When hands clasped hands, and lips to lips were pressed, And the heart’s secret was at once confessed?
ABRAHAM COLESWhen hands clasped hands, and lips to lips were pressed, And the heart’s secret was at once confessed?
ABRAHAM COLESThe weary Body, longing for repose, On the gained level of the day’s ascent, Halts for the night and pitches there its tent.
ABRAHAM COLESMuch of our ignorance is of ourselves. Our eyes are full of dust. Prejudice blinds us.
ABRAHAM COLESWithin a bony labrinthean cave, Reached by the pulse of the aerial wave, This sibyl, sweet, and Mystic Sense is found, Muse, that presides o’er all the Powers of Sound.
ABRAHAM COLESNo counter proof can equal the force of that drawn from His attributes. It is an indecency and a calumny to impute to Christ conduct which requires apology.
ABRAHAM COLESHe dares confront the time, And speak the truth, and give the world no rest No kingly threat can cowardize his breath, He with majestic step goes forth to meet his death.
ABRAHAM COLESThe power, which in a sense belongs to none, Thus understood belongs to every one.
ABRAHAM COLESWords are freeborn, and not the vassals of the gruff tyrants of prose to do their bidding only. They have the same right to dance and sing as the dewdrops have to sparkle and the stars to shine.
ABRAHAM COLESWhere our fathers in fight, nobly strove for the Right, Struck down their fierce foemen or put them to flight
ABRAHAM COLESLet us not doubt that God has a father’s pity towards us, and that in the removal of that which is dearest to us He is still loving and kind.
ABRAHAM COLESI value science–none can prize it more, It gives ten thousand motives to adore: Be it religious, as it ought to be, The heart it humbles, and it bows the knee.
ABRAHAM COLESPoetry is unfallen speech. Paradise knew no other, for no other would suffice to answer the need of those ecstatic days of innocence.
ABRAHAM COLESO, beautiful and grand, My own, my native land! Of thee I boast: Great empire of the west, The dearest and the best, Made up of all the rest, I love thee most.
ABRAHAM COLESThe power to bind and loose to Truth is given: The mouth that speaks it is the mouth of Heaven
ABRAHAM COLESThe grave, where sets the orb of being, sets To rise, ascend, and culminate above Eternity’s horizon evermore.
ABRAHAM COLESOn eyes that watch as well as eyes that weep Descends the solemn mystery of sleep, Toiling and climbing to the very close
ABRAHAM COLES