Occupation: Poet Birth: February 22, 1819 Death: August 12, 1891
Love lives on, and hath a power to bless when they who loved are hidden in the grave..
He who esteems the Virginia reel A bait to draw saints from their spiritual weal, And regards the quadrille as a far greater knavery Than crushing Hi….
Once to every man and nation, comes the moment to decide, In the strife of truth with falsehood, for the good or evil side; Some great cause, som….
Dear common flower, that grow'st beside the way, Fringing the dusty road with harmless gold, First pledge of blithesome May, Which children pluck, an….
I don't believe in principle, but I do in interest..
My soul is not a palace of the past..
Old events have modern meanings; only that survives of past history which finds kindred in all hearts and lives..
It was in making education not only common to all, but in some sense compulsory on all, that the destiny of the free republics of America was practic….
No man can produce great things who is not thoroughly sincere in dealing with himself, who would not exchange the finest show for the poorest reality….
Truth is quite beyond the reach of satire. There is so brave a simplicity in her that she can no more be made ridiculous than an oak or a pine..
Great truths are portions of the soul of man; Great souls are portions of eternity..
He's true to God who's true to man..
Who is it needs such flawless shafts as fate? What archer of his arrows is so choice, or hits the white so surely?.
Earth's biggest country 's gut her soul, An' risen up earth's greatest nation..
All free governments, whatever their name, are in reality governments by public opinion ; and it is on the quality of this public opinion that their ….
Ah, men do not know how much strength is in poise, That he goes the farthest who goes far enough..
To fail at all is to fail utterly..
Things always seem fairer when we look back at them, and it is out of that inaccessible tower of the past that Longing leans and beckons..
The thing we long for, that we are For one transcendent moment..
'Tis sorrow builds the shining ladder up, Whose golden rounds are our calamities, Whereon our firm feet planting, nearer God The spirit climbs, and h….
But better far it is to speak One simple word, which now and then Shall waken their free nature in the weak And friendless sons of men..