“Though I be shut in darkness, and become insentient dust blown idly here and there, I count oblivion a scant price to pay for having once had held against my lip life's brimming cup of hydromel and rue--for having once known woman's holy love and a child's kiss, and for a little space been boon companion to the Day and Night, Fed on the odors of the summer dawn, and folded in the beauty of the stars. Dear Lord, though I be changed to senseless clay, and serve the potter as he turns his wheel, I thank Thee for the gracious gift of tears!” LifeChildrenLittlesNightTurnsStarsSpacePayKnownLordDarknessChangedTearsHolyKissingSummerLipsDearDustCupsTheeDawnWheelsFedsCompanionOblivionClayPottersHere And ThereGraciousDay And NightOdorBoonRueDear Lord Book:The Works of Thomas Bailey Aldrich: Poems Source: The Works of Thomas Bailey Aldrich: Poems
“Great thoughts in crude, unshapely verse set forth lose half their preciousness, and ever must, unless the diamond with its own rich dust be cut and polished, it seems little worth.” LittlesSeemsLosesHalfRichCuttingDustDiamondVersesCrudePolished Book:Poems Source: Poems
“What is lovely never dies, but passes into other loveliness, Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.” LoveInspirationBeautifulDiesStarsBeautyAirSeaFlowerLovelyDustSympathyTime PassingLovelinessFoamMy SympathyWords Of SympathySympathy For LossCondolences And SympathyWords Of CondolenceSympathy Messages Book:The Writings of Thomas Bailey Aldrich: Poems Source: The Writings of Thomas Bailey Aldrich: Poems
