Henry W. Grady: The Editor, the Orator, the Man

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Fleming H. Revell Company, 1896 - 106 sayfa
 

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Sayfa 56 - T is not in the high stars alone, Nor in the cups of budding flowers, Nor in the redbreast's mellow tone, Nor in the bow that smiles in showers, But in the mud and scum of things There alway, alway something sings.
Sayfa 88 - All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good shall exist; Not its semblance but itself; no beauty, nor good nor power Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour. The high that proved too high, the heroic for earth too hard, The passion that left the ground to lose itself in the sky, Are music sent up to God by the lover and the bard; Enough that he heard it once; we shall hear it by and by.
Sayfa 68 - And knowledge pour, From shore to shore, Light on the eyes of mental blindness. All slavery, warfare, lies, and wrongs, All vice and crime, might die together ; And wine and corn, To each man born, Be free as warmth in summer weather. The meanest wretch that ever trod, The deepest sunk in guilt and sorrow, Might stand erect In self-respect, And share the teeming world to-morrow. What might be done? This might be done, And more than this, my suffering brother — More than the tongue E'er said or...
Sayfa 43 - New occasions teach new duties ; Time makes ancient good uncouth ; They must upward still, and onward, who would keep abreast of Truth ; Lo, before us gleam her camp-fires! we ourselves must Pilgrims be, Launch our Mayflower, and steer boldly through the desperate winter sea, Nor attempt the Future's portal with the Past's blood-rusted key.
Sayfa 24 - O'er the drown'd hills, the human family, And stock reserved of every living kind, So, in the compass of the single mind, The seeds and pregnant forms in essence lie, That make all worlds.
Sayfa 68 - WHAT might be done if men were wise, What glorious deeds, my suffering brother, Would they unite In love and right. And cease their scorn of one another!
Sayfa 37 - And to die young is youth's divinest gift, — To pass from one world fresh into another, Ere change hath lost the charm of soft regret, And feel the immortal impulse from within Which makes the coming, life — cry, alway, on ! And follow it while strong — is Heaven's last mercy. There is a fire-fly in the southern clime Which shineth only when upon the wing ; So is it with the mind : when once we rest, We darken.
Sayfa 103 - No man or woman now living will see again such a Christmas day as the one which closed yesterday, when the dying sun piled the western skies with gold and purple. A winter day it was, shot to the core with sunshine. It was enchanting to walk abroad in its prodigal beauty, to breathe its elixir, to reach out the hands and plunge them open-fingered through its pulsing waves of warmth and freshness. It was June and November welded and fused into a perfect glory that held the sunshine and snow beneath...
Sayfa 40 - In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge man's search To vaster issues.
Sayfa 8 - Though all the ages are its lifetime vast ; Each soul that dies, in its most sacred whole Receiveth life that shall for ever last. And thus for ever with a wider span Humanity o'erarches time and death ; Man can elect the universal man, And live in life that ends not with his breath : And gather glory that increaseth still Till Time his glass with Death's last dust shall fill.

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