Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc Quotes

Kings live in Palaces, and Pigs in sties,And youth in Expectation. Youth is wise.

Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc

Of three in One and One in three My narrow mind would doubting be Till Beauty, Grace and Kindness met And all at once were Juliet.

Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc

All men have an instinct for conflict: at least, all healthy men.

Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc

Of courtesy it is much less Than courage of heart or holiness Yet in my walks it seems to me That the Grace of God is in courtesy.

Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc

When I am dead, I hope it may be said: 'His sins were scarlet, But his books were read'.

Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc

Kings live in Palaces, and Pigs in sties, And youth in Expectation. Youth is wise.

Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc

Oh! let us never, never doubt What nobody is sure about!

Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc

The Microbe is so very small You cannot make him out at all, But many sanguine people hope To see him through a microscope.

Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc

So touch my dying lip: so bridge that deep: So pledge my waking from the gift of sleep, And, sacramental, raise me the Divine: Strong brother in God and last companion, Wine.

Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc

When the ephemeral vision's lure is past All, all, must face their Passion at the last.

Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc

Always keep ahold of Nurse For fear of finding something worse

Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc

That I grow sour, who only lack delight; That I descend to sneer, who only grieve; That from my depth I should condemn your height, That with my blame my mockery you receive Huntress and splendor of the woodland night Diana of this world, do not believe.

Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc

How did the party go in Portman Square? I cannot tell you; Juliet was not there. And how did Lady Gaster's party go? Juliet was next me and I do not know.

Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc

You shall receive me when the clouds are high With evening and the sheep attain the fold. This is the faith that I have held and hold, And this is that in which I mean to die.

Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc

A lovely river, all alone, She lingers in the hills and holds A hundred little towns of stone, Forgotten in the western wolds.

Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc
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