Author: Bryan Procter

Quotes

There's not a wind but whispers of thy name; And not a flow'r that grows beneath the moon, But in its hues and fragrance tells a tale Of thee, my love.

There's not a wind but whispers of thy name; And not a flow'r that grows beneath the moon, But in its hues and fragrance tells a tale Of thee, my love.

- Bryan Procter

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

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

- Bryan Procter

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

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

- Bryan Procter

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

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

- Bryan Procter

Death is the tyrant of the imagination.

Death is the tyrant of the imagination.

- Bryan Procter

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

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

- Bryan Procter

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