Richard Henry Stoddard quotes

Pale in her fading bowers the Summer stands,
Like a new Niobe with claspèd hands,
Silent above the flowers, her children lost,
Slain by the arrows of the early Frost. (Richard Henry Stoddard)

There are gains for all our losses, There are balms for all our pain: But when youth, the dream, departs, It takes something from our hearts, And it never comes again.

Richard Henry Stoddard

We have two lives about us, Two worlds in which we dwell, Within us and without us, Alternate Heaven and Hell Without, the somber Real, Within, our hearts of hearts, the beautiful Ideal.

Richard Henry Stoddard

A face at the window, A tap on the pane; Who is it that wants me To-night in the rain?

Richard Henry Stoddard

Silence is the speech of love, The music of the spheres above.

Richard Henry Stoddard

Children are the keys of Paradise ... They alone are good and wise, Because their thoughts, their very lives, are prayer.

Richard Henry Stoddard

Joy may be a miser, But Sorrow's purse is free.

Richard Henry Stoddard

Not what we would, but what we must Makes up the sum of living; Heaven is both more and less than just In taking and in giving.

Richard Henry Stoddard

It beckons, I follow. Good-by to the light, I am going, O whither? Out into the night.

Richard Henry Stoddard