Robert Bridges Quotes


Whither, O splendid ship, thy white sails crowding, / Leaning across the bosom of the urgent West. - Robert Bridges



Wherefore to-night so full of care, / My soul, revolving hopeless strife? - Robert Bridges



When men were all asleep the snow came flying, / In large white flakes falling on the city brown, / Stealthily and perpetually settling and loosely lying, / Hushing the latest traffic of the drowsy town. - Robert Bridges



When first we met we did not guess that Love would prove so hard a master. - Robert Bridges



When Death to either shall come -- I pray it be first to me. - Robert Bridges