What is lovely never dies, But passes into other loveliness, Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.
- Thomas Bailey Aldrich
We vivisect the nightingale To probe the secret of his note.
- Thomas Bailey Aldrich
The man who suspects his own tediousness is yet to be born.
- Thomas Bailey Aldrich
I like to have a thing suggested rather than told in full. When every detail is given, the mind rests satisfied, and the imagination loses the desire to use its own wings.
- Thomas Bailey Aldrich
No bird has ever uttered note That was not in some first bird's throat; Since Eden's freshness and man's fall No rose has been original.
- Thomas Bailey Aldrich
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