The smaller your reality, the more convinced you are that you know everything.
His faithful dog salutes the smiling guest.
O leave this barren spot to me! Spare, woodman, spare the beechen tree.
The proud, the cold untroubled heart of stone, that never mused on sorrow but its own.
United States, your banner wears Two emblems--one of fame; Alas! the other that it bears Reminds us of your shame. Your banner's constellation types White freedom with its stars, But what's the meaning of the stripes? They mean your negroes' scars.
Love! the surviving gift of Heaven, The choicest sweet of Paradise, In life's else bitter cup distilled.