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The horseman serves the horse, The neatherd serves the neat, The merchant serves the purse, The eater serves his meat; 'T is the day of the chattel, Web to weave, and corn to grind; Things are in the saddle, And ride mankind.
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The manly part is to do with might and main what you can do.
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In the vaunted works of Art The master stroke is Nature's part.
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Classics which at home are drowsily read have a strange charm in a country inn, or in the transom of a merchant brig.
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Whatever games are played with us, we must play no games with ourselves, but deal in our privacy with the last honesty and truth.
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God said, I am tired of kings, I suffer them no more; Up to my ear the morning brings The outrage of the poor.
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The blazing evidence of immortality is our dissatisfaction with any other solution.
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Oh, tenderly the haughty day Fills his blue urn with fire.
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Shall I tell you the secret of the true scholar? It is this: Every man I meet is my master in some point, and in that I learn of him.
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In the vaunted works of Art The master-stroke is Nature's part. 5.
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Every revolution was first a thought in one man's mind and when the same thought occurs in another man, it is the key to that era.
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If eyes were made for seeing, Then Beauty is its own excuse for being.
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Nor mourn the unalterable Days That Genius goes and Folly stays.
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The word liberty in the mouth of Mr. Webster sounds like the word love in the mouth of a courtesan.
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Self-reliance, the height and perfection of man, is reliance on God.
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We do not count a man's years until he has nothing else to count.
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Alcohol, hashish, prussic acid, strychnine are weak dilutions. The surest poison is time.
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For there's no rood has not a star above it; The cordial quality of pear or plum Ascends as gladly in a single tree, As in broad orchards resonant with bees; And every atom poises for itself, And for the whole.
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There are two laws discrete Not reconciled, Law for man, and law for thing.
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How can he today’s writer be honored, when he does not honor himself; when he loses himself in the crowd; when he is no longer the lawgiver, but the sycophant, ducking to the giddy opinion of a reckless public.
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Raphael paints wisdom, Handel sings it, Phidias carves it, Shakespeare writes it, Wren builds it, Columbus sails it, Luther preaches it, Washington arms it, Watt mechanizes it.
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Of course, he who has put forth his total strength in fit actions, has the richest return of wisdom.
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The hand that rounded Peter's dome, And groined the aisles of Christian Rome, Wrought in a sad sincerity, Himself from God he could not free; He builded better than he knew, The conscious stone to beauty grew.
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Things added to things, as statistics, civil history, are inventories. Things used as language are inexhaustibly attractive.