Her mind is inferior to that of man, and we know that it requires the strongest of minds to become a good politician.... She has n...ot sufficient stability of character. She would always follow the opinions of her father, brother or husband ... and this might do more hurt than good.... There is no need of it. There are men enough who have nothing else to do who can transact all necessary business.... If permitted to study politics she would understand the art of governing and she might usurp the authority of men and it would be rather revolting to our feelings to see her holding it over the lords of creation.... She is too fastidious. This needs no comment.... If woman should have the control of affairs, we should soon see woman placed in every department of office in the country, thus throwing many of our most distinguished men out of office, and of course out of employment, or they would not do anything else to support themselves, and would soon become pests to security.... she would soon be able to converse intelligently on the subject of politics, and on this subject equal men.... If we should see ladies attending conventions, traveling about the country in great carts drawn by many yoke of oxen, waving their pocket handkerchiefs to assembled multitudes, it would greatly shock our sensibilities.... She was never designed for it. Her eyes were never made to be spoiled in plodding over political trash.... I presume it would be quite as easy to give 40 times 40 reasons why gentlemen should not engage in politics with such fiery zeal that they sometimes do, as it is to give 40 why ladies should not engage in them as well.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Beware the dead. And hail them. They teach you drunkenness. You have your own place to drink. Hail and beware them, when they... come.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The only ways of enquiry that lead to knowledge ... the one way assuming that being is and that it is impossible for it not to be,... is the trustworthy path, for truth attends it. The Other, that non-being is and that it necessarily is, I call a wholly incredible course, since thou canst not recognize not-being ... nor couldst thou speak of it, for though and being are the same things.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Whyle I was abowte to chaunge myn olde lyff-- What sorowe I suffred, dyseese, angre and stryff,... Cracchynge myn here, my chekys all totare, Wrythynge my fyngres for angwysshe and care, Watrynge the erthe with my byttre salte teres That the crye of my syghes ascended to Goddys eres, My knees with myn handys grasped togedyre soore, And yitt I stode the same man I was afore Tyl a depe profounde remembraunce att the laste Hadd all my wrecchednesse afore myn eyn casteLESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
My flowery and green age was passing away, and I feeling a chill in the fires had been wasting my heart, for I was drawing ne...ar the hillside above the grave.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And what art thou, thou idol ceremony? What kind of god art thou, that suffer'st more... Of mortal griefs than do thy worshippers? What are thy rents? What are thy comings-in? O ceremony, show me but thy worth.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Here of this fustian animall, Till I enravisht climb into... The Godhead on this ladder doe: Where all my pipes inspir'de upraise And Heavenly musick, furr'd with praise.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »