Is not the tremendous strength in men of the impulse to creative work in every field precisely due to their feeling of playing a r...elatively small part in the creation of living beings, which constantly impels them to an overcompensation in achievement?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If any proof were needed of the progress of the cause for which I have worked, it is here tonight. The presence on the stage of th...ese college women, and in the audience of all those college girls who will some day be the nation's greatest strength, will tell their own story to the world.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
How sweet I roam'd from field to field And tasted all the summer's pride,... Till I the Prince of Love beheld Who in the sunny beams did glide!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Well, something for a snowstorm to have shown The country's singing strength thus brought together,... That though repressed and moody with the weather Was nonetheless there ready to be freed And sing the wild flowers up from root and seed.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
[John] Brough's majority is "glorious to behold." It is worth a big victory in the field. It is decisive as to the disposition of ...the people to prosecute the war to the end. My regiment and brigade were both unanimous for Brough [the Union party candidate for governor of Ohio].LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Now I see our lances are but straws, Our strength as weak, our weakness past compare,... That seeming to be most which we indeed least are.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Till at latest lingering of the night, indeed just as the dawn appear'd,... My comrade I wrapt in his blanket, envelop'd well his form, Folded the blanket well, tucking it carefully over head and carefully under feet, And there and then and bathed by the rising sun, my son in his grave, in his rude-dug grave I deposited, Ending my vigil strange with that, vigil of night and battle-field dim, Vigil for boy of responding kisses, ( never again on earth responding,) Vigil for comrade swiftly slain, vigil I never forget, how as day brighten'd, I rose from the chill ground and folded my soldier well in his blanket, And buried him where he fell.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Vigil strange I kept on the field one night; When you my son and my comrade dropt at my side that day,... One look I but gave which your dear eyes return'd with a look I shall never forget, One touch of your hand to mine O boy, reach'd up as you lay on the ground,LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »