Leigh Hunt Quotes

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace And saw within the moonlight in his room Making it rich and like a lily in bloom An angel writing in a book of gold Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold And to the presence in the room he said - "What writest thou?" The Vision raised its head And with a look made all of sweet accord Answered "The names of those who love the Lord."
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The same people who can deny others everything are famous for refusing themselves nothing.
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Patience and gentleness is power.
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And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.
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Patience and gentleness is power.
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And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.
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Stolen kisses are always sweetest.
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Jenny kissed me when we met Jumping from the chair she sat in Time you thief who love to get Sweets into your list put that in. Say I'm weary say I'm sad Say that health and wealth have missed me Say I'm growing old but add Jenny kissed me.
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Whatever evil befalls us we ought to ask ourselves ... how we can turn it into good. So shall we take occasion from one bitter root to raise perhaps many flowers.
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It is a delicious moment certainly that of being well-nestled in bed and feeling that you shall drop gently to sleep. The good is to come not past the limbs are tired enough to render the remaining in one posture delightful the labor of the day is gone.
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Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace.
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Danger for danger's sake is senseless.
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When moral courage feels that it is in the right there is no personal daring of which it is incapable.
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Fail not to call to mind, in the course of the twenty-fifth of this month, that the Divinest Heart that ever walked the earth was born on that day; and then smile and enjoy yourselves for the rest of it; for mirth is also of Heaven's making.
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Mere grimness is as easy as grinning; but it requires something to put a handsome face on a story. Narratives become of suspicious merit in proportion as they lean to Newgate-like offenses, particularly of blood and wounds...
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Traveling in the company of those we love is home in motion.
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