01c. 1851 ADTill the sun grows cold, And the stars are old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold.Bayard Taylor / quote ↗
02c. 1851 ADThey sang of love, and not of fame; Forgot was Britain's glory; Each heart recall'd a different name, But all sang Annie Lawrie.Bayard Taylor / quote ↗
06c. 1851 ADThose who would attain to any marked degree of excellence in a chosen pursuit must work, and work hard for it, prince or peasant.Bayard Taylor / quote ↗
07c. 1851 ADDead is the air, and still! the leaves of the locust and walnut Lazily hang from the boughs, inlaying their intricate outlines Rather on space than the sky,—on a tideless expansion of slumber.Bayard Taylor / quote ↗
08c. 1851 ADFame is what you have taken, Character's what you give; When to this truth you waken, Then you begin to live.Bayard Taylor / quote ↗
09c. 1851 ADThe hearts that dare are quick to feel; The hands that wound are soft to heal.Bayard Taylor / quote ↗
10c. 1851 ADTwas glory once to be a Roman; She makes it glory, now, to be a man.Bayard Taylor / quote ↗
11c. 1851 ADKnowledge alone is the being of Nature, Giving a soul to her manifold features, Lighting through paths of the primitive darkness, The footsteps of Truth and the vision of Song.Bayard Taylor / quote ↗
13c. 1851 ADWhen May, with cowslip-braided locks, Walks through the land in green attire. And burns in meadow-grass the phlox His torch of purple fire: And when the punctual May arrives, With cowslip-garland on her brow, We know what once she gave our lives, And cannot give us now!Bayard Taylor / quote ↗
16c. 1851 ADHigher than the perfect song For which love longeth, Is the tender fear of wrong, That never wrongeth.Bayard Taylor / quote ↗
17c. 1851 ADThe stream from Wisdom's well, Which God supplies, is inexhaustible.Bayard Taylor / quote ↗
21c. 1851 ADNative goodness is unconscious, asks not to be recognized; But its baser affectation is a thing to be despised. Only when the man is loyal to himself shall he be prized. * * * * * If I live the life He gave me, God will turn it to His use.Bayard Taylor / quote ↗
22c. 1851 ADI love thee, I love but theeWith a love that shall not dieTill the sun grows cold,And the stars grow oldBayard Taylor / quote ↗
