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World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
We are the movers and shakers
Of the world forever it seems.

Ode.

7975

    One man with a dream, at pleasure,
  Shall go forth and conquer a crown:
And three with a new song’s measure
  Can trample a kingdom down.

Ode.

7976

Each age is a dream that is dying,
Or one that is coming to birth.

Ode.

John Boyle O’Reilly. (1844–1890)

7977

    Though it lash the shallows that line the beach,
  Afar from the great sea-deeps,
There is never a storm whose might can reach
  Where the vast leviathan sleeps.
Like a mighty thought in a mighty mind
  In the clear cold depths he swims;
Whilst above him the pettiest form of his kind
  With a dash o’er the surface skims.

Prelude to the amber whale.

7978

They who see the Flying Dutchman never, never reach the shore.

The Flying Dutchman.

7979

Doubt is brother-devil to Despair.

Prometheus.

7980

The world is large when weary leagues two loving hearts divide
But the world is small when your enemy is loose on the other side.

Distance.

7981

Be silent and safe—silence never betrays you.

Rules of the Road.

7982

I ’d rather live in Bohemia than in any other land.

Bohemia.

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