The jealous keys of truth's eternal doors.

Fame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes - are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.

I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain The pavilion of Heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.

What! alive, and so bold, O earth?

If certain Critics were as clearsighted as they are malignant, how great would be the benefit to be derived from their writings!

Jesus Christ opposed with earnest eloquence the panic fears and hateful superstitions which have enslaved mankind for ages.

A Christian, a Deist, a Turk, and a Jew, have equal rights: they are men and brethren.