I never was on the dull, tame shore, But I loved the great sea more and more. Bryan Procter dullgreatlove Change image and share on social
Half the ills we heard within our hearts are ills because we hoard them. Bryan Procter halfhearheart Change image and share on social
Oh, the summer night, Has a smile of light, And she sits on a sapphire throne. Bryan Procter lightnightsapphire Change image and share on social
Even Echo speaks not on these radiant moors. Bryan Procter echomoorradiant Change image and share on social
The sweetest noise on earth, a woman's tongue; A string which hath no discord. Bryan Procter discordearthhath Change image and share on social
Touch us gently, Time! Let us glide adown thy stream, Gently, - as we sometimes glide Through a quiet dream! Bryan Procter adowndreamgently Change image and share on social
O human beauty, what a dream art thou, that we should cast our life and hopes away on thee! Bryan Procter artbeautycast Change image and share on social
All round the room my silent servants wait, My friends in every season, bright and dim. Bryan Procter brightdimfriend Change image and share on social
There's not a wind but whispers of thy name; And not a flow'r that grows beneath the moon, But in its hues and fragrance tells a tale Of thee, my love. Bryan Procter beneathflowfragrance Change image and share on social
Pity speaks to grief More sweetly than a band of instruments. Bryan Procter bandgriefinstrument Change image and share on social
