Quotes by : Eliza Cook

There's a magical tie to the land of our home, which the heart cannot break, though the footsteps may....

Exaggeration misleads the credulous and offends the perceptive.

Who would not rather trust and be deceived?

A cheer then for the noblest breast That fears not danger's post And like the lifeboat proves a friend....

On what strange stuff Ambition feeds!

Oh! Much may be done by defying The ghosts of Despair and Dismay And much may be gained by relying On....

How cruelly sweet are the echoes that start, when memory plays an old tune on the heart!

The span of life is waning fast Beware unthinking youth beware! Thy soul's eternity depends Upon the....

A cheer then for the noble breast that fears not danger's post And like the lifeboat proves a friend....

I prize the soul that slumbers in a quiet eye.