24 Quotes by George Arnold

And he sang every night as he went to bed. 'Let us be happy down here below: the living should live, though the dead be dead.' Said the jolly old pedagogue long ago.

The living need more charity than the dead

O sweet September, thy first breezes bring The dry leaf’s rustle and the squirrel’s laughter, The cool fresh air whence health and vigor spring And promise of exceeding joy hereafter.

A silence reigns upon the air, Upon the pansies by the shore, Upon the violets, pale and fair, Upon the willow, bending o’er; The reeds and lilies silent grow, The dark green waters silent sleep, Save when the summer breezes blow, Or silvery minnows leap.

Experience is bitter, but its teachings we retain; It has taught me this – who once has loved, loves never on earth again!

I love this simple maiden, She grows upon me more and more, And – ask the moon who ’t was that kissed, Last night upon the shore!