Richard Hovey

Richard Hovey (1864 – 1900) was an American composer, poet and playwright.

Quotes

 * In all climes we pitch out tents, Cronies of the elements, With the secret lords of birth Intimate and free.
 * The Wander-lovers.

Along the Trail (1898)

 * The people blossoms armies and puts forth The splendid summer of its noiseless might.
 * "The Call of the Bugles", p. 5.


 * Nor love they least Who strike with right good will  To vanquish ill And fight God’s battle upward from the beast.
 * "The Call of the Bugles", p. 15.


 * Who would not rather founder in the fight Than not have known the glory of the fray?
 * "Two and Fate", p. 29.


 * Praise be to you, O hills, that you can breathe Into our souls the secret of your power!
 * "Comrades", p. 49.


 * I have need of the sky, I have business with the grass; I will up and get me away where the hawk is wheeling Lone and high, And the slow clouds go by. I will get me away to the waters that glass The clouds as they pass. I will get me away to the woods.
 * "I have Need of the Sky", p. 56.


 * Spring in the world! And all things are made new!
 * "Spring", p. 58.


 * For ’t is always fair weather When good fellows get together With a stein on the table and a good song ringing clear.
 * "Spring", p. 60.


 * The East and the West in the spring of the world shall blend As a man and a woman that plight Their troth in the warm spring night.
 * "Spring", p. 61. Compare: "Oh, East is East and West is West and never the twain shall meet", Rudyard Kipling.


 * The great white cold walks abroad!
 * "Dartmouth Winter-song", p. 80.


 * How loving is the Lord God and how strong withal!
 * "Benzaquen", p. 109.


 * Shall the iron argue with the smith what it would be? Or, shall the wrought iron reason with the monger To whom it would be sold?
 * "Benzaquen", p. 113.

The Marriage of Guenevere (1891)

 * Love seeks a guerdon; friendship is as God, Who gives and asks no payment.
 * Act i. Sc. 1.


 * Fair weather weddings make fair weather lives.
 * Act i. Sc. 3.


 * There is no sorrow like a love denied Nor any joy like love that has its will.
 * Act i. Sc. 3.


 * There are worser ills to face Than foemen in the fray; And many a man has fought because—  He feared to run away.
 * Act. iv. Sc. 3.