Except to heaven, she is nought; Except for angels, lone; Except to some wide-wandering bee, A flower superfluous blown; Except for winds, provincial; Except by butterflies, Unnoticed as a single dew That on the acre lies
Howard Mumford JonesEmerson then incarnated the moral optimism, the progress, and the energy of the American spirit.
Howard Mumford JonesIf the equality of individuals and the dignity of man be myths, they are myths to which the republic is committed.
Howard Mumford JonesOurs is the age which is proud of machines that think and suspicious of men who try to.
Howard Mumford Jones