Quote by Caroline Norton, To My Books

Silent companions of the lonely hour,Friends, who can never alter or forsake,Who for inconstant roving have no power,And all neglect, perforce, must calmly take,--Let me return to you; this turmoil endingWhich worldly cares have in my spirit wrought,And, o'er your old familiar pages bending,Refresh my mind with many a tranquil thought:Till, haply meeting there, from time to time,Fancies, the audible echo of my own,'Twill be like hearing in a foreign climeMy native language spoke in friendly tone,And with a sort of welcome I shall dwellOn these, my unripe musings, told so well.


Silent companions of the lonely hour,Friends, who can never

Summary

This quote captures the solace found in books as silent companions during moments of loneliness. It describes books as friends who will never abandon or change, unaffected by the restlessness of the world. The speaker seeks refuge in books to escape the turmoil caused by worldly concerns and desires to find tranquility and clarity in their familiar pages. The act of reading allows the mind to be refreshed, bringing forth thoughts and ideas that resonate with the reader's own experiences. It evokes a sense of comfort, like hearing one's native language spoken warmly in a foreign land, and an appreciation for the power of literature to capture and express nuanced musings.

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By Caroline Norton, To My Books
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