...never lead unless you lift," and Emerson always lifted. " When a man lives with God, his voice shall be sweet as the murmur of the brook and the rustle of the corn. . . . Do not rely on heavenly favor, or on compassion to folly, or on prudence, on common-sense, the...

...we shall gladly disburthen the memory of its hoarded treasures as old rubbish, l) When a 'man lives with God, his voice shall be as sweet as the murmur of the brook and the rustle of the corn. If And now at last the highest truth on this subject remains unsaid ; probably, cannot be said ; for...

...apologetic, . . . he is ashamed before the blade of grass or \ the blowing rose." " When a man lives with God, his voice shall be as sweet as the murmur of the brook and the rustle of the corn." "Ever does natural beauty steal in like air, and envelope great actions. ... In private places, among...

...perception, we shall gladly disburden the memory of its hoarded treasures as old rubbish. When a man lives with God, | his voice shall be as sweet as the murmur of the \ iw ~ -1 brook and the rustle of the corn. /And now at last the highest truth on this subject remains...

...acrostic — read it forward, backward or across, it still spells the same thing"; "When a man lives with God, his voice shall be as sweet as the murmur of the brook and the rustle of the corn," and, so, on. Some of the most satisfactory essays he has written are those which deal with Beauty, as a...

...This is not because the hero is no hero, but because the valet is a valet. -Hegel. When a man lives with God, his voice shall be as sweet as the murmur of the brook and the rustle of the corn. —Emerson. The truest self-respect is not to think of self. — Hen1y Ward Reechcr. Our doubts are...

...Ideal and the power of will to follow after it. These are the qualifications needed to make his life "as sweet as the murmur of the brook and the rustle of the corn ;" and, walking in this higher path, he can well afford to scorn low pleasures. He can sing with Hafiz of its...

...virtue or vice emit a breath every moment. August Thirtieth. August Thirty-first. When a man lives with God, his voice shall be as sweet as the murmur of the brook and the rustle of the corn. SEPTEMBER. One harvest from thy field. Homeward brought the oxen strong. September Pint. Fairest, choose...

...This is not because the hero is no hero, but because the valet is a valet. — Hegel. When a man lives with God, his voice shall be as sweet as the murmur of the brook and the rustle of the Corn. — Emerson. The truest self-respect is not to think of self. — Henry Ward Beecher. Our doubts are...

...perception, we shall gladly disburthen the memory of its hoarded treasures as old rubbish. When a man lives with God, his voice shall be as sweet as the murmur...probably, cannot be said ; for all that we say is the far off remembering of the intuition. That thought, by what I can now nearest approach to say it, is...