A Quote by Sophocles

Know'st not whate'er we do is done in love? — © Sophocles
Know'st not whate'er we do is done in love?

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Whate'er thy joys, they vanish with the day: Whate'er thy griefs, in sleep they fade away, To sleep! to sleep! Sleep, mournful heart, and let the past be past: Sleep, happy soul, all life will sleep at last.
Whate'er the talents, or howe'er designed, We hang one jingling padlock on the mind.
It fortifies my soul to know That, though I perish, Truth is so: That, howsoe'er I stray and range, Whate'er I do, Thou dost not change. I steadier step when I recall That, if I slip Thou dost not fall.
And I read the moral--A brave endeavour To do thy duty, whate'er its worth, Is better than life with love forever, And love is the sweetest thing on earth.
Dear God, I prayed, all unafraid (as we're inclined to do), I do not need a handsome man but let him be like You; I do not need one big and strong nor yet so very tall, nor need he be some genius, or wealthy, Lord, at all; but let his head be high, dear God, and let his eye be clear, his shoulders straight, whate'er his state, whate'er his earthly sphere; and let his face have character, a ruggedness if soul, and let his whole life show, dear God, a singleness of goal; then when he comes (as he will come) with quiet eyes aglow, I'll understand that he's the man I prayed for long ago.
Manner is all in all, whate'er is writ,The substitute for genius, sense, and wit.
Know'st thou yesterday, its aim and reason? Work'st thou will today for worthier things? Then calmly wait the morrow's hidden season, And fear thou not, what hap soe'er it brings
Whate'er is well conceived is clearly said, And the words to say it flow with ease.
Whate'er my doom; It cannot be unhappy: God hath given me The boon of resignation.
Tis said, fantastic ocean doth enfold The likeness of whate'er on land is seen.
Whate'er the passion, knowledge, fame, or pelf, Not one will change his neighbor with himself.
The things are mighty few on earth that wishes can attain. Whate'er we want of any worth, we've got to work to gain.
There is indeed a God that hears and sees whate'er we do. [Lat., Est profecto deus, qui, quae nos gerimus, auditque et videt.]
For me, my craft is sailing on,Through mists to-day, clear seas anon.Whate'er the final harbor be'T is good to sail upon the sea!
For forms of government, let fools contest; Whate'er is best administered, is best.
The mind is free, whate'er afflict the man, A King's a King, do Fortune what she can.
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