Men of God have always, from time to time, walked among men, and made their commission felt in the heart and soul of the commonest hearer.

I wish to write such rhymes as shall not suggest a restraint, but contrariwise the wildest freedom.

The eye of prudence may never shut.

The search after the great men is the dream of youth, and the most serious occupation of manhood.

Real action is in silent moments.

Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown, Of thee, from the hill-top looking down; And the heifer, that lows in the upland farm, Far-heard, lows not thine ear to charm; The sexton tolling the bell at noon, Dreams not that great Napoleon Sto

God had infinite time to give us.... He cut it up into a near succession of new mornings, and, with each, therefore, a new idea, new inventions, and new applications.