Well, I know, after all, it is only juxtaposition, Juxtaposition, in short; and what is juxtaposition? Arthur Hugh Clough More Quotes by Arthur Hugh Clough More Quotes From Arthur Hugh Clough If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars. Arthur Hugh Clough liarsmaylying In front, the sun climbs slow, how slowly, but westward, look, the land is bright. Arthur Hugh Clough landmilitarysun Thou shalt not kill; but needst not strive officiously to keep alive. Arthur Hugh Clough suicidalstrivealive Come back again, old heart! Ah me! Methinks in those thy coward fears There might, perchance, a courage be, That fails in these the manlier years; Courage to let the courage sink, Itself a coward base to think, Rather than not for heavenly light Wait on to show the truly right. Arthur Hugh Clough lightheartthinking Allah isgreat, no doubt, and Juxtaposition his prophet. Arthur Hugh Clough juxtapositionprophetdoubt Grace is given of god, but knowledge is bought in the market. Arthur Hugh Clough givengraceknowledge For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding in, the main. And not by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light; In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly! But westward, look, the land is bright! Arthur Hugh Clough tiredlightland This world is bad enough maybe; We do not comprehend it; But in one fact can all agree God won't, and we can't mend it. Arthur Hugh Clough enoughfactsworld I watched them from the window, thy children at their play, And I thought of all my own dear friends, who were far, oh, far away, And childish loves, and childish cares, and a child's own buoyant gladness Came gushing back again to me with a soft and solemn sadness; And feelings frozen up full long, and thoughts of long ago, Seemed to be thawing at my heart with a warm and sudden flow. Arthur Hugh Clough sadnessheartchildren Truth is a golden thread, seen here and there In small bright specks upon the visible side Of our strange being's party-coloured web. Arthur Hugh Clough goldenhere-and-thereparty It fortifies my soul to know That, though I perish, Truth is so: That, howsoe'er I stray and range, Whate'er I do, Thou dost not change. I steadier step when I recall That, if I slip Thou dost not fall. Arthur Hugh Clough soulstepsfall A world where nothing is had for nothing. Arthur Hugh Clough world Idonot likebeingmoved:for thewill isexcited;andaction Is a most dangerous thing: I tremble for something factitious, Some malpractice of heart and illegitimate process; We are so proneto thesethings with our terrible notions of duty. Arthur Hugh Clough malpracticeprocessheart Say not the struggle nought availeth, The labour and the wounds are vain, The enemy faints not, nor faileth, And as things have been, things remain. Arthur Hugh Clough vainstruggleenemy There is no God', the wicked saith, 'And truly it's a blessing, For what he might have done with us It's better only guessing. Arthur Hugh Clough wickeddoneblessing When panting sighs the bosom fill, Arthur Hugh Clough painangeleye The horrible pleasure of pleasing inferior people. Arthur Hugh Clough horriblepleasurepeople No graven images may be Worshipped, except the currency. Arthur Hugh Clough currencyidolsmay O tell me, friends, while yet we part, And heart can yet be heard of heart, O tell me then, for what is it Our early plan of life we quit; From all our old intentions range, And why does all so wholly change? O tell me, friends, while yet we part! Arthur Hugh Clough quittingdoeheart There is a great Field-Marshal, my friend, who arrays our battalions; Let us to Providence trust, and abide and work in our stations. Arthur Hugh Clough providencemy-friendsfields
