Celia Thaxter Citas

• Cuando en estas frescas mañanas voy a mi jardín antes de que nadie esté despierto, voy por el momento a la felicidad perfecta.

  Celia Thaxter

  Time, Morning, Garden

  "An Island Garden".

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• He who is born with a silver spoon in his mouth is generally considered a fortunate person, but his good fortune is small compared to that of the happy mortal who enters this world with a passion for flowers in his soul.

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  Flower, Passion, Garden

  Celia Thaxter (2008). “An Island Garden”, p.4, Applewood Books

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• De todas las cosas maravillosas del maravilloso universo de Dios, nada me parece más sorprendente que la plantación de una semilla en la tierra virgen y el resultado de ello. Toma esa semilla de amapola, por ejemplo: yace en tu palma, el más mínimo átomo de materia, apenas visible, una mota, la punta de un alfiler en volumen, pero dentro de ella está aprisionado un espíritu de belleza inefable, que romperá sus ataduras y emergerá de la tierra oscura y florecerá en un esplendor tan deslumbrante que desconcertará todos los poderes de descripción.

  Celia Thaxter

  Beauty, Lying, Dark

  Celia Thaxter (2008). “An Island Garden”, p.3, Applewood Books

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• Habrá un verano eterno en el corazón agradecido.

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  Inspirational, Summer, Grateful

  Celia Thaxter (1872). “Poems”, p.40

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• Cuando en estas frescas mañanas entro en mi jardín antes de que nadie esté despierto, entro por el momento en la felicidad perfecta. En esta hora divinamente fresca y tranquila, el bello rostro de cada flor me saluda con una alegría silenciosa. . . . Todas las preocupaciones, perplejidades y penas de la existencia, todas las cargas de la vida se deslizan de mis hombros y me dejan con el corazón de un niño pequeño que no pide nada más allá del momento presente de dicha inocente.

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  Morning, Children, Flower

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• Sad soul, take comfort, nor forget
  That sunrise never failed us yet.

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  Soul, Sunrise, Comfort

  Celia Thaxter (1896). “The Poems of Celia Thaxter”

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• One golden day redeems a weary year

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  Happiness, Years, Golden Days

  Celia Thaxter (1874). “Poems”, p.65

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• Ever since I could remember anything, flowers have been like dear friends to me, comforters, inspirers, powers to uplift and to cheer.

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  Uplifting, Cheer, Flower

  Celia Thaxter (2008). “An Island Garden”, p.5, Applewood Books

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• Like the musician, the painter, the poet and the rest, the true lover of flowers is born, not made.

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  Flower, Musician, Lovers

  Celia Thaxter (2008). “An Island Garden”, p.5, Applewood Books

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• As I work among my flowers, I find myself talking to them, reasoning and remonstrating with them, and adoring them as if they were human beings. Much laughter I provoke among my friends by so doing, but that is of no consequence. We are on such good terms, my flowers and I.

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  Friendship, Laughter, Flower

  Celia Thaxter (2008). “An Island Garden”, p.92, Applewood Books

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• This very act of planting a seed in the earth has in it to me something beautiful. I always do it with a joy that is largely mixed with awe.

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  Beautiful, Summer, Joy

  Celia Thaxter (2008). “An Island Garden”, p.25, Applewood Books

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• I wonder what spendthrift chose to spill
  Such a bright gold under my windowsill!
  Is it fair gold? Does it glitter still?
  Bless me! It's a daffodil!

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  Gold, Doe, Glitter

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• Peacefully
  The quiet stars came out, one after one;
  The holy twilight fell upon the sea,
  The summer day was done.

  Celia Thaxter

  Summer, Stars, Twilight

  Celia Thaxter (1872). “Poems”, p.51

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• Like the musician, the painter, the poet, and the rest, the true lover of flowers is born, not made. And he is born to happiness in this vale of tears, to a certain amount of the purest joy that earth can giver her children, joy that is tranquil, innocent, uplifting, unfailing.

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  Happiness, Uplifting, Children

  Celia Thaxter (2008). “An Island Garden”, p.5, Applewood Books

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• Early in April, as I was vigorously hoeing in a corner, I unearthed a huge toad, to my perfect delight and satisfaction; he had lived all winter, he had doubtless fed on slugs all the autumn. I could have kissed him on the spot.

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  Life, Autumn, Winter

  Celia Thaxter (2008). “An Island Garden”, p.56, Applewood Books

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• To stand by the beds at sunrise and see the flowers awake is a heavenly delight.

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  Flower, Sunrise, Bed

  Celia Thaxter (2008). “An Island Garden”, p.83, Applewood Books

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• When the snow is still blowing against the window-pane in January and February and the wild winds are howling without, what pleasure it is to plan for summer that is to be.

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  Summer, Healing, Winter

  Celia Thaxter (2008). “An Island Garden”, p.15, Applewood Books

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• The heart of God through his creation stirs, We thrill to feel it, trembling as the flowers That die to live again, his messengers, To keep faith firm in these sad souls of ours. The waves of Time may devastate our lives, The frosts of age may check our failing breath, They shall not touch the spirit that survives Triumphant over doubt and pain and death.

  Celia Thaxter

  Dolor, Flor, Corazón

  Celia Thaxter (1872). “Poems”, p.31

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• I am fully and intensely aware that plants are conscious of love and respond to it as they do to nothing else.

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  Love, Desire, Awareness

  Celia Thaxter (2008). “An Island Garden”, p.5, Applewood Books

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• Look to the East, where up the lucid sky; the morning climbs! The day shall yet be fair.

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  Morning, Sky, East

  Celia Thaxter (1896). “The Poems of Celia Thaxter”

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• Last week, when I went early into my garden, a rose-breasted grosbeak was sitting on the fence. Oh, he was beautiful as a flower. I hardly dared to breathe, I did not stir, and we gazed at each other fully five minutes before he concluded to move.

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  Beautiful, Flower, Moving

  Celia Thaxter (1896). “Letters of Celia Thaxter”

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• Cuando tengo la flor en la mano y pienso en intentar describirla, me doy cuenta de lo pobre criatura que soy, de lo impotentes que son las palabras ante tanta perfección.

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  Beauty, Flower, Thinking

  Celia Thaxter (2008). “An Island Garden”, p.76, Applewood Books

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• Once more their weird laughter of the loons comes to my ear, the distance lends it a musical, melancholy sound. For a dangerous ledge off the lighthouse island floats in on the still air the gentle trolling of a warning bell as it swings on the rocking buoy; it might be tolling for the passing of summer and sweet weather with that persistent, pensive chime.

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  Summer, Sweet, Laughter

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• Tan profundamente está implantado en mi alma el instinto del jardinero, que realmente amo las herramientas con las que trabajo; la horca de hierro, la pala, la azada, el rastrillo, la paleta y la regadera son objetos agradables a mis ojos.

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  Love, Eye, Iron

  Celia Thaxter (2008). “An Island Garden”, p.24, Applewood Books

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• The summer day was spoiled with fitful storm; At night the wind died and the soft rain dropped; With lulling murmur, and the air was warm, And all the tumult and the trouble stopped.

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  Summer, Rain, Night

  Celia Thaxter (1896). “The Poems of Celia Thaxter”

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