 For humanity sweeps onward ; where to-day the martyr stands, On the morrow crouches Judas with the silver in his hands ; Far in front the cross stands ready and the crackling fagots burn, While the hooting mob of yesterday in silent awe return To glean...  Speeches, Addresses, and Occasional Sermons - Página 28por Theodore Parker - 1852Visualização integral - Acerca deste livro
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