A man who will not leave his room because he does not know how, or is afraid to open the door, is trapped just the same whether or not the door is locked.

Who hath not own'd, with rapture-smitten frame, The power of grace, the magic of a name.

the soul of conversation is sympathy

Ye are brothers! ye are men! And we conquer but to save.

Our land, the first garden of liberty's tree-- It has been, and shall be, the land of the free.

Love! the surviving gift of Heaven, The choicest sweet of Paradise, In life's else bitter cup distilled.

He scorn'd his own, who felt another's woe.