Samuel Rogers

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Fireside happiness, to hours of ease
Blest with that charm, the certainty to please.

Samuel Rogers (30 July 1763 - 18 December 1855) was an English poet.

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  • Sweet Memory! wafted by thy gentle gale,
    Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail.
    • The Pleasures of Memory, Part ii. i, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
  • She was good as she was fair,
    None—none on earth above her!
    As pure in thought as angels are:
    To know her was to love her.
    • Jacqueline, Stanza 1, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
  • The good are better made by ill,
    As odours crushed are sweeter still.
    • Jacqueline, Stanza 3, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
  • Mine be a cot beside the hill;
    A beehive's hum shall soothe my ear;
    A willowy brook that turns a mill,
    With many a fall, shall linger near.
    • A Wish, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
  • That very law which moulds a tear
    And bids it trickle from its source,—
    That law preserves the earth a sphere,
    And guides the planets in their course.
    • On a Tear, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
  • Go! you may call it madness, folly;
    You shall not chase my gloom away!
    There 's such a charm in melancholy
    I would not if I could be gay.
    • To ———, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
  • To vanish in the chinks that Time has made.
    • Pæstum, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
  • Ward has no heart, they say, but I deny it:

He has a heart, and gets his speeches by it.

    • Epigram, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

Human Life (1819)

  • A guardian angel o'er his life presiding,
    Doubling his pleasures, and his cares dividing.
  • Fireside happiness, to hours of ease
    Blest with that charm, the certainty to please.
  • The soul of music slumbers in the shell
    Till waked and kindled by the master's spell;
    And feeling hearts, touch them but rightly, pour
    A thousand melodies unheard before!
  • Then never less alone than when alone.
  • Those that he loved so long and sees no more,
    Loved and still loves,—not dead, but gone before,—
    He gathers round him.

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