“All that tread,The globe are but a handful to the tribes,That slumber in its bosom.”

“So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan which movesTo that mysterious realm where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry...”

“Can anything be imagined more abhorrent to every sentiment of generosity and justice, than the law which arms the rich with the legal right to fix, by assize, the wages of the poor? If this is not ...”

“The melancholy days have come the saddest of the year Of wailing winds and naked woods and meadows brown and sear.”

“Weep not that the world changes- did it keep a stable changeless state it were a cause indeed to weep.”

“Eloquence is the poetry of prose.”

“Easter blessingsAll lifes sacrifices like autumn leavesawaken our sensesand power to love and be wholeOur Mother Earth, Our Father Skyembraces our happiness and laughterPraise be to freedom and lif...”

“I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the h”

“Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love - that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic or ...”