Slavery is no scholar, no improver; it does not love the whistle of the railroad; it does not love the newspaper, the mail-bag, a ...college, a book or a preacher who has the absurd whim of saying what he thinks; it does not increase the white population; it does not improve the soil; everything goes to decay.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Strike the concertina's melancholy string! Blow the spirit-stirring harp like any thing!... Let the piano's martial blast Rouse the Echoes of the Past,LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The great leading distinction between writing and speaking is, that more time is allowed for the one than the other, and hence dif...ferent faculties are required for, and different objects attained by each. He is properly the best speaker who can collect together the greatest number of apposite ideas at a moment's warning; he is properly the best writer who can give utterance to the greatest quantity of valuable knowledge in the course of his whole life. The chief requisite for the one, then, appears to be quickness and facility of perception--for the other, patience of soul and a power increasing with the difficulties it has to master. He cannot be denied to be an expert speaker, a lively companion, who is never at a loss for something to say on every occasion or subject that offers. He, by the same rule, will make a respectable writer who, by dint of study, can find out anything good to say upon any one point that has not yet been touched upon before, or who by asking for time, can give the most complete and comprehensive view of any question. The one must be done off-hand, at a single blow; the other can only be done by a repetition of blows, by having time to think and do better.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And Pity, like a naked newborn babe Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubin, horsed... Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself And falls on th' other--LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Pity, like a naked, new-born babe Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubins, horsed... Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Blow the dust off the clock. Your watches are behind the times. Throw open the heavy curtains which are so dear to you--you do not... even suspect that the day has already dawned outside.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Oh! that thy love might overflow my Heart! To fire the same with Love: for Love I would.... But oh! my streight'ned Breast! my Lifeless Sparke! My Fireless Flame! What Chilly Love, and Cold? In measure small! In Manner Chilly! See! Lord, blow the Coal: Thy Love Enflame in mee.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Instead of the scream of a fish hawk scaring the fishes, is heard the whistle of the steam-engine, arousing a country to its progr...ess.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It is a country full of evergreen trees, of mossy silver birches and watery maples,... a country diversified with innumerable lake...s and rapid streams, peopled with trout ... salmon, shad, and pickerel, and other fishes; the forest resounding at rare intervals with the note of the chickadee, the blue jay, and the woodpecker, the scream of the fish hawk and the eagle, the laugh of the loon, and the whistle of ducks along the solitary streams; at night, with the hooting of owls and howling of wolves; in summer, swarming with myriads of black flies and mosquitoes, more formidable than wolves to the white man. Such is the home of the moose, the bear, the caribou, the wolf, the beaver, and the Indian.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »