Poems of Arthur Hugh Clough

“Ah yet, when all is thought and said, The heart still overrules the head; Still what we hope we must believe, And what is given us receive;Must still believe, for still we hope That in a world of larger scope, What here is faithfully begun Will be completed, not undone.My child, we still must think, when we That ampler life together see, Some true result will yet appear Of what we are, together, here.””

— Arthur Hugh Clough

“Better a crust of black bread than a mountain of paper confections, Better a daisy in earth than a dahlia cut and gathered,Better a cowslip with root than a prize carnation without it””

— Arthur Hugh Clough

“For it is beautiful only to do the thing we are meant for””

— Arthur Hugh Clough