We figure to ourselves
The thing we like; and then we build it up,
As chance will have it, on the rock or sand,--
For thought is tired of wandering o'er the world,
And homebound Fancy runs her bark ashore.
Near the lake where drooped the willow,
Long time ago!
Go where he will, the wise man is at home,
His hearth the earth, his hall the azure dome.
If the single man plant himself indomitably on his instincts, and there abide, the huge world will come round to him.
Discontent is the want of self-reliance: it is infirmity of will.
And with Cæsar to take in his hand the army, the empire, and Cleopatra, and say, "All these will I relinquish if you will show me the fountain of the Nile."
On a lone barren isle, where the wild roaring billows
Assail the stern rock, and the loud tempests rave,
The hero lies still, while the dew-drooping willows,
Like fond weeping mourners, lean over his grave.
The lightnings may flash and the loud thunders rattle;
He heeds not, he hears not, he's free from all pain;
He sleeps his last sleep, he has fought his last battle;
No sound can awake him to glory again!
I will sit down now, but the time will come when you will hear me.
Nature is more powerful than education; time will develop everything.
Everything comes if a man will only wait.
The world is a wheel, and it will all come round right.
"Will you walk into my parlour?" said a spider to a fly;
"'T is the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy."
He sendeth sun, he sendeth shower,
Alike they're needful to the flower;
And joys and tears alike are sent
To give the soul fit nourishment.
As comes to me or cloud or sun,
Father! thy will, not mine, be done.
I am in earnest. I will not equivocate; I will not excuse; I will not retreat a single inch; and I will be heard!
I will be as harsh as truth and as uncompromising as justice.
With reasonable men, I will reason; with humane men I will plead; but to tyrants I will give no quarter, nor waste arguments where they will certainly be lost.
The very mudsills of society.... We call them slaves.... But I will not characterize that class at the North with that term; but you have it. It is there, it is everywhere; it is eternal.
The star of the unconquered will.
For Time will teach thee soon the truth,
There are no birds in last year's nest!
Saint Augustine! well hast thou said,
That of our vices we can frame
A ladder, if we will but tread
Beneath our feet each deed of shame.
All things come round to him who will but wait.
A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Nothing that is can pause or stay;
The moon will wax, the moon will wane,
The mist and cloud will turn to rain,
The rain to mist and cloud again,
To-morrow be to-day.
"Yes," I answered you last night;
"No," this morning, sir, I say:
Colors seen by candle-light
Will not look the same by day.
Fondly do we hope, fervently do we pray, that this mighty scourge of war may speedily pass away. Yet, if God wills that it continue until all the wealth piled by the bondman's two-hundred and fifty years of unrequited toil shall be sunk, and until every drop of blood drawn with the lash shall be paid by another drawn with the sword, as was said three thousand years ago, so still it must be said, "The judgments of the Lord are true and righteous altogether."