58 Quotes by Arthur Hugh Clough

Grace is given of god, but knowledge is bought in the market.

If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars.

In front, the sun climbs slow, how slowly, but westward, look, the land is bright.

Well, I know, after all, it is only juxtaposition, Juxtaposition, in short; and what is juxtaposition?

And almost every one, when age, Disease, or sorrows strike him, Inclines to think there is a God, Or something very like him.

It fortifies my soul to know That, though I perish, Truth is so: That, howsoe’er I stray and range, Whate’er I do, Thou dost not change. I steadier step when I recall That, if I slip Thou dost not fall.

Thou shalt not steal; an empty feat, When it’s so lucrative to cheat.

Put forth thy leaf, thou lofty plane, East wind and frost are safely gone; With zephyr mild and balmy rain The summer comes serenely on; Earth, air, and sun and skies combine To promise all that’s kind and fair: But thou, O human heart of mine, Be still, contain thyself, and bear.

My wind is turned to bitter north, That was so soft a south before; My sky, that shone so sunny bright, With foggy gloom is clouded o’er My gay green leaves are yellow-black, Upon the dank autumnal floor; For love, departed once, comes back No more again, no more.