Quotes from Edward Lytton-Bulwer

It shames man not to feel man's human fear, It shames man only if the fear subdue

On Sleep's soft lap the head without a crown Forgot the gilded trouble it had worn

to be Thine evermore; youth mingled with thy youth, Age with thine age; in thy grave mine; above, Spirit beside thy spirit; - this the love God teacheth man to pray for!