Quote#Time
Oh, friends, content you! this is much indeed
Quote byWilliam Morris · 1834–1896
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: The Earthly Paradise (1868–70), "Prologue: The Wanderers".
English (original)
Oh, friends, content you! this is much indeed, And we are paid, thus garnering for our need Your blessings only, bringing in their train God's blessings as the south wind brings the rain. And for the rest, no little thing shall be (Since ye through all yet keep your memory) The gentle music of the bygone years, Long past to us with all their hopes and fears.
— William Morris
More from William Morris
O thrush, your song is passing sweet But never a song that you have sung, Is half so sweet as thrushes sang When my dear Love and I were young.
Now such an one for daughter Creon had As maketh wise men fools and young men mad.
Wert thou more fickle than the restless sea, Still should I love thee, knowing thee for such.
I know a little garden-close Set thick with lily and red rose, Where I would wander if I might From dewy dawn to dewy night, And have one with me wandering.
The majesty That from man's soul looks through his eager eyes.
From out the throng and stress of lies, From out the painful noise of sighs, One voice of comfort seems to rise: "It is the meaner part that dies."