James Gates Percival Quotes

There are moments of life that we never forget, which brighten and brighten as time steals away.

Green sods are all their monument; and yet it tells A nobler history than pillared piles, Or the eternal pyramids.

Sweet flower, thou tellest how hearts as pure and tender as thy leaf, as low and humble as thy stem, will surely know the joy that peace imparts.

Night steals on; and the day takes its farewell, like the words of a departing friend, or the last tone of hallowed music in a minister's aisles, heard when it floats along the shade of elms, in the still place of graves.

I am one who finds within me a nobility that spurns the idle pratings of the great, and their mean boasts of what their fathers were, while they themselves are fools effeminate.

How awful is that hour when con, science stings.

The world is full of poetry. The air is living with its spirit; and the waves dance to the music of its melodies, and sparkle in its brightness.

The thundering voice that wrings, in one dark, damning moment, crimes of years!