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quest and subjugation, Rome, in the height of her glory, is not to be compared, — a power which has dotted over the surface of the whole globe with her possessions and military posts, whose morning drum-beat, following the sun, and keeping company with the hours, circles the earth with one continuous and unbroken strain of the martial airs of England.1
Speech, May 7, 1834.
One country, one constitution, one destiny.
Speech, March 15, 183". Sea of upturned faces.8 Speech, Sept. 30, 1842.
Knowledge is the only fountain both of the love and the principles of human liberty.
Completion of Bunker Hill Monument, June 17, 1843.
Justice, sir, is the great interest of man on earth.
On Mr. Justice Story, 1845.
I was born an American; I live an American; I shall die an American. Speech of July 17,1850.
1 Why should the brave Spanish soldier brag the sun never sets in the Spanish dominions, but ever shineth on one part or other we have conquered for our king?—Capt. John Smith, Advertisements for the Unexperienced, <fc. Coll. Mass. Hist, Soc, Third Series, Vol. iii. p. 49.
It may be said of them (the Hollanders) as of the Spaniards, that the sun never sets upon their dominions. — Gage's New Survey of the West Indies, Epistle Dedicatory. London, 1648. Ich heisse Der reichste Mann in der getauften Welt: Die Sonne geht in meinem Staat nicbt miter.
I am called
Schiller, Don Karlos, Act i. 5c. C. The sun never sets on the immense empire of Charles V.
Walter Scott, Life of Napoleon, February, 1807. 9 This phrase, commonly supposed to have originated with Mr. Webster, occurs in Rob Roy, Ch. xx.
468 IRVING. —NAPIER. — MUHLENBERG.
WASHINGTON IRVING. 1783-1859. Free-livers on a small scale, who are prodigal within
the compass of a guinea. The Stout Gentleman.
The Almighty Dollar, that great object of universal devotion throughout our land, seems to have no genuine devotees in these peculiar villages.1
The Creole Village.
SIR W. F. P. NAPIER. 1785-1860.
Napoleon's troops fought in bright fields, where every helmet caught some beams of glory, but the British soldier conquered under the cool shade of aristocracy; no honours awaited his daring, no despatch gave his name to the applauses of his countrymen; his life of danger and hardship was uncheered by hope, his death unnoticed. Peninsular War (1810). Vol. ii. Book xi. Ch. 3.
"WILLIAM A. MUHLENBERG. 1796-1877.
I would not live alway; I ask not to stay,
I would not live altcag.
1 Whilst that for which all virtue now is sold,
Ben Junson, Epistle to Elizabeth.
Peter Pindar, Odi lv. to Kim Long. DECATUR. — STORY. — PERRY. — JAMES. 469
STEPHEN DECATUR. 1779-1820.
Our country! In her intercourse with foreign nations, may she always be in the right; but our country,
right or wrong. Toast given at Norfolk, April, 1816.
JOSEPH STORY. 1779-1845.
Here shall the Press the People's right maintain,
Motto of the Salem Register. Life of Story, Vol. i. p. 187.
OLIVER H. PERRY. 1785-1820. We have met the enemy, and they are ours.
Letter to General Harrison, dated "United States Brig Niagara. Ofl the Western Sisters. Sept. 10, 1813. 4 P. M."
PAUL MOON JAMES. 1780-1854.
The scene was more beautiful, far, to the eye,
Than if day in its pride had arrayed it. The Beacon.
And o'er them the lighthouse looked lovely as hope. That star of life's tremulous ocean. Ibid. LORD BYRON. 1788-1824.
Farewell! if ever fondest prayer
For other's weal availed on high, Mine will not all be lost in air,
But wait thy name beyond the sky. FartKell! if ever.
I only know we loved in vain:
I only feel — Farewell! — Farewell! ibid.
"When we two parted
In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted,
To sever for years. When we two parted.
Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.
English Bards and Scotch Reviewers. Line 6. 'T is pleasant, sure, to see one's name in print; A book 's a book, although there's nothing in 't. Line 51.
With just enough of learning to misquote. Line 66.
As soon Seek roses in December, ice in June; Hope constancy in wind, or corn in chaff, Believe a woman, or an epitaph, Or any other thing that's false, before You trust in critics. Line 75.
Perverts the Prophets and purloins the Psalms. Line 326.
o Amos Cottle! Phoebus! what a name! Line 399.
So the struck eagle, stretched upon the plain,
No more through rolling clouds to soar again,
Viewed his own feather on the fatal dart,
And winged the shaft that quivered in his heart.1
Line 826. l Compare Waller. Page 176.
Yet truth will sometimes lend her noblest fires,
English Bards and Scotch Reviewers. Line 839.
Maid of Athens, ere we part,
Give, O, give me back my heart! Maid of Athens.
Had sighed to many, though he loved but one.
Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto i. Stanza 5.
If ancient tales say true, nor wrong these holy men.
Stanza 7. Maidens, like moths, are ever caught by glare, And Mammon wins his way where seraphs might despair. Stanza 9.
Such partings break the heart they fondly hope to heal.
Might shake the saintship of an anchorite. Stanz<i n.
Adieu, adieu! my native shore
Fades o'er the waters blue. Stanza 13.
My native land, good night! Ibid.
0 Christ! it is a goodly sight to see
What Heaven hath done for this delicious land.
In hope to merit heaven by making earth a hell.
Stanza 20. By Heaven! it is a splendid sight to see
For one who hath no friend, no brother there.
Stanza 40. Still from the fount of Joy's delicious springs Some bitter o'er the flowers its bubbling venom flings.1
.Standi 82. 'Medio de fonte leporum Surgit amari aliquid quod in ipsis fioribus angat.
Lucretius, iv. 1133.