O chime of sweet Saint Charity, Peal soon that Easter morn When Christ for all shall risen be, And in all hearts new-born! That Pentecost when utterance clear To all men shall be given, When all shall say My Brother here, And hear My Son in heaven!
Pride and weakness are Siamese twins.
In the gain or loss of one race all the rest have equal claim.
And blessed are the horny hands of toil.
What visionary tints the year puts on, When falling leaves falter through motionless air Or numbly cling and shiver to be gone! How shimmer the low flats and pastures bare, As with her nectar Hebe Autumn fills The bowl between me and those distant hills, And smiles and shakes abroad her misty, tremulous hair!
No price is set on the lavish summer; June may be had by the poorest comer.
Christ was the first true democrat that ever breathed, as the old dramatist Dekkar said he was the first true gentleman.
The traitor to Humanity is the traitor most accursed; Man is more than Constitutions; better rot beneath the sod, Than be true to Church and State while we are doubly false to God.
The right of individual property is no doubt the very corner-stone of civilization, as hitherto understood; but I am a little impatient of being told that property is entitled to exceptional consideration because it bears all the burdens of the state. It bears those, indeed, which can be most easily borne, but poverty pays with its person the chief expenses of war, pestilence, and famine.
Fortune is the rod of the weak, and the staff of the brave.
Of my merit On that pint you yourself may jedge: All is, I never drink no sperit, Nor I haint never signed no pledge.
Winds wanders, and dews drip earthward; Rains fall, suns rise and set; Earth whirls, and all but to prosper A poor little violet.
The purely Great Whose soul no siren passion could unsphere, Thou nameless, now a power and mixed with fate.
It is curious how tyrannical the habit of reading is...
Death is delightful. Death is dawn, The waking from a weary night Of fevers unto truth and light.
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.
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.
Not a deed would he do, Not a word would he utter, Till he's weighed its relation To plain bread and butter.
It may be conjectured that it is cheaper in the long run to lift men up than to hold them down, and that the ballot in their hands is less dangerous to society than a sense of wrong is in their heads.
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.
A sneer is the weapon of the weak. Like other devil's weapons, it is always cunningly ready to our hand, and there is more poison in the handle than in the point.
Fate loves best such syllables as are sweet and sonorous on the tongue.
Tis as easy to be heroes as to sit the idle slaves.
Puritanism, believing itself quick with the seed of religious liberty, laid, without knowing it, the egg of democracy.
In the scale of the destinies, brawn will never weigh so mach as brain.
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