Footnotes
[639:1] See Daniel Webster, page [532].
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EDMUND H. SEARS. 1810-1876.
Calm on the listening ear of night
Come Heaven's melodious strains,
Where wild Judea stretches far
Her silver-mantled plains.
Christmas Song.
It came upon the midnight clear,
That glorious song of old.
The Angels' Song.
MARTIN F. TUPPER. 1810-1889.
A babe in a house is a well-spring of pleasure.
Of Education.
God, from a beautiful necessity, is Love.
Of Immortality.
EDGAR A. POE. 1811-1849.
Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door,—
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
The Raven.
Whom unmerciful disaster
Followed fast and followed faster.
The Raven.
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
The Raven.
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted—Nevermore!
The Raven.
To the glory that was Greece
And the grandeur that was Rome.
To Helen.
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WENDELL PHILLIPS. 1811-1884.
Revolutions are not made; they come.
Speech, Jan. 28, 1852.
What the Puritans gave the world was not thought, but action.
Speech, Dec. 21, 1855.
One on God's side is a majority.
Speech, Nov. 1, 1859.
Every man meets his Waterloo at last.
Speech, Nov. 1, 1859.
Revolutions never go backward.
Speech, Feb. 12, 1861.
FRANCES ANNE KEMBLE. 1811- ——.
A sacred burden is this life ye bear:
Look on it, lift it, bear it solemnly,
Stand up and walk beneath it steadfastly.
Fail not for sorrow, falter not for sin,
But onward, upward, till the goal ye win.
Lines addressed to the Young Gentlemen leaving the Lenox Academy, Mass.
Better trust all, and be deceived,
And weep that trust and that deceiving,
Than doubt one heart, that if believed
Had blessed one's life with true believing.
Faith.
BARTHOLOMEW DOWLING.
Ho! stand to your glasses steady!
'T is all we have left to prize.
A cup to the dead already,—
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Revelry in India.