Edmund Waller Quotes

Tea does our fancy aid, Repress those vapours which the head invade, And keeps that palace of the soul serene... view

By: Edmund Waller

Stronger by weakness, wiser men become... view

By: Edmund Waller

The fear of hell, or aiming to be blest, savors too much of private interest... view

By: Edmund Waller

The lark that shuns on lofty boughs to build, Her humble nest, lies silent in the field... view

By: Edmund Waller

To love is to believe, to hope, to know.. view

By: Edmund Waller

A narrow compass! and yet there Dwelt all that 's good, and all that 's fair.. view

By: Edmund Waller

The seas are quiet when the winds give o'er.. view

By: Edmund Waller

Poets that lasting marble seek Must come in Latin or in Greek... view

By: Edmund Waller

Poets lose half the praise they should have got, Could it be known what they discreetly blot... view

By: Edmund Waller

Others may use the ocean as their road.. view

By: Edmund Waller

Vexed sailors cursed the rain, for which poor shepherds prayed in vain... view

By: Edmund Waller

Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view, That stand upon the threshold of the new... view

By: Edmund Waller

Illustrious acts high raptures do infuse, And every conqueror creates a muse... view

By: Edmund Waller

How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair!.. view

By: Edmund Waller

His love at once and dread instruct our thought.. view

By: Edmund Waller

Go, lovely rose! Tell her that wastes her time and me That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be... view

By: Edmund Waller

Give us enough but with a sparing hand... view

By: Edmund Waller

Could we forbear dispute, and practise love, We should agree as angels do above... view

By: Edmund Waller

Circle are praised, not that abound, In largeness, but the exactly round... view

By: Edmund Waller

All human things Of dearest value hang on slender strings... view

By: Edmund Waller

And as pale sickness does invade, Your frailer part, the breaches made, In that fair lodging still more clear, Make the bright guest, your soul, appear... view

By: Edmund Waller

So must the writer, whose productions should Take with the vulgar, be of vulgar mould... view

By: Edmund Waller