| Author |
Quotes |
| Alexander Pope | Hence the fool's paradise, the statesman's scheme, The air-built castle, and the golden dream, The maid's romantic wish, the chemist's flame, And poet's vision of eternal fame. |
| Alexander Pope | Hence the fool's paradise, the statesman's scheme, The air-built castle, and the golden dream, The maid's romantic wish, the chemist's flame, And poet's vision of eternal fame. |
| Bible | I have also spoken by the prophets, and I have multiplied visions, and used similitudes, by the ministry of the prophets. |
| Bible | Where there is no vision, the people perish: but he that keepeth the law, happy is he. |
| James Clarence Harvey | I wonder if ever a song was sung but the singer's heart sang sweeter! I wonder if ever a rhyme was rung but the thought surpassed the meter! I wonder if ever a sculptor wrought till the cold stone echoed his ardent thought! Or, if ever a painter with light and shade the dream of his inmost heart portrayed! |
| John Dyer | So little distant dangers seem: So we mistake the future's face, Ey'd thro' Hope's deluding glass; As yon summits soft and fair, Clad in colours of the air, Which to those who journey near, Barren, brown, and rough appear. |
| Saint Thomas Aquinas | Concerning perfect blessed ness which consists in a vision of God. |
| Thomas Love Peacock | My thoughts by night are often filled With visions false as fair: For in the past alone, I build My castles in the air. |
| Edward Young | Fond man! the vision of a moment made! Dream of a dream! and shadow of a shade! |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | It is a dream, sweet child! a waking dream, A blissful certainty, a vision bright, Of that rare happiness, which even on earth Heaven gives to those it loves. |
| James Russell Lowell | An angel stood and met my gaze, Through the low doorway of my tent, The tent is struck, the vision stays, I only know she came and went. |
| John Milton | Gorgons, and Hydras, and Chimaeras dire. |
| John Milton | O visions ill foreseen! Better had I Liv'd ignorant of future, so had borne My part of evil only. |
| John Dryden | The people's prayer, the glad diviner's theme! The young men's vision, and the old men's dream. |
| Robert Burns | And like a passing thought, she fled In light away. |
| Thomas Fuller | Visions of glory, spare my aching sight! Ye unborn ages, crown not on my soul. |
| William Wordsworth | But shapes that come not at an earthly call, Will not depart when mortal voices bid. |
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