Talk:Edward Bulwer-Lytton

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• Two lives that once part are as ships that divide
  When, moment on moment, there rushes between
  The one and the other a sea;—
  Ah, never can fall from the days that have been
  A gleam on the years that shall be!
  • A Lament. Compare: "Ships that pass in the night", Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Tales of a Wayside Inn, Part iii. "The Theologian’s Tale: Elizabeth" iv.

• Memory, no less than hope, owes its charm to “the far away.”
  • A Lament.

• When stars are in the quiet skies,
  Then most I pine for thee;
  
  Bend on me then thy tender eyes,
  As stars look on the sea.
  • When Stars are in the quiet Skies.

• Buy my flowers,—oh buy, I pray!
  The blind girl comes from afar.
  • Buy my Flowers.

• Every man has his price,
  I will bribe left and right.
  • Walpole (1785).

• No weapon that slays
  Its victim so surely (if well aimed) as praise.
  • Lucile (1860).