Felicia Hemans Quotes

Felicia Hemans weaves tender images of nature, life and beauty, soothing the reader.

28 quotes

1. But fair the exil'd Palm-tree grew Midst foliage of no kindred hue; Through the laburnum's dropping gold Rose the light shaft of Orient mould, And Europe's violets, faintly sweet, Purpled the mossbeds at its feet.

2. They grew in beauty side by side, They filled one home with glee: Their graves are severed far and wide By mount and stream and sea.

3. Alas for love, if thou wert all, And naught beyond, O Earth!

4. The boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but him had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead.

5. The flames roll'd on--he would not go Without his father's word; That father, faint in death below, His voice no longer heard.

6. The stately Homes of England, How beautiful they stand! Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land.

7. Oh, call my brother back to me! I cannot play alone: The summer comes with flower and bee,- Where is my brother gone?

8. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set; but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death!

9. Come to the sunset tree! The day is past and gone; The woodman's axe lies free, And the reaper's work is done.

10. I had a hat. It was not all a hat,- Part of the brim was gone: Yet still I wore it on.

11. The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed.

12. And the heavy night hung dark, The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.

13. Ay, call it holy ground, The soil where first they trod; They have left unstained what there they found - Freedom to whorship God.

14. What sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine, The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? They sought a faith's pure shrine.

15. There’s beauty all around our paths, If but our watchful eyes Can trace it ’midst familiar things, And through their lowly guise.

16. Come, I come! ye have called me long, I come o'er the mountain with light and song: Ye may trace my step o'er the wakening earth, By the winds which tell of the violet's birth, By the primrose-stars in the shadowy grass, By the green leaves, opening as I pass.

17. Though the past haunt me as a spirit, I do not ask to forget.

18. There is strength deep bedded in our hearts, of which we reck but little till the shafts of heaven have pierced its fragile dwelling. Must not earth be rent before her gems are found?

19. The opening and the folding flowers, that laugh to the summer's day.

20. Christ hath arisen! O mountain peaks, attest- Witness, resounding glen and torrent wave! The immortal courage in the human breast Sprung from that victory-tell how oft the brave To camp midst rock and cave, Nerved by those words, their struggling faith have borne, Planting the cross on high above the clouds of morn!

21. Oh! lovely voices of the sky Which hymned the Saviour's birth, Are ye not singing still on high, Ye that sang, "Peace on earth"?

22. Is it where the flow'r of the orange blows, And the fireflies dance thro' the myrtle boughs?

23. A passion for flowers, is, I think, the only one which long sickness leaves untouched with its chilling influence.

24. Gird your hearts with silent fortitude, Suffering, yet hoping all things.

25. life's best balm - Forgetfulness!

26. We pine for kindred natures To mingle with our own.

27. Passing away" is written on the world and all the world contains.

28. There is in all this cold and hollow world, No fount of deep, strong,deathless love ;save that within a mother's heart