MONTGOMERY, Robert Quotes
(1807-1855), English poet
If God hath made this world so fair, where sin and death abound, how beautiful, beyond compare, will paradise be found.
Not all the pomp and pageantry of worlds reflect such glory on the eye supreme, as the meek virtues of the holy man.
Home, the spot of earth supremely blest, a dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest.
Through every pulse the music stole, and held sublime communion with the soul; wrung from the coyest breast the imprisoned sigh, and kindled rapture in the coldest eye.
If God hath made this world so fair, where sin and death abound, how beautiful, beyond compare, will paradise be found!
Mystery of waters, never slumbering sea! impassioned orator, with lips sublime, whose waves are arguments to prove a God.
The soul, of origin divine, God's glorious image, freed from clay, in heaven's eternal sphere shall shine, a star of day! —The sun is but a spark of fire, a transient meteor in the sky; the soul immortal as its sire, shall never die.
There are no fragments so precious as those of time, and none are so heedlessly lost by people who cannot make a moment, and yet can waste years.