His breast was the seat of all those passions which degrade our nature, and disturb our reason. There they raged in a perpetual co...nflict; but avarice, the meanest of them all, generally triumphed, ruled absolutely, and in many instances, which I forbear to mention, most scandalously.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
His eloquence was of every kind, and he excelled in the argumentative as well as in the declamatory way. But his invectives were t...errible, and uttered with such energy of diction, and stern dignity of action and countenance, that he intimidated those who were the most willing and the best able to encounter him. Their arms fell out of their hands, and they shrunk under the ascendant which his genius gained over theirs.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
For I thought of her grave below the hill, Which the sentinel cypress tree stands over,... And I thought, "Were she only living still, How I could forgive her, and love her!"LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And the one bird singing alone to his nest, And the one star over the tower.... I thought of our little quarrels and strife, And the letter that brought me back my ring; And it all seem'd then, in the waste of life,LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The world is filled with folly and sin, And Love must cling where it can, I say:... For Beauty is easy enough to win; But one isn't loved every day.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Charles Eastman: There's always a place at the plant for a boy like that. Mrs. Eastman: But what are we going to do about him... socially? Earl Eastman: That's easy. We can all leave town.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I'm down here all alone, but as happy as a king--at least, as happy as some kings--at any rate, I should think I'm about as happy ...as King Charles the First when he was in prison.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »