It is a noble land that God has given us: a land that can feed and clothe the world; a land whose coastlines would enclose half th...e countries of Europe; a land set like a sentinel between the two imperial oceans of the globe.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
As long as lightly all their livelong sessions, Like a yardful of schoolboys out at recess... Before their plays and games were organized, They yelling mix tag, hide-and-seek, hopscotch, And leapfrog in each other's way all's well.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In the last fifteen years or so, the women's novel has turned into the Amtrak of American literature; crashing through the gates a...t Aristotle, jumping the tracks at Horace, ignoring the flashing red lights at Boileau, and scooping up Alexander Pope in the cowcatcher. The rules are down and it's every stylist for herself in this best of all Tupperware parties, where plot and characterization have been replaced by the kind of non-stop chatter that enabled the French Foreign Legion to meet its enlistment quota for a hundred and fifty years. In the unlikely event that future scholars will bother to give our era a cultural tag, it will be called the Age of Women's Litter.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
[In government] the constant aim is to divide and arrange the several offices in such a manner as that each may be a check on the ...other--that the private interest of every individual may be a sentinel over the public rights.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 »
A doting father is not simply surprised when his little girl grows up, he is crushed. His love may have an invisible price tag tha...t sounds a shrill alarm when she edges toward independence, planting the notion that without his vigilant ardor she can never feel safe. He will always be there for her--as long as she still worships him, still turns only to him for solace and wisdom.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Withered murder, Alarumed by his sentinel, the wolf,... Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Leave now The shut gate and the decomposing wall:... The gentle serpent, green in the mulberry bush, Riots with his tongue through the hush Sentinel of the grave who counts us all!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »