Ebenezer Elliott Quotes

Life is short, and time is swift; Roses fade, and shadows shift.

Almighty Father! let thy lowly child, Strong in his love of truth, be wisely bold,-- A patriot bard, by sycophants reviled. Let him live usefully, and not die old!

Daisies infinite Uplift in praise their little growing hands, O'er every hill that under heaven expands.

Sleep, to the homeless thou art home; the friendless find in thee a friend

What is a Communist? One who hath yearnings For equal division of unequal earnings, Idler or bungler, or both, he is willing, To fork out his copper and pocket your shilling.

The quivering flesh, though torture-torn, may live, but souls, once deeply wounded, heal no more.

Tis toil's reward, that sweetens industry, As love inspires with strength the enraptur'd thrush.

Again the violet of our early days Drinks beauteous azure from the golden sun, And kindles into fragrance at his blaze.

Things of today? Deeds which are harvest for Eternity!

The streams, rejoiced that winter's work is done, Talk of to-morrow's cowslips as they run.

If't were not for my cat and dog, I think I could not live.

If't were not for my cat and dog I think I could not live.

What is a Communist? One who hath yearnings For equal division of unequal earnings Idler or bungler or both he is willing To fork out his copper and pocket your shilling.

What is a Communist? One who hath yearnings for equal division of unequal earnings.