Heavenly Quotes

Whispering Waves

Percy Bysshe Shelley, poet (1788-1824)

"The whispering waves were half asleep,
The clouds were gone to play,
And on the bosom of the deep
The smile of Heaven lay."

Sparks Divine

Emily Bronte, novelist and poet (1818-1848)

"Methought, the very breath I breathed
Was full of sparks divine,
And all my heather-couch was wreathed
By that celestial shine!"

Hurt No Living Thing

Christina Rossetti, poet (1830-1894)

"Hurt no living thing:
Ladybird, nor butterfly,
Nor moth with dusty wing,
Nor cricket chirping cheerily,
Nor grasshopper so light of leap,
Nor dancing gnat, nor beetle fat,
Nor harmless worms that creep."

She Walks in Beauty

Lord Byron (George Gordon), poet (1788 - 1824)

"She walks in beauty like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright meets in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light which heaven to gaudy day denies."

Beauty Never Fails

Sir Edward Burne-Jones, painter (1833 - 1898)

"I have no politics and no Party and no particular hope, only this is true: that beauty is very beautiful, and softens, and comforts, and inspires, and rouses and lifts up, and never fails."

The Blessed Damozel

Dante Gabriele Rossetti, poet & painter (1828-1882)

"The blessed damozel leaned out
From the gold bar of Heaven;
Her eyes were deeper than the depth
Of waters stilled at even;
She had three lilies in her hand,
And the stars in her hair were seven."

Love is Enough

William Morris, poet (1834 - 1896)

"Love is enough: though the World be a-waning,
And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,
Though the sky be too dark for dim eyes to discover
The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder,
Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder,
And this day draw a veil over all deeds pass'd over,
Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter;
The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter
These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover."

And the Moonbeams...

Percy Bysshe Shelley, poet (1792 - 1822)

"The fountains mingle with the river, And the rivers with the ocean; The winds of heaven mix forever, With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle;--

Why not I with thine? See! the mountains kiss high heaven, And the waves clasp one another; No sister flower would be forgiven, If it disdained it's brother; And the sunlight clasps the earth, And the moonbeams kiss the sea;-- What are all these kissings worth, If thou kiss not me?"