Can I see another's woe, and not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, and not seek for kind relief?
We are here to learn to endure the beams of love
Heaven is in a grain of sand.
The stars are threshed, and the souls are threshed from their husks.
O thou who passest through our valleys in Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat That flames from their large nostrils! Thou, O Summer, Oft pitchest here thy golden tent, and oft Beneath our oaks hast slept, while we beheld With joy thy ruddy limbs and flourishing hair.
The strongest poison ever known came from Caesar's laurel crown.