Leigh Hunt
Leigh Hunt
James Henry Leigh Hunt, best known as Leigh Hunt, was an English critic, essayist, poet, and writer...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth19 October 1784
tears lasts produce
Some tears belong to us because we are unfortunate; others, because we are humane; many, because we are mortal. But most are caused by our being unwise. It is these last only that of necessity produce more.
sorrow tears despair
Tears hinder sorrow from becoming despair.
loss sorrow tears
Tears and sorrows and losses are a part of what must be experienced in this present state of life: some for our manifest good, and ail, therefore, it is trusted, for our good concealed;--for our final and greatest good.
laughter sorrow tears
God made both tears and laughter, and both for kind purposes; for as laughter enables mirth and surprise to breathe freely, so tears enable sorrow to vent itself patiently. Tears hinder sorrow from becoming despair and madness.
english-poet hearts imagination
There are two worlds: the world we can measure with line and rule, and the world that we feel with our hearts and imagination.
kissing blue shade
We are violets blue, For our sweetness found Careless in the mossy shades, Looking on the ground. Love's dropp'd eyelids and a kiss,-- Such our breath and blueness is.
sea fishing rivers
Anglers boast of the innocence of their pastime; yet it puts fellow-creatures to the torture. They pique themselves on their meditative faculties; and yet their only excuse is a want of thought.
courage moral daring
When moral courage feels that it is in the right, there is no personal daring of which it is incapable.
perfection genius life-is
The perfection of conversational intercourse is when the breeding of high life is animated by the fervor of genius.
two lovely world
The two divinest things this world has got,A lovely woman in a rural spot!
feelings lasts delight
The last excessive feelings of delight are always grave.
beauty beautiful fashion
Beauty too often sacrifices to fashion. The spirit of fashion is not the beautiful, but the wilful; not the graceful, but the fantastic; not the superior in the abstract, but the superior in the worst of all concretes,-the vulgar.
children light hair
Hair is the most delicate and lasting of our materials, and survives us, like love. It is so light, so gentle; so escaping from the idea of death, that, with a lock of hair belonging to a child or friend, we may almost look up to heaven and compare notes with the angelic nature,--may almost say, "I have a piece of thee here not unworthy of thy being now.
sympathy selfish people
Sympathizing and selfish people are alike, both given to tears.