Recollections of Louisa May Alcott, John Greenleaf Whittier, and Robert Browning: Together with Several Memorial Poems ...

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author, 1893 - 59 páginas
 

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Página 35 - I will be as harsh as truth, and as uncompromising as justice. On this subject I do not wish to think, or speak, or write, with moderation.
Página 48 - One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, Never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake.
Página 35 - Tell a man whose house is on fire to give a moderate alarm ; tell him to moderately rescue his wife from the hands of the ravisher ; tell the mother to gradually extricate her babe from the fire into which it has fallen ; but urge me not to use moderation in a cause like the present ! I am in earnest. I will not equivocate — I will not excuse — I will not retreat a single inch. AND I WILL BE HEARD.
Página 6 - Ay ! since the galloping Normans came, England's annals have known her name; And still to the three-hilled rebel town Dear is that ancient name's renown, For many a civic wreath they won, The youthful sire and the gray-haired son.
Página 49 - And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall change, shall become first a peace out of pain, Then a light, then thy breast, O thou soul of my soul! I shall clasp thee again, And with God be the rest!
Página 8 - The good Alcott : with his long, lean face and figure, with his gray worn temples and mild radiant eyes ; all bent on saving the world by a return to acorns and the golden age ; he comes before one like a kind of venerable Don Quixote, whom nobody can even laugh at without loving...
Página 6 - Stately and slow, with thoughtful air, His black cap hiding his whitened hair, Walks the Judge of the great Assize, Samuel Sewall the good and wise. His face with lines of firmness wrought, He wears the look of a man unbought, Who swears to his hurt and changes not; Yet, touched and softened nevertheless With the grace of Christian gentleness, The face that a child would climb to kiss! True and tender and brave and just, That man might honor and woman trust.
Página 24 - Philosophers sit in their sylvan hall And talk of the duties of man, Of Chaos and Cosmos, Hegel and Kant, With the Oversoul well in the van; All on their hobbies they amble away And a terrible dust they make; Disciples devout both gaze and adore, As daily they listen and bake.
Página 41 - Too light for thy deserving ; Thanks for thy generous faith in man, Thy trust in God unswerving. Still echo in the hearts of men The words that thou hast spoken ; No forge of hell can weld again The fetters thou hast broken. The pilgrim needs a pass no more From Roman or Genevan ; Thought- free, no ghostly tollman keeps Henceforth the road to Heaven ! •THE LAURELS.
Página 43 - Fool! All that is, at all, Lasts ever, past recall; Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure: What entered into thee, That was, is, and shall be: Time's wheel runs back or stops: Potter and clay endure.

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