Bayard Taylor Quotes

I love thee, I love but thee With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold, And the stars grow old...

And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy's bonfire spread.

The bravest are the most tender; the loving are the daring.

From the desert I come to thee, On a stallion shod with fire; And the winds are left behind In the speed of my desire.

And the wind that saddens, the sea that gladdens, Are singing the selfsame strain.

Love's humility is love's true pride.

Fame is what you have taken, character is what you give; when to this truth you waken then you begin to live.

The loving are the daring.