A PETITION TO TIME: A Poem by Bryan Waller Procter 1787-1874

Bryan_Waller_ProcterTouch Us gently, Time.
Let us glide adown thy stream
Gently, as we sometimes glide
Through a quiet dream.
Humble voyagers are we:
Husband, wife, and children three
(One is lost, — an angel, fled
To the azure overhead).

Touch us gently, Time.
We’ve not proud or soaring wings;
Our ambition, our content,
Lies in simple things.
Humble voyagers are we,
O’er life’s dim, unsounded sea,
Seeking only some calm clime:
Touch us gently, gentle Time.

Bryan Waller Procter (Barry Cornwall)


Goodness is the greatest of all the virtues and dignities of the mind, being the character of the Deity.

Greatness is gained by a winding stair, and the power to do good is the true and lawful end of aspiring.

Lord Francis Bacon.