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Yes, in the poor man's garden grow

Far more than herbs and flowers

Kind thoughts, contentment, peace of mind,
And joy for weary hours.

The poor Man's Garden.

SARAH FLOWER ADAMS. 1805-1848.

Nearer, my God, to Thee!

Nearer to Thee!

E'en though it be a cross
That raiseth me,

Still all my song shall be,

Nearer, my God, to Thee!
Nearer to Thee!

Nearer, my God, to Thee.

He sendeth sun, he sendeth shower,
Alike they're needful to the flower;
And joys and tears alike are sent
To give the soul fit nourishment.
As comes to me or cloud or sun,
Father! thy will, not mine, be done.

He sendeth Sun, he sendeth Shower.

Once have a priest for enemy, good bye

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And let me tell thee, Beauseant, a wise proverb

The Arabs have, "Curses are like young chickens,

And still come home to roost."

Act v. Sc. ii.

You speak

Richelieu.

Act i. Sc. vi.

As one who fed on poetry.

Beneath the rule of men entirely great,

The pen is mightier than the sword.1

Ambition has no risk.

Take away the sword;

Act ii. Sc. ii.

Act iii. Sc. i.

States can be saved without it.

In the lexicon of youth, which fate reserves
For a bright manhood, there is no such word
As "fail."

Our glories float between the earth and heaven
Like clouds which seem pavilions of the sun.

The brilliant chief, irregularly great,
Frank, haughty, rash,

Ibid.

Ibid.

Act v. Sc. iii.

the Rupert of debate! 2

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So idly spoken, and so coldly heard;

Yet all that poets sing and grief hath known
Of hopes laid waste, knells in that word ALONE!

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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! 3

Part ii.

A Lament.

Memory, no less than hope, owes its charm to "the far

away."

When stars are in the quiet skies,

Then most I pine for thee;

1 See Burton, page 189.

Ibid.

In April, 1844, Mr. Disraeli thus alluded to Lord Stanley: "The noble lord is the Rupert of debate."

Ships that pass in the night. See Longfellow, page 644.

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.

There are times when the mirth of others only saddens us, especially the mirth of children with high spirits, that jar on our own quiet mood.

Kenelm Chillingly.

The man who smokes, thinks like a sage and acts like a Samaritan. Night and Morning. Chap. vi.

Happy is the man who hath never known what it is to taste of fame to have it is a purgatory, to want it is a hell. Last of the Barons. Book v. Chap. i.

A good heart is better than all the heads in the world.

The Disowned. Chap. xxxiii.

The easiest person to deceive is one's own self.

Chap. xlii.

The magic of the tongue is the most dangerous of all spells. Eugene Aram. Book i. Chap. vii.

Fate laughs at probabilities.

Chap. z.

In science, read, by preference the newest works; in literature, the oldest. The classics are always modern. Caxtoniana: Hints on Mental Culture.

EDWIN RANSFORD.

1805-1876.

In the days when we went gypsying

A long time ago;

The lads and lassies in their best

Were drest from top to toe.

In the Days when we went Gypsying.

CHARLES FENNO HOFFMAN. 1806–1884.

Sparkling and bright in liquid light

Does the wine our goblets gleam in;
With hue as red as the rosy bed

Which a bee would choose to dream in.
Then fill to-night, with hearts as light
To loves as gay and fleeting

As bubbles that swim on the beaker's brim
And break on the lips while meeting.

Sparkling and Bright.

WILLIAM LLOYD GARRISON. 1805-1879.

My country is the world; my countrymen are mankind.1 Prospectus of the Public Liberator, 1830.

I am in earnest. I will not equivocate; I will not excuse; I will not retreat a single inch; and I will be heard! 2 Salutatory of the Liberator, Jan. 1, 1831.

I will be as harsh as truth and as uncompromising as justice. The Liberator. Vol. i. No. 1, 1831.

The compact which exists between the North and the South is a covenant with death and an agreement with hell.3 Resolution adopted by the Antislavery Society, Jan. 27, 1843.

1 Socrates said he was not an Athenian or a Greek, but a citizen of the world. PLUTARCH: On Banishment.

Diogenes, when asked from what country he came, replied, “I am a citizen of the world." DIOGENES LAERTIUS.

My country is the world, and my religion is to do good. THOMAS PAINE: Rights of Man, chap. v.

This famous motto of Garrison's appears in several different forms. On the first number of the Liberator in 1831, the my was changed to our. In the Prospectus of December 15, 1837, it read: Our country is the world; our countrymen are all mankind.

2 See Disraeli's maiden speech, page 624. The time will come when you will hear me.

We have made a covenant with death, and with hell are we at agreement. Isaiah xxviii. 15.

With reasonable men, I will reason; with humane men I will plead; but to tyrants I will give no quarter, nor waste arguments where they will certainly be lost.

Life. Vol. i. Page 188.

Since the creation of the world there has been no tyrant like Intemperance, and no slaves so cruelly treated as his. Page 268. We may be personally defeated, but our principles

never.

Page 402.

The Sabbath, as now recognized and enforced, is one of the main pillars of Priestcraft and Superstition, and the stronghold of a merely ceremonial Religion.

Vol. iii. Page 224. Wherever there is a human being, I see God-given rights inherent in that being, whatever may be the sex or complexion. Page 390. The success of any great moral enterprise does not depend upon numbers.

Page 473.

You can not possibly have a broader basis for any government than that which includes all the people, with all their rights in their hands, and with an equal power to maintain their rights. Vol. iv. Page 224.

ISAAC MCLENNAN. 1806-1899.

New England's dead. New England's dead!
On every hill they lie;

On every field of strife, made red

By bloody victory.

New England's Dead.

The land is holy where they fought

And holy where they fell;

For by their blood that land was bought,

The land they loved so well.

Ibid.

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