Richard Hovey
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Richard Hovey (1864 – 1900) was an American composer, poet and playwright.
Quotes
[edit]- In all climes we pitch out tents,
Cronies of the elements,
With the secret lords of birth
Intimate and free.- The Wander-lovers.
Along the Trail (1898)
[edit]- The people blossoms armies and puts forth
The splendid summer of its noiseless might.- "The Call of the Bugles", p. 5.
- Nor love they least
Who strike with right good will
To vanquish ill
And fight God’s battle upward from the beast.- "The Call of the Bugles", p. 15.
- Who would not rather founder in the fight
Than not have known the glory of the fray?- "Two and Fate", p. 29.
- Praise be to you, O hills, that you can breathe
Into our souls the secret of your power!- "Comrades", p. 49.
- I have need of the sky,
I have business with the grass;
I will up and get me away where the hawk is wheeling
Lone and high,
And the slow clouds go by.
I will get me away to the waters that glass
The clouds as they pass.
I will get me away to the woods.- "I have Need of the Sky", p. 56.
- Spring in the world!
And all things are made new!- "Spring", p. 58.
- For ’t is always fair weather
When good fellows get together
With a stein on the table and a good song ringing clear.- "Spring", p. 60.
- The East and the West in the spring of the world shall blend
As a man and a woman that plight
Their troth in the warm spring night.- "Spring", p. 61. Compare: "Oh, East is East and West is West and never the twain shall meet", Rudyard Kipling.
- The great white cold walks abroad!
- "Dartmouth Winter-song", p. 80.
- How loving is the Lord God and how strong withal!
- "Benzaquen", p. 109.
- Shall the iron argue with the smith what it would be?
Or, shall the wrought iron reason with the monger
To whom it would be sold?- "Benzaquen", p. 113.
The Marriage of Guenevere (1891)
[edit]- Love seeks a guerdon; friendship is as God,
Who gives and asks no payment.- Act i. Sc. 1.
- Fair weather weddings make fair weather lives.
- Act i. Sc. 3.
- There is no sorrow like a love denied
Nor any joy like love that has its will.- Act i. Sc. 3.
- There are worser ills to face
Than foemen in the fray;
And many a man has fought because—
He feared to run away.- Act. iv. Sc. 3.