Quotes by Julia Ward Howe

“Our sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn all that we have been able to teach them of charity, mercy and patience.”

“I know not why there is such a melancholy feeling attached to the remembrance of past happiness, except that we fear that the future can have nothing so bright as the past.”

“In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me As He died to make men holy let us die to make men free While God is marching on.”

“Mine eyes have seen the coming of the glory of the Lord.”

“All the sugar was in the bottom of the cup.”

“The strokes of the pen need deliberation as much as the sword needs swiftness.”

“Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord: He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored: He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword: His ...”

“In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me As He died to make men holy let us die to make men free While God is marching on.”

“Weave no more silks, ye Lyons looms,To deck our girls for gay delights!The crimson flower of battle blooms,And solemn marches fill the nights.”

“The flag of our stately battles, not struggles of wrath and greed, Its stripes were a holy lesson, its spangles a deathless creed: 'T was red with the blood of freemen and white with the fear of th...”

“What is the harvest of thy saints, O God! who dost abide? Where grow the garlands of thy chiefs In blood and sorrow dyed? What have thy servants for their pains? This only — to have tried.”

“Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord:He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword:His tru...”

“I have seen him in the watchfires of a hundred circling campsThey have builded him an altar in the evening dews and damps,I have read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps,His Day is ...”

“I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel:As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal;Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel,Since God is m...”

“He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat. Oh! be swift my soul to answer him, be jubilant my feet!Our God is march...”

“In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me:As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,While God is marching on.”

“He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,He is wisdom to the mighty, he is succour to the brave,So the world shall be his footstool, and the soul of Time his slave,Our God is marching...”

“Arise then... women of this day!Arise, all women who have hearts!”

“We, the women of one country,Will be too tender of those of another countryTo allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs.”

“From the bosom of a devastated Earth a voice goes up withOur own. It says: Disarm! Disarm!The sword of murder is not the balance of justice.Blood does not wipe our dishonor,Nor violence indicate po...”