What did Jean Ingelow mean by: It is a comely fashion to be glad; Joy is the grace we say to God. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England Copy
+ Tears are the showers that fertilize this world. Feraz Zeid, August 21, 2023December 12, 2023, Jean Ingelow, Tears, 0 - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
+ Reign, and keep life in this our deep desireOur only greatness is that we aspire. Feraz Zeid, January 18, 2024January 18, 2024, Jean Ingelow, Aspire, Greatness, Reign, 0 - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
+ O fateful flower beside the rill- The Daffodil, the daffodil! Feraz Zeid, January 18, 2024January 18, 2024, Jean Ingelow, Flower, 0 - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
+ When sparrows build and the leaves break forth My old sorrow wakes and cries. Feraz Zeid, January 18, 2024January 18, 2024, Jean Ingelow, Cry, Sorrow, Sparrows, 0 - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
+ we wish for more in life rather than more of it. Feraz Zeid, October 30, 2023December 27, 2023, Jean Ingelow, Wish, 0 - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
+ Youth! youth! how buoyant are thy hopes! they turn, like marigolds, toward the sunny side. Feraz Zeid, January 18, 2024January 18, 2024, Jean Ingelow, Teenage, Teens, 0 - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
+ You moon, have you done something wrong in heaven / That God has hidden your face? Feraz Zeid, January 18, 2024January 18, 2024, Jean Ingelow, Heaven, Moon, 0 - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
+ How short our happy days appear! How long the sorrowful! Feraz Zeid, July 28, 2023December 12, 2023, Jean Ingelow, Happiness, Time, 0 - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
Don’t wait to be happy to laugh… You may die and never have laughed. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We should laugh before being happy, for fear of dying without having laughed. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
All the brains in the world are powerless against the sort of stupidity that is in fashion. - Jean de La Fontaine Poet · France
Sadness flies on the wings of the morning, and out of the heart of darkness comes the light. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
At the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities. - Jean Houston Scholar
What makes old age so sad is, not that our joys, but that our hopes then cease. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
