Complete Poetical Works of Leigh Hunt Quotes

“POPPIES. We are slumberous poppies,     Lords of Lethe downs, Some awake, and some asleep,     Sleeping in our crowns. What perchance our dreams may know,     Let our serious beauty show. Central depth of purple,     Leaves more bright than rose, Who shall tell what brightest thought     Out of darkest grows? Who, through what funereal pain     Souls to love and peace attain? Visions aye are on us,     Unto eyes of power, Pluto’s alway setting sun,     And Prosérpine’s bower: There, like bees, the pale souls come For our drink with drowsy hum. Taste, ye mortals, also;     Milky-hearted, we; Taste, but with a reverent care;     Active-patient be. Too much gladness brings to gloom     Those who on the gods presume.”
― Leigh Hunt, Complete Poetical Works of Leigh Hunt

“Dream for a moment’s space of care and strife, Wake, stare, and smile, and that is human Life.”
― Leigh Hunt, Complete Poetical Works of Leigh Hunt