Of my merit On that pint you yourself may jedge: All is, I never drink no sperit, Nor I haint never signed no pledge.
To be young is surely the best, if the most precarious, gift of life.
My soul is not a palace of the past.
I don't believe in principle, but I do in interest.
I who still pray at morning and at eve Thrice in my life perhaps have truly prayed, Thrice stirred below conscious self Have felt that perfect disenthrallment which is God.
There is surely room for yet another schoolmaster when a score of seers advertise themselves in Boston newspapers.
Many make the household but only one the home.
Worshippers of light ancestral make the present light a crime.
Here come the hum the golden bees Underneath full blossomed trees, At once with glowing fruit and flowers crowned.
The nunneries of silent nooks, the murmured longing of the wood.
Let us be thankful that there is no court by which we can be excluded from our share in the inheritance of the great poets of all ages and countries, to which our simple humanity entitles us.
The secret of force in writing lies not so much in the pedigree of nouns and adjectives and verbs, as in having something that you believe in to say, and making the parts of speech vividly conscious of it.
Now the heart is so full that a drop overfills it; We are happy now because God wills it.
A great part of human suffering has its root in the nature of man, and not in that of his institutions.
Pride of origin, whether high or low, springs from the same principle in human nature; one is but the positive, the other the negative, pole of a single weakness.
It is quite too common a practice, both in readers and the more superficial class of critics, to judge a book by what it is not, a matter much easier to determine than what it is.
Old events have modern meanings; only that survives of past history which finds kindred in all hearts and lives.
Before Man made us citizens, great Nature made us men.
He gives us the very quintessence of perception,-the clearly crystalized precipitation of all that is most precious in the ferment of impression after the impertinent and obtrusive particulars have evaporated from the memory.
Our seasons have no fixed returns, Without our will they come and go; At noon our sudden summer burns, Ere sunset all is snow.
I tell ye wut, my judgment is you're pooty sure to fail, Ez long 'z the head keeps turnin' back for counsel to the the tail.
Where Church and State are habitually associated, it is natural that minds, even of a high order, should unconsciously come to regard religion as only a subtler mode of police.
Console yourself, dear man and brother; whatever you may be sure of, be sure at least of this, that you are dreadfully like other people. Human nature has a much greater genius for sameness than for originality.
The purely Great Whose soul no siren passion could unsphere, Thou nameless, now a power and mixed with fate.
Fortune is the rod of the weak, and the staff of the brave.
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