I am persuaded that there is no affection of the human heart more exquisitely pure, than that which is felt by a grateful son towards a mother.
Hannah Moreit is the modern nature of goodness to exert itself quietly, while a few characters of the opposite cast seem, by the rumor of their exploits, to fill the world; and by their noise to multiply their numbers.
Hannah MoreImagination frames events unknown, In wild, fantastic shapes of hideous ruin, And what it fears creates.
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