Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm off from an anointed king;... The breath of worldly men cannot depose The deputy elected by the Lord.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Thinking as I do that the Creator of this world is a very cruel being, & being a worshipper of Christ, I cannot help saying: "the ...Son, O how unlike the Father!" First God Almighty comes with a thump on the head. Then Jesus Christ comes with a balm to heal it.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Put on your rubbers and you won't catch cold. Here's hell, there's heaven. Go to Sunday School.... Be patient, time brings all good things (and cool Strong balm to calm the burning at the brain?) Behold, Love's true, and triumphs, and God's actual.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
... the majority of colored men do not yet think it worth while that women aspire to higher education.... The three R's, a little ...music and a good deal of dancing, a first rate dress-maker and a bottle of magnolia balm, are quite enough generally to render charming any woman possessed of tact and the capacity for worshipping masculinity.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A man renowned for repartee Will seldom scruple to make free... With friendship's finest feeling, Will thrust a dagger at your breast, And say he wounded you in jest, By way of balm for healing.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
You see, male man was made with five strong senses to gather the truth of things and his mind is a threshing floor to clean his tr...uth in. This is often an unhappy thing, for man sees himself as he really is. Thus he is made very miserable. But he does not destroy himself because the female man was made with squint eyes so that she sees only those things which please her. And her threshing floor is cramped and cluttered. She cannot separate the wheat from the chaff. But she achieves a harvest that makes her happy. When she sees man fleeing from her own dish and he is blindly and divinely happy. Ah, yes, the female companion of man has the gift of the soothing-balm of lies.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
But we, in anchor-watches calm, The Indian Psyche's languor won,... And, musing, breathed primeval balm From Edens ere yet over-run; Marvelling mild if mortal twice, Here and hereafter, touch a Paradise.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »