--- title: "Jean Ingelow Quotes | QuotesBy.net" description: "Jean Ingelow shares gentle musings on happiness, life, and family that comfort the wandering heart. Read all 21 quotes by Jean Ingelow on QuotesBy.net." image: "https://quotesby.net/wp-content/themes/quotesby-editorial/assets/og-default.png" --- ## Jean Ingelow quotes 1. > Reign, and keep life in this our deep desire Our only greatness is that we aspire. [Permalink to quote \#1](https://quotesby.net/Jean-Ingelow/1/ "Permalink to quote 1") 2. > Crowds of bees are giddy with clover Crowds of grasshoppers skip at our feet, Crowds of larks at their matins hang over, Thanking the Lord for a life so sweet. [Permalink to quote \#2](https://quotesby.net/Jean-Ingelow/2/ "Permalink to quote 2") 3. > But two are walking apart forever And wave their hands for a mute farewell. [Permalink to quote \#3](https://quotesby.net/Jean-Ingelow/3/ "Permalink to quote 3") 4. > A sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my sonne's wife, Elizabeth. [Permalink to quote \#4](https://quotesby.net/Jean-Ingelow/4/ "Permalink to quote 4") 5. > Man dwells apart, though not alone, He walks among his peers unread; The best of thoughts which he hath known For lack of listeners are not said. [Permalink to quote \#5](https://quotesby.net/Jean-Ingelow/5/ "Permalink to quote 5") 6. > How short our happy days appear! How long the sorrowful! [Permalink to quote \#6](https://quotesby.net/Jean-Ingelow/6/ "Permalink to quote 6") 7. > To bear, to nurse, to rear, To watch and then to lose, To see my bright ones disappear, Drawn up like morning dews. [Permalink to quote \#7](https://quotesby.net/Jean-Ingelow/7/ "Permalink to quote 7") ## Also attributed 1. > Man is the miracle in nature. God Is the One Miracle to man. Behold, "There is a God," thou sayest. Thou sayest well: In that thou sayest all. To Be is more Of wonderful, than being, to have wrought, Or reigned, or rested. 2. > What change has made the pastures sweet And reached the daisies at my feet, And cloud that wears a golden hem? This lovely world, the hills, the sward-- They all look fresh, as if our Lord But yesterday had finished them. 3. > And old affront will stir the heart Through years of rankling pain. 4. > There's no dew left on the daisies and clover; there's no rain left in heaven. 5. > I am glad to think I am not bound to make the world go right, but only to discover and to do, with cheerful heart, the work that God appoints. 6. > Work is its own best earthly meed, Else have we none more than the sea-born throng Who wrought those marvellous isles that bloom afar. 7. > And the guelder rose In a great stillness dropped, and ever dropped, Her wealth about her feet. 8. > A birthday:-and now a day that rose With much of hope, with meaning rife- A thoughtful day from dawn to close: The middle day of human life. 9. > O woman! thou wert fashioned to beguile: So have all sages said, all poets sung. 10. > I opened the doors of my heart. And behold, There was music within and a song, And echoes did feed on the sweetness, repeating it long. I opened the doors of my heart. And behold, There was music that played itself out in aeolian notes: Then was heard, as a far-away bell at long intervals tolled. 11. > People newly emerged from obscurity generally launch out into indiscriminate display. 12. > When our thoughts are born, Though they be good and humble, one should mind How they are reared, or some will go astray And shame their mother. 13. > You moon, have you done something wrong in heaven / That God has hidden your face? 14. > There is but halting for the wearied foot; The better way is hidden. Faith hath failed; One stronger far than reason mastered her. 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