Adelaide Anne Procter

“Dreams grow holy put in action.”

“Know, dear little one! our FatherStill all tender thoughts retain.”

“Be strong to hope, O Heart!Look towards the light!”

“Be strong to love, O Heart!Thou wouldst be strong!”

“Shine, ye stars of heaven, Flowers and dreams again!”

“Words are mighty, words are living:Echoes in God's skies.”

“A little longer yet — a little longer,Shall murmur the sweet promise of the Spring!”

“A little longer still, and Heaven awaits thee,Our Sun a darkness, and our Day a Night.”

“A little longer, and thy Heart, Belovèd,Beloved, can we bid thee linger here!”

“I wept that all must die —And conquers all!"”

“Seated one day at the organ,Like the sound of a great Amen.”

“It quieted pain and sorrow,From our discordant life.”

“I have sought, but I seek it vainly,I shall hear that grand Amen.”

“Dreams grow holy put in action; work grows fair through starry dreaming,But where each flows on unmingling, both are fruitless and in vain.”

“Heaven unites again the links that Earth has broken!For on Earth so much is needed, but in Heaven Love is all!”

“I do not ask, O Lord, that life may beAught of its load;”

“I do not ask that flowers should always springOf things too sweet.”

“Joy is like restless day; but peace divineThrough Peace to Light.”

“How can a mother's heart feel cold or wearyAnd thrust those little angel hands aside?”

“Rejoice, oh! grieving heart,And pain is past.”

“Kind hearts are here; yet would the tenderest oneHave limits to its mercy; God has none.”

“Hours are golden links, God's tokenEre the pilgrimage be done.”

“If thou couldst trust, poor soul!Wisdom and sight are well, but trust is best.”