And often, glad no more,
We wear a face of joy because
We have been glad of yore.
Plain living and high thinking are no more.
The homely beauty of the good old cause
Is gone; our peace, our fearful innocence,
And pure religion breathing household laws.
Because the good old rule
Sufficeth them,--the simple plan,
That they should take who have the power,
And they should keep who can.
How does the meadow-flower its bloom unfold?
Because the lovely little flower is free
Down to its root, and in that freedom bold.
Like one that on a lonesome road
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And having once turned round walks on,
And turns no more his head,
Because he knows a frightful fiend
Doth close behind him tread.
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation!
Then conquer we must when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto, "In God is our trust!"
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Shall I ask the brave soldier who fights by my side
In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree?
Alas! how light a cause may move
Dissension between hearts that love!
Hearts that the world in vain had tried,
And sorrow but more closely tied;
That stood the storm when waves were rough,
Yet in a sunny hour fall off,
Like ships that have gone down at sea
When heaven was all tranquillity.
They never fail who die
In a great cause.
Of all tales 't is the saddest,--and more sad,
Because it makes us smile.
They love their land because it is their own,
And scorn to give aught other reason why;
Would shake hands with a king upon his throne,
And think it kindness to his Majesty.
The Puritan hated bear-baiting, not because it gave pain to the bear, but because it gave pleasure to the spectators.
The beautiful seems right
By force of Beauty, and the feeble wrong
Because of weakness.
Good critics, who have stamped out poets' hope,
Good statesmen, who pulled ruin on the state,
Good patriots, who for a theory risked a cause.
Because right is right, to follow right
Were wisdom in the scorn of consequence.
I do but sing because I must,
And pipe but as the linnets sing.
Ay, knave, because thou strikest as a knight,
Being but knave, I hate thee all the more.
O great and sane and simple race of brutes
That own no lust because they have no law
Then to side with Truth is noble when we share her wretched crust,
Ere her cause bring fame and profit, and 't is prosperous to be just;
Then it is the brave man chooses, while the coward stands aside,
Doubting in his abject spirit, till his Lord is crucified.
Now the heart is so full that a drop overfills it;
We are happy now because God wills it.
They only the victory win
Who have fought the good fight and have vanquished the demon that tempts us within;
Who have held to their faith unseduced by the prize that the world holds on high;
Who have dared for a high cause to suffer, resist, fight--if need be, to die.
If the light is
It is because God said Let there be light.'
The Republican form of government is the highest form of government: but because of this it requires the highest type of human nature--a type nowhere at present existing.
Evolution is not a force but a process; not a cause but a law.
You have not converted a man because you have silenced him.