The Past -- the dark unfathomed retrospect! The teeming gulf --the sleepers and the shadows! The past! the infinite greatness of the past! For what is the present after all but a growth out of the past?
O amazement of things-even the least particle!
And there is no trade or employment but the young man following it may become a hero.
And if the body were not the soul, what is the soul?
He most honors my style who learns under it to destroy the teacher.
There is no week nor day nor hour when tyranny may not enter upon this country, if the people lose their roughness and spirit of defiance.