Mrs. Barbauld Quotes. C.N. Douglas, comp. 1917. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical

C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.

Mrs. Barbauld


It is to hope, though hope were lost.	1
Meek-eyed Eve, her cheek yet warm with blushes, slow retires through the Hesperian gardens of the west, and shuts the gates of day.	2
Sweet daughter of a rough and stormy sire, hoar Winter’s blooming child, delightful Spring.	3
The first pale blossom of the unripened year.	4
The harvest song of inward peace.	5
This dead of midnight is the noon of thought, and wisdom mounts her zenith with the stars.	6
Twin sister of awkwardness.	7
Wisdom mounts her zenith with the stars.	8
Wisdom! I bless thy gentle sway, and ever, ever will obey.	9
With regard to the choice of friends, there is little to say; for a friend is never chosen. A secret sympathy, the attraction of a thousand nameless qualities, a charm in the expression of the countenance, even in the voice or manner, a similarity of circumstances,—these are the things that begin attachment.	10