Treasure Island

Matthew Arnold

(1822-1888 / Middlesex / England)

Quotations

  • ''Thou waitest for the spark from heaven!''
    Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. The Scholar-Gipsy (l. 171). . . Selected Poems and Prose [Matthew Arnold]. Allot, Miriam, ed. (1993) J.M. Dent.
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  • ''Light half-believers of our casual creeds,
    Who never deeply felt, nor clearly will'd,
    Whose insight never has borne fruit in deeds,
    Whose vague resolves never have been fulfill'd.''
    Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. The Scholar-Gipsy, l. 172-5 (1853).
  • ''Still nursing the unconquerable hope,
    Still clutching the inviolable shade.''
    Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. The Scholar-Gipsy, st. 22 (1853).
  • ''each year we see
    Breeds new beginnings, disappointments new;''
    Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. The Scholar-Gipsy (l. 176-177). . . Selected Poems and Prose [Matthew Arnold]. Allot, Miriam, ed. (1993) J.M. Dent.
  • ''Once pass'd I blindfold here, at any hour,
    Now seldom come I, since I came with him.
    That single elm-tree bright
    Against the west—I miss it! is it gone?''
    Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. Thyrsis (l. 24-27). . . Selected Poems and Prose [Matthew Arnold]. Allot, Miriam, ed. (1993) J.M. Dent.
  • ''I fell her finger light
    Laid pausefully upon life's headlong train;—
    The foot less prompt to meet the morning dew,
    The heart less bounding at emotion new,
    And hope, once crush'd, less quick to spring again.''
    Matthew Arnold (1822-1888). Thyrsis (l. 137-141). . . Selected Poems and Prose [Matthew Arnold]. Allot, Miriam, ed. (1993) J.M. Dent.
  • ''That sweet city with her dreaming spires.''
    Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. "Thyrsis," l. 19 (1866). Referring to Oxford, where Arnold was Professor of Poetry at the university 1857-1867.
  • ''Unbreachable the fort
    Of the long-batter'd world uplifts its wall;
    And strange and vain the earthly turmoil grows,
    And near and real the charm of thy repose,
    And night as welcome as a friend would fall.''
    Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. Thyrsis (l. 146-150). . . Selected Poems and Prose [Matthew Arnold]. Allot, Miriam, ed. (1993) J.M. Dent.
  • ''Too rare, too rare, grow now my visits here,
    But once I knew each field, each flower, each stick;''
    Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. Thyrsis (l. 31-32). . . Selected Poems and Prose [Matthew Arnold]. Allot, Miriam, ed. (1993) J.M. Dent.
  • ''Yes, thou art gone! and round me too the night
    In ever-nearing circle weaves her shade.''
    Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), British poet, critic. Thyrsis, st. 14 (1866).

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East London

'Twas August, and the fierce sun overhead
Smote on the squalid streets of Bethnal Green,
And the pale weaver, through his windows seen
In Spitalfields, looked thrice dispirited.
I met a preacher there I knew, and said:
"Ill and o'erworked, how fare you in this scene?" -
"Bravely!" said he; "for I of late have been
Much cheered with thoughts of Christ, the living bread."
O human soul! as long as thou canst so

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