A healthful hunger for a great idea is the beauty and blessedness of life.
Jean Ingelow

Against her ankles as she trod The lucky buttercups did nod.
Jean Ingelow

And bitter waxed the fray; Brother with brother spake no word When they met in the way.
Jean Ingelow

And old affront will stir the heart Through years of rankling pain.
Jean Ingelow

Her face betokened all things dear and good, The light of somewhat yet to come was there Asleep, and waiting for the opening day, When childish thoughts, like flowers would drift away.
Jean Ingelow

How gently rock yon poplars high Against the reach of primrose sky With heaven's pale candles stored.
Jean Ingelow

I have lived to thank God that all my prayers have not been answered.
Jean Ingelow

It is not reason which makes faith hard, but life.
Jean Ingelow

Man is the miracle in nature. God Is the One Miracle to man.
Jean Ingelow

The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon.
Jean Ingelow

When sparrows build and the leaves break forth My old sorrow wakes and cries.
Jean Ingelow