Quotes by Eliza Cook

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

Exaggeration misleads the credulous and offends the perceptive.

I prize the soul that slumbers in a quiet eye.

Who would not rather trust and be deceived?

A cheer then for the noble breast that fears not dangers post And like the lifeboat proves a friend When friends are wanted most.

A cheer then for the noblest breast That fears not dangers post And like the lifeboat proves a friend When friends are wanted most.

On what strange stuff Ambition feeds!

Though language forms the preacher Tis good works make the man.

Oh! Much may be done by defying The ghosts of Despair and Dismay And much may be gained by relying On Where theres a Will Theres a Way.

The span of life is waning fast Beware unthinking youth beware! Thy souls eternity depends Upon the record moments bear!

Theres a magical tie to the land of our home, which the heart cannot break, though the footsteps may roam.