Clear Grit: A Collection of Lectures, Addresses and Poems

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American Unitarian Association, 1913 - 328 strán (strany)

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Strana 112 - So may we join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead, who live again In minds made better by their presence — live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn Of miserable aims that end with self, In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars.
Strana 293 - the Choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence: live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn Of miserable aims that end with self, In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars.
Strana 212 - Wee, sleekit, cowrin', tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie! Thou need na start awa sae hasty Wi' bickerin' brattle! I wad be laith to rin an' chase thee, Wi' murderin' pattle! " I'm truly sorry man's dominion Has broken Nature's social union, And justifies that ill opinion Which makes thee startle
Strana 228 - pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a' that. " Then let us pray that come it may, (As come it will for a' that), That Sense and Worth o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree an' a' that! For a' that, an' a' that, It's comin' yet for a' that, That man to man the world o'er Shall brithers be for a' that.
Strana 213 - ensuin, Baith snell an' keen! " But, Mousie, thou art no thy lane, In proving foresight may be vain: The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men Gang aft agley, An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain, For promis'd joy!
Strana 250 - turning to Alice the soul of the first Alice looked out at her eyes with such a reality of representment that I became in doubt which of them stood before me or whose that bright hair was. And while I
Strana 214 - art blest, compared wi' me! The present only toucheth thee: But och! I backward cast my e'e On prospects drear! And forward, though I canna see, I guess an
Strana 89 - I will have never a noble, No lineage counted great; Fishers and choppers and ploughmen Shall constitute a state. " Call the people together, The young men and the sires, The digger in the harvest field, Hireling and him that hires; " And here in a pine state-house They shall choose men to rule In every needful faculty, In church and state and school.
Strana 220 - forfoughten sair eneugh, Yet unco proud to learn — Even then, a wish — I mind its power,— A wish that to my latest hour Shall strongly heave my breast, That I for poor auld Scotland's sake Some usefu' plan or book could make, Or sing a sang at least. The rough burr-thistle spreading wide Among the bearded bear, I turned the weeder-clips aside, And spared the symbol dear.
Strana 89 - The word of the Lord by night To the watching Pilgrims came, As they sat by the seaside, And filled their hearts with flame. " God said, I am tired of kings, I suffer them no more; Up to my ear the morning brings The outrage of the poor. " I will have never a noble, No lineage counted great; Fishers and choppers and ploughmen Shall constitute a state.

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