Bryan Procter Quotes

• The sea! The sea! The open sea!, The blue, the fresh, the ever free!

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  Beach, Ocean, Marine

  Bryan Waller Procter, “The Sea”

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• Oh, the summer night, Has a smile of light, And she sits on a sapphire throne.

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  Smile, Summer, Night

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• I 'm on the sea! I 'm on the sea! I am where I would ever be, With the blue above and the blue below, And silence wheresoever I go.

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  Blue, Sea, Silence

  Barry Cornwall, “The Sea”

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• The sea! the sea! the open sea! The blue, the fresh, the ever free! Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions round; It plays with the clouds; it mocks the skies; Or like a cradled creature lies.

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  Lying, Ocean, Sea

  Bryan Waller Procter, “The Sea”

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• A single star is rising in the east, and from afar sheds a most tremulous lustre; silent Night doth wear it like a jewel on her brow.

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  Stars, Night, Jewels

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• How silent are the winds!

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  Wind, Silent

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• The sweetest noise on earth, a woman's tongue; A string which hath no discord.

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  Literature, Earth, Noise

  Bryan Waller Procter (1857). “Dramatic Scenes ; with Other Poems Now First Printed”, p.192

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• Where are Shakespeare's imagination, Bacon's learning, Galileo's dream? Where is the sweet fancy of Sidney, the airy spirit of Fletcher, and Milton's thought severe? Methinks such things should not die and dissipate, when a hair can live for centuries, and a brick of Egypt will last three thousand years. I am content to believe that the mind of man survives, somehow or other, his clay.

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  Dream, Sweet, Believe

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• Gamaun is a dainty steed,
  Strong, black, and of a noble breed,
  Full of fire, and full of bone,
  With all his line of fathers known;
  Fine his nose, his nostrils thin,
  But blown abroad by the pride within;
  His mane is like a river flowing,
  And his eyes like embers glowing
  In the darkness of the night,
  And his pace as swift as light.

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  Strong, Horse, Father

  Bryan Waller Procter, “The Blood Horse”

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• Sing! Who sings To her who weareth a hundred rings? Ah, who is this lady fine? The Vine, boys, the Vine! The mother of the mighty Wine, A roamer is she O'er wall and tree And sometimes very good company.

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  Mother, Wall, Wine

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• Up and down! Up and down!
  From the base of the wave to the billow's crown;
  And amidst the flashing and feathery foam
  The Stormy Petrel finds a home,--
  A home, if such a place may be,
  For her who lives on the wide, wide sea,
  On the craggy ice, in the frozen air,
  And only seeketh her rocky lair
  To warm her young and to teach them spring
  At once o'er the waves on their stormy wing!

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  Spring, Home, Air

  Barry Cornwall, “The Stormy Petrel”

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• All round the room my silent servants wait, My friends in every season, bright and dim.

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  Waiting, Literature, Rooms

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• I never was on the dull, tame shore, But I loved the great sea more and more.

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  Love, Sea, Literature

  Bryan Waller Procter, “The Sea”

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• Shadows fall on even the brightest hours.

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  Fall, Night, Shadow

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• Pity speaks to grief more sweetly than a band of instruments.

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  Grief, Band, Literature

  Bryan Waller Procter (1857). “Dramatic Scenes ; with Other Poems Now First Printed”, p.218

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• Despair doth strike as deep a furrow in the brain as mischief or remorse.

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  Brain, Despair, Strikes

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• Touch us gently, Time!
  Let us glide adown thy stream
  Gently,-as we sometimes glide
  Through a quiet dream!

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  Dream, Time, Literature

  Bryan Waller Procter, “A Petition To Time”

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• Death is the tyrant of the imagination.

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  Death, Tyrants, Imagination

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• So mightiest powers buy deepest calms are fed, And sleep, how oft, in things that gentlest be!

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  Sleep, Literature, Calm

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• Half of the ills we hoard within our hearts
  Are ills because we hoard them.

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  Heart, Half, Literature

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• Most writers steal a good thing when they can, and when 'Tis safely got 'Tis worth the winning. The worst of 't is we now and then detect em, they ever dream that we suspect em.

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  Dream, Winning, Ems

  Bryan Waller Procter (1820). “A Sicilian Story ; with Diego de Montilla and Other Poems”, p.135

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• O human beauty, what a dream art thou, that we should cast our life and hopes away on thee!

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  Beauty, Dream, Art

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• Enter upon thy paths, O year!
  Thy paths, which all who breathe must tread,
  Which lead the Living to the Dead,
  I enter; for it is my doom
  To tread thy labyrinthine gloom;
  To note who round me watch and wait;
  To love a few; perhaps to hate;
  And do all duties of my fate.

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  Hate, Fate, Years

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• Not the rich viol, trump, cymbal, nor horn,
  Guitar, nor cittern, nor the pining flute,
  Are half so sweet as tender human words.

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  Music, Sweet, Guitar

  Bryan Waller Procter (1857). “Dramatic Scenes ; with Other Poems Now First Printed”, p.218

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• The progress from infancy to boyhood is imperceptible. In that long dawn of the mind we take but little heed. The years pass by us, one by one, little distinguishable from each other. But when the intellectual sun of our life is risen, we take due note of joy and sorrow.

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  Years, Long, Joy

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