War! war! war! Heaven aid the right! God move the hero's arm in the fearful fight! God send the women sleep in the long, long night, When the breasts…

- Edmund Clarence Stedman

Men are egotists, and not all tolerant of one man's selfhood; they do not always deem the amities elective.

- Edmund Clarence Stedman

Faith and joy are the ascensive forces of song.

- Edmund Clarence Stedman

The weary August days are long; The locusts sing a plaintive song, The cattle miss their master's call When they see the sunset shadows fall.

- Edmund Clarence Stedman

The imagination never dies.

- Edmund Clarence Stedman

Yes, there's a luck in most things; and in none more than being born at the right time.

- Edmund Clarence Stedman

A poet must sing for his own people.

- Edmund Clarence Stedman

Music waves eternal wands,-- Enchantress of the souls of mortals!

- Edmund Clarence Stedman

A critic must accept what is best in a poet, and thus become his best encourager.

- Edmund Clarence Stedman