.
May I govern my passion with absolute sway,
And grow wiser and better as my strength wears away.
Where passion leads or prudence points the way.
It is a difficult thing for a man to resist the natural necessity of mortal passions.
Some might consider him as too fond of fame; for the desire of glory clings even to the best men longer than any other passion.
All passions that suffer themselves to be relished and digested are but moderate.