The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon. Jean Ingelow flowermoonnight Change image and share on social
I have lived to thank God that all my prayers have not been answered. Jean Ingelow answergodlive Change image and share on social
A healthful hunger for a great idea is the beauty and blessedness of life. Jean Ingelow beautyblessednessgreat Change image and share on social
And bitter waxed the fray; Brother with brother spake no word When they met in the way. Jean Ingelow bitterbrotherfray Change image and share on social
How gently rock yon poplars high Against the reach of primrose sky With heaven's pale candles stored. Jean Ingelow candlegentlyheaven Change image and share on social
When sparrows build and the leaves break forth, My old sorrow wakes and cries. Jean Ingelow breakbuildcry Change image and share on social
And old affront will stir the heart Through years of rankling pain. Jean Ingelow affrontheartpain Change image and share on social
Her face betokened all things dear and good, The light of somewhat yet to come was there Asleep, and waiting for the opening day, When childish thoughts, like flowers would drift away. Jean Ingelow asleepbetokenchildish Change image and share on social
Against her ankles as she trod The lucky buttercups did nod. Jean Ingelow anklebuttercuplucky Change image and share on social
It is not reason which makes faith hard, but life. Jean Ingelow faithhardlife Change image and share on social
