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Arthur Hugh Clough
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Arthur Hugh Clough

poet, writer

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1819  – 1861

Arthur Hugh Clough was an English poet, an educationalist, and the devoted assistant to Florence Nightingale. He was the brother of suffragist Anne Clough and father of Blanche Athena Clough, who both became principals of Newnham College, Cambridge.

All Quotes by Arthur Hugh Clough

“’Twas on a sunny summer dayThat any save himself was there.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“Truth is a golden thread, seen here and thereOf our strange being’s party-coloured web.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“Come back again, old heart! Ah me!Wait on to show the truly right.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“Thought may well be ever ranging,Do it, Time is on the wing!”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“Loving—if the answering breastAbove all things—mind it, mind it!”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“When panting sighs the bosom fill,Which angels sing in heaven above?”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“Thy duty do? rejoined the voice,I know not, I will do my duty.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“Grace is given of God, but knowledge is bought in the market;Knowledge needful for all, yet cannot be had for the asking.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“A world where nothing is had for nothing.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“So in the sinful streets, abstracted and alone,I with my secret self held communing of mine own.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“Hope conquers cowardice, joy grief;Or at least, faith unbelief.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“Alas! the great world goes its way,Far less consider it again.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“Where lies the land to which the ship would go?Far, far behind, is all that they can say.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“And almost every one when age,Or something very like Him.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“Trust me, I’ve read your German sageWhom God deludes is well deluded.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“I sit at my table en grand seigneur,So pleasant it is to have money.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
““There is no God,” the wicked saith,It’s better only guessing.””
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“Say not the struggle nought availeth,And as things have been, things remain.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“For while the tired waves vainly breakingComes silent, flooding in, the main.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly,But westward, look, the land is bright.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“No graven images may beWorshipped, except the currency.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“Honour thy parents; that is, allOfficiously to keep alive.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“Thou shalt not covet, but traditionApproves all forms of competition.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“I watched them from the window, thy children at their play,Seemed to be thawing at my heart with a warm and sudden flow.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“Put forth thy leaf, thou lofty plane,Be still, contain thyself, and bear.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“Our ills are worse than at their easeAlas, who live not to detect.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“Each for himself is still the ruleThe devil take the hindmost, O!”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“O tell me, friends, while yet we part,O tell me, friends, while yet we part!”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“My wind is turned to bitter north,No more again, no more.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“’Tis possible, young sir, that some excessAnd not to use, but still correct one’s eyes.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough
“The highest political buzz word is not liberty, equality, fraternity or solidarity; it is service.”
— Arthur Hugh Clough