Christopher Cranch Quotes & Sayings
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Thought is deeper than all speech, Feeling deeper than all thought; Souls to souls can never teach What unto themselves was taught. — Christopher Pearse Cranch

Beautiful and rare Aurora,
In the heavens thou art their Flora — Christopher Pearse Cranch

Fashion and riches will mask much annoyance ... — Christopher Pearse Cranch

O Light divine! we need no fuller test That all is ordered well; We know enough to trust that all is best Where Love and Wisdom dwell. — Christopher Pearse Cranch

We are spirits clad in veils; Man by man was never seen; All our deep communing fails To remove the shadowy screen. — Christopher Pearse Cranch

No night so wild but brings the constant sun With love and power untold; No time so dark but through its woof there run Some blessed threads of gold. — Christopher Pearse Cranch

I become more and more inclined to sink the minister in the man, and abandon my present calling in toto as a profession ... to create a living religion in landscape painting. — Christopher Pearse Cranch

December drops no weak, relenting tear, By our fond summer sympathies ensnared; Nor from the perfect circle of the year Can even winter's crystal gems be spared. — Christopher Pearse Cranch

But now I rejoice when, in my winter studio, I can spread out my summer studies and recall through them the beautiful season and places which gave them being. Here the painter feels how small things may suggest the greater - the drop of water, image the firmament. — Christopher Pearse Cranch

If there comes a little thaw, Still the air is chill and raw, Here and there a patch of snow, Dirtier than the ground below, Dribbles down a marshy flood; Ankle-deep you stick in mud In the meadows while you sing, This is Spring. — Christopher Pearse Cranch

We are spirits clad in veils. — Christopher Pearse Cranch

He that would earn the Poet's sacred name, Must write for future as for present ages. — Christopher Pearse Cranch