Echo Quotes
(1 - 10 of 20)Our echoes roll from soul to soul,
And grow for ever and for ever.
Blow, bugle, blow, more
Our echoes roll from soul to soul,
And grow for ever and for ever.
Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying,
And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.
What would it profit thee to be the first
Of echoes, tho thy tongue should live forever,
more
What would it profit thee to be the first
Of echoes, tho thy tongue should live forever,
A thing that answers, but hath not a thought
As lasting but as senseless as a stone.
Like--but oh! how different!
Like--but oh! how different!
The melancholy ghosts of dead renown,
Whispering faint echoes of the world's applause.
The melancholy ghosts of dead renown,
Whispering faint echoes of the world's applause.
Let echo, too, perform her part,
Prolonging every note with art;
And in a low expiring strain,
more
Let echo, too, perform her part,
Prolonging every note with art;
And in a low expiring strain,
Play all the comfort o'er again.
Hark! to the hurried question of Despair
"Where is my child?"--An echo answers--
"Where?"
Hark! to the hurried question of Despair
"Where is my child?"--An echo answers--
"Where?"
Even Echo speaks not on these radiant moors.
- Barry Cornwall (pseudonym of Bryan Waller Procter),
Even Echo speaks not on these radiant moors.
- Barry Cornwall (pseudonym of Bryan Waller Procter),
Mysterious haunts of echoes old and far,
The voice divine of human loyalty.
Mysterious haunts of echoes old and far,
The voice divine of human loyalty.
Echo waits with art and care
And will the faults of song repair.
Echo waits with art and care
And will the faults of song repair.
Multitudinous echoes awoke and died in the distance.
. . . .
And, when the echoes had more
Multitudinous echoes awoke and died in the distance.
. . . .
And, when the echoes had ceased, like a sense of pain was the
silence.
