Quotes by Robert Southey

A kitten is in the animal world what a rosebud is in the garden.

It is with words as with sunbeams-the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.

What will not woman, gentle woman dare, When strong affection stirs her spirit up?

How little do they see what really is, who frame their hasty judgments upon that which seems.

And this way the water comes down at Lodore.

How does the water Come down at Lodore?

Where Washington hath left His awful memory A light for after times!

And so never ending, but always descending.

Delaying and straying and playing and spraying, Advancing and prancing and glancing and dancing, Recoiling, turmoiling and toiling and boiling, And gleaming and streaming and steaming and beaming, And rushing and flushing and brushing and gushing, And flapping and rapping and clapping and slapping, And curling and whirling and purling and twirling, And thumping and plumping and bumping and jumping, And dashing and flashing and splashing and clashing; And so never ending, but always descending, Sounds and motions forever and ever are blending, All at once and all o'er, with a mighty uproar, And this way the water comes down at Lodore.

Thou hast been called, O sleep! the friend of woe; But 't is the happy that have called thee so.