The frontiers are not east or west, north or south; but wherever a man fronts a fact, though that fact be a neighbor, there is an ...unsettled wilderness between him and Canada, between him and the setting sun, or, farther still, between him and it. Let him build himself a log house with the bark on where he is, fronting IT, and wage there an Old French war for seven or seventy years, with Indians and Rangers, or whatever else may come between him and the reality, and save his scalp if he can.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I will not let thee go. I hold thee by too many bands:... Thou sayest farewell, and lo! I have thee by the hands, And will not let thee go.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
O Master, let me walk with thee In lowly paths of service free;... Tell me thy secret; help me bear The strain of toil, the fret of care;LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Let me enjoy the earth no less Because the all-enacting Might... That fashioned forth its loveliness Had other aims than my delight.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
My own heart let me more have pity on; let Me live to my sad self hereafter kind,... Charitable; not live this tormented mind With this tormented mind tormenting yet.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »