Thought takes man out of servitude, into freedom.

The world loves a spice of wickedness.

Simplicity in character, in manners, in style; in all things the supreme excellence is simplicity.

The Wreck of the Hesperus But the father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he.

How beautiful the silent hour, when morning and evening thus sit together, hand in hand, beneath the starless sky of midnight!

Where'er a noble deed is wrought, Where'er is spoken a noble thought, Our hearts in glad surprise To higher levels rise.

Sail on ship of state, sail on, I union, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, with all its hopes of future years, is hanging on thy fate!