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God makes many poets, but he only gives utterance to a few.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
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O, the sweet, sweet twilight just before the time of rest, When the black clouds are driven away, and the stormy winds suppressed.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
Young Dandelion On a hedge-side Said young Dandelion Who'll be my bride? Said young Dandelion With a sweet air, I have my eye on Miss Daisy fair.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
If I had to write a book, I could not find anything in the world worth saying - as is indeed the case with many voluminous authors.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
A secret at home is like rocks under tide.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
Oh, the comfort - the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person - having neither to weigh thoughts nor to measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
O the green things growing, the green things growing, The faint sweet smell of the green things growing! I should like to live, whether I smile or grieve, Just to watch the happy life of my green things growing.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
according to the old joke, married people are often like little boys bathing, who cry with chattering teeth to the boys on the shore, 'Do come in, it's so warm' - it is not always warm.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
absence ... smothers into decay a rootless fancy but often nourishes the least seed of a true affection into full-flowering love.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
Be loving, and you will never want for love be humble, and you will never want for guiding.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
We have not to construct human nature afresh, but to take it as we find it, and make the best of it.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
There are no judgments so harsh as those of the erring, the inexperienced, and the young.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
Loud wind, strong wind, sweeping o'er the mountains, Fresh wind, free wind, blowing from the sea, Pour forth thy vials like streams from airy mountains, Draughts of life to me.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
Silence sweeter is than speech.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
Autumn Into earth's lap does throw Brown apples gay in a game of play, As the equinoctials blow.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
We never know through what Divine mysteries of compensation the great Father of the universe may be carrying out His sublime plan but those three words, God is love ought to contain, to every doubting soul, the solution of all things.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
O how beautiful is morning! How the sunbeams strike the daisies And the kingcups fill the meadow Like a golden-shielded army Marching to the uplands fair.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
Money is meant not for hoarding, but for using the aim of life should be to use it in the right way - to spend as much as we can lawfully spend, both upon ourselves and others. And sometimes it is better to do this in our lifetime, when we can see that it is well spent, than to leave it to the chance spending of those that come after us.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
How the sting of poverty, or small means, is gone when one keeps house for one's own comfort and not for the comfort of one's neighbors.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
An author departs he does not die.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
There can be - there ought to be - no medium course a love-affair is either sober earnest or contemptible folly, if not wickedness: to gossip about it is, in the first instance, intrusive, unkind, or dangerous in the second, simply silly.
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