Robert Southey Quotes (48 Quotes)

The Satanic school.

The three indispensables of genius are understanding, feeling, and perseverance. The three things that enrich genius are contentment of mind, the cherishing of good thoughts, And exercising the memory.

How does the water Come down at Lodore.

Affliction is not sent in vain, young man, from that good God, who chastens whom he loves.

There is a magic in that little world, home it is a mystic circle that surrounds comforts and virtues never known beyond its hallowed limits

Such love of all our virtues is the gem We bring with us the immortal seed at birth Of heaven it is, and heavenly woe to them Who make it wholly earthly and of earth.

All deception in the course of life is indeed nothing else but a lie reduced to practice, and falsehood passing from words into things.

If you would be pungent, be brief; for it is with words as with sunbeams - the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.

Helter-skelter, Hurry-scurry.

Not where I breathe, but where I love, I live; Not where I love, but where I am, I die.

No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth.

To a resolute mind, wishing to do is the first step toward doing. But if we do not wish to do a thing it becomes impossible.

And so never ending, but always descending.

From his brimstone bed, at break of day, A-walking the Devil is gone, To look at his little snug farm of the World, And see how his stock went on.

A sight to delight in.

It is not for man to rest in absolute contentment. He is born to hopes and aspirations as the sparks fly upward, unless he has brutified his nature and quenched the spirit of immortality which is his portion.

Thou hast been called, O sleep the friend of woe But 't is the happy that have called thee so.

Would you who judge of the lawfulness or unlawfulness of pleasure, take this rule whatever weakens your reason, impairs the tenderness of your conscience, obscures your sense of God, or takes off the relish of spiritual things in short whatever increases the strength and authority of your body over your mind, that is sin to you however innocent it may be in itself.

'You are old, Father William,' the young man cried, 'The few locks which are left you are gray You are hale, Father William, a hearty old man, Now tell me the reason I pray.'

How beautiful is night A dewy freshness fills the silent air No mist obscures nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven In full-orbed glory, yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark blue depths Beneath her steady ray The desert circle spreads Like the round ocean, girdled with the sky. How beautiful is night.

Curses are like young chickens, they always come home to roost.

Give me a room whose every nook is dedicated to a book

He passed a cottage with a double coach-house, A cottage of gentility And he owned with a grin That his favourite sin Is pride that apes humility.

My days among the dead are passed Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds of old My never-failing friends are they, With whom I converse day by day.

There are three things that ought to be considered before some things are spoken the manner, the place, and the time

It has been more wittily than charitably said that hell is paved with good intentions; they have their place in heaven also.

Order is the sanity of the mind, the health of the body, the peace of the city, the security of the state. Like beams in a house or bones to a body, so is order to all things.

What will not woman, gentle woman dare; when strong affection stirs her spirit up?

How little do they see what is, who frame their hasty judgments upon that which seems.

I have told you of the Spaniard who always put on his spectacles when about to eat cherries, that they might look bigger and more attempting. In like manner I made the most of my enjoyment s and through I do not cast my cares away, I pack them in as little compass as I can, and carry them as conveniently as I can for myself, and never let them annoy others.

The loss of a friend is like that of a limb; time may heal the anguish of the wound, but the loss cannot be repaired.

Delaying and straying and playing and spraying, Advancing and prancing and glancing and dancing, Recoiling, turmoiling and toiling and boiling, And gleaming and streaming and steaming and beaming, And rushing and flushing and brushing and gushing, And flapping and rapping and clapping and slapping, And curling and whirling and purling and twirling, And thumping and plumping and bumping and jumping, And dashing and flashing and splashing and clashing And so never ending, but always descending, Sounds and motions forever and ever are blending, All at once and all oer, with a mighty uproar, And this way the water comes down at Lodore.

They sin who tell us Love can die: with Life all other passions fly, all others are but vanity.

Where Washington hath left His awful memory A light for after times.

But what good came of it at last Quoth little Peterkin. Why, that I cannot tell, said he, But 'twas a famous victory.

The laws are with us, and God on our side.

So I told them in rhyme, For of rhymes I had store.

Never let a man imagine that he can pursue a good end by evil means, without sinning against his own soul. The evil effect on himself is certain.

A stubborn mind conduces as little to wisdom or even to knowledge, as a stubborn temper to happiness

Live as long as you may, the first twenty years are the longest half of your life.

Oh, when a mother meets on high The babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight.

Through moss and through brake.

A kitten is in the animal world what a rosebud is in the garden.

Agreed to differ.

Blue, darkly, deeply, beautifully blue.

Love is indestructible. It's holy flame forever burneth from Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth.

The march of intellect.

And last of all an Admiral came, A terrible man with a terrible name, A name which you all know by sight very well, But which no one can speak, and no one can spell.