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Our wanton accidents take root, and grow To vaunt themselves God's laws.— filed under Accident
Pope's trans. Night's son was driving His golden-haired horses up; Over the eastern firths High flashed their manes.— filed under Aurora
The world goes up and the world goes down, And the sunshine follows the rain; And yesterday's sneer and yesterday's frown Can never come over again.— filed under Change
Changeless march the stars above, Changeless morn succeeds to even; And the everlasting hills, Changeless watch the changeless heaven.— filed under Constancy
The world will turn when we are earth As though we had not come nor gone; There was no lack before our birth, When we are gone there will be none. OMAR KHAYYAM. Bodenstedt's trans. The merry, merry lark was up and singing, And the hare was out and feeding on the lea; And the merry, merry bells below were ringing, When my child's laugh rang through me. Now the hare is snared and dead beside the snow-yard, And the lark beside the dreary winter sea; And the baby in his cradle in the churchyard Sleeps sound till the bell brings me.— filed under Death
Bryant's trans. Oh! 'tis easy To beget great deeds; but in the rearing of them- The threading in cold blood each mean detail, And furze brake of half-pertinent circumstance- There lies the self-denial.— filed under Deeds
High in the home of the summers, the seats of the happy immortals, Shrouded in knee-deep blaze, unapproachable; there ever youthful Hebé, Harmonié, and the daughter of Jove, Aphrodité, Whirled in the white-linked dance, with the gold-crowned Hours and Graces.— filed under Bias
Pope's trans. And we shall be made truly wise if we be made content; content, too, not only with what we can understand, but content with what we do not understand--the habit of mind which theologians call-and rightlyfaith in God.— filed under Faith
Day. All but God is changing day by day.— filed under God
Ignorance and Folly. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; Do noble things, not dream them all day long; And so make life, death, and that vast forever One grand, sweet song.— filed under Goodness
For men must work and women must weep.— filed under Labor
Letter II. Ay, marriage is the life-long miracle, The self-begetting wonder, daily fresh.— filed under Matrimony
OCCUPATIONS-ARCHITECTURE. 425 Grandeur *** consists in form, and not in size: and to the eye of the philosopher, the curve drawn on a paper two inches long, is just as magnificent, just as symbolic of divine mysteries and melodies, as when embodied in the span of some cathedral roof.— filed under Occupations-Alchemy
As we pledge the health of our general, who fares as rough as we, What can daunt us, what can turn us, led to death by such as he?— filed under Occupations-Military
"O Mary, go and call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, Across the sands o' Dee;" The western wind was wild and dank wi' foam, And all alone went she.— filed under Rivers-Isar
Every winter, When the great sun has turned his face away, The earth goes down into a vale of grief, And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables, Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay- Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses. C.— filed under Sows
The western tide crept up along the sand, And o'er and o'er the sand, And round and round the sand, As far as eye could see The rolling mist came down and hid the land: And never home came she. S.— filed under Tides
P. 231. The world goes up and the world goes down, And the sunshine follows the rain; And yesterday's sneer and yesterday's frown Can never come over again, Sweet wife. No, never come over again.— filed under Work
For science is * * * like virtue, its own exceeding great reward.— filed under Science
To be discontented with the divine discontent, and to be ashamed with the noble shame, is the very germ of the first upgrowth of all virtue.— filed under Virtue
For men must work and women must weep, And the sooner it's over the sooner to sleep, And good-bye to the bar and its moaning.— filed under Work