Journeys Through Bookland Volume X Part 13

Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes may be wrought; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought. --Page 88.

And when the arrows of sunset Lodged in the tree-tops bright, He fell, in his saint-like beauty, Asleep by the gates of light. --Page 129.

Save me alike from foolish pride, Or impious discontent, Or aught thy wisdom has denied, Or aught thy goodness lent. --Page 173.

And there through the flash of the morning light, A steed as black as the steeds of night, Was seen to pa.s.s as with eagle flight. --Page 224.

Noiselessly as the springtime Her crown of verdure weaves, And all the trees on all the hills Open their thousand leaves. --Page 267.

Who dies in youth and vigor, dies the best, Struck through with wounds, all honest, on the breast. --Page 369.

(Volume V)

I was not ever thus, nor prayed that thou Shouldst lead me on; I loved to choose and see my path, but now Lead thou me on; I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will. Remember not past years. --Page 111.

Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. --Page 112.

This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man. --Page 112.

the knotted column of his throat, The ma.s.sive square of his heroic breast, And arms on which the standing muscle sloped, As slopes a wild brook o'er a little stone, Running too vehemently to break it. --Page 150.

Ye think the rustic cackle of your bourg The murmur of the world! --Page 156.

For man is man and master of his fate. --Page 158.

Perseverance gains its meed And Patience wins the race. --Page 316.

Forever float that standard sheet!

Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us? --Page 398.

He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before his judgment seat; O, be swift, my soul, to answer him! be jubilant, my feet!

Our G.o.d is marching on. --Page 399.

Silence! ground arms! kneel all! caps off!

"Old Blue-Light's" going to pray.

Strangle the foe that dares to scoff!

Attention! It's his way. --Page 401.

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To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late.

And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds, For the ashes of his fathers, And the temples of his G.o.ds. --Page 8.

When by my bed I saw my mother kneel, And with her blessing took her nightly kiss; Whatever Time destroys, he cannot this;-- E'en now that nameless kiss I feel. --Page 122.

Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea; Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea!

Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. --Page 122.

Sublime words make not a man holy and righteous, but it is a virtuous life that maketh him dear to G.o.d. --Page 134.

Who hath a stronger battle than he that useth force to overcome himself?

This should be our occupation, to overcome ourselves and every day to be stronger and somewhat holier. --Page 136.

And the sheen on their spears was like stars on the sea, Where the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. --Page 142.

Whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge; thy people shall be my people and thy G.o.d my G.o.d. --Page 144.

For we are all, like swimmers in the sea, Poised on the top of a huge wave of fate, Which hangs uncertain to which side to fall. --Page 186.

Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home. --Page 224.

"G.o.d bless us every one!" said Tiny Tim. --Page 309.

All hail'd, with uncontroll'd delight And general voice, the happy night, That to the cottage, as the crown, Brought tidings of Salvation down. --Page 357.

The short and simple annals of the poor. --Page 363.

The paths of glory lead but to the grave. --Page 363.

Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear; Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. --Page 365.

Along the cool, sequestered vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way. --Page 366.

He gained from Heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend. --Page 368.

Sloth, like rust, consumes faster than labor wears; while the used key is always bright. --Page 410.

He that riseth late must trot all day, and shall scarce overtake his business at night; while laziness travels so slowly that poverty soon overtakes him. --Page 410.

Have you somewhat to do tomorrow? Do it today. --Page 412.

For want of a nail the shoe was lost; for want of a shoe the horse was lost; and for want of a horse the rider was lost. --Page 414.

Beware of little expenses; a small leak will sink a great s.h.i.+p.

--Page 415.

'Tis foolish to lay out money in the purchase of repentance.

--Page 416.

Fools make feasts and wise men eat them. --Page 415.

'Tis hard for an empty bag to stand upright! --Page 418.

Experience keeps a dear school, but fools will learn in no other.

--Page 420.

(Volume VII)