Matthew Arnold

Truth sits upon the lips of dying men.

Truth sits upon the lips of dying men.

Ah, love, let us be true
To one another! for the world, which seems
To lie before read more

Ah, love, let us be true
To one another! for the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain.

All the biblical miracles will at last disappear with the progress of science.

All the biblical miracles will at last disappear with the progress of science.

The grand style arises in poetry, when a noble nature, treats with simplicity or with severity a serious subject

The grand style arises in poetry, when a noble nature, treats with simplicity or with severity a serious subject

Saw life steadily and saw it whole.

Saw life steadily and saw it whole.