"And hence one master passion in the breast,
Like Aaron's serpent, swallows up the rest."
--Pope, Essay on Man.
| Abraham's Bosom. | [206 L.J.] |
"Sweet peace, conduct his soul
to the bosom of good old Abraham."
--Shakespeare, Richard II 4:1.
| The Alabaster Box. | [169 L.J.] |
"Thou wilt not let her wash thy dainty feet
With such salt thing as tears or with rude hair
Dry them."
--Lowell, A Legend of Brittany.
| The Angel's Song. | [37 L.J.] |
"Blow, bugles of battle, the marches of peace,
East, west, north and south let the long quarrel cease:
Sing the song of great joy that the angels began,
Sing of glory to God and of good will to man!"