A Quote by Robert Burns
Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing.
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See! From the brake the whirring pheasant springs,
And mounts exulting on triumphant wings;
Short is his joy! He feels the fiery wound,
Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground.
Man is saved by love and duty, and by the hope that springs from duty, or rather from the moral facts of consciousness, as a flower springs from the soil.
I wrote 'Triumphant Heart' and it made me feel triumphant.
I worry hope will crush me, the way love has so many times before. Are they so different, hope and love? O & E in the same place, half of the other in each word. Both swimming in unknowns. I’ve been through the big changes. These ones should seem easier in comparison, I should be more prepared, but they don’t and I’m not. Sometimes I feel like a broken-wing butterfly, clinging to a window screen. Afraid to let go. Afraid to stay. Wondering how much wing is enough to fly.
Hope springs eternal.
Hope springs forever.
I'm not left-wing, or right-wing. With only one wing I couldn't fly, and I just couldn't have that.
Cruelty is like hope: it springs eternal.
Hope springs eternal, even in politics.
It is a great mistake to suppose that thrift is caused only by fear; it springs from hope as well as from fear; where there is no hope, be sure there will be no thrift.
Hope springs eternal, even for hopeless crusades.
Hope can produce the finest and most permanent springs of action.
Hope never trickles down. It always springs up.
hope springs eternal, even in the heart of a fat girl.
I put my energy, voice, and spirit into fighting for anybody who wants to speak their voice. I don't care what the right wing, the left wing, or the chicken wing has to say.
Friends given by God in mercy and in love;
My counsellors, my comforters, and guides;
My joy in grief, my second bliss in joy;
Companions of my young desires; in doubt
My oracles; my wings in high pursuit.
Oh! I remember, and will ne'er forget
Our meeting spots, our chosen sacred hours;
Our burning words, that utter'd all the soul,
Our faces beaming with unearthly love;--
Sorrow with sorrow sighing, hope with hope
Exulting, heart embracing heart entire.
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