Much of our ignorance is of ourselves. Our eyes are full of dust. Prejudice blinds us.
ABRAHAM COLES
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Much of our ignorance is of ourselves. Our eyes are full of dust. Prejudice blinds us.
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The weary Body, longing for repose, On the gained level of the day’s ascent, Halts for the night and pitches there its tent.
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The power, which in a sense belongs to none, Thus understood belongs to every one.
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Fling out, fling out, with cheer and shout, To all the winds of Our Country’s Banner!
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None of the prophets old, So lofty or so bold! No form of danger shakes his dauntless breast; In loneliness sublime
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The rapturous touch of some divine surpriseFlash deep suffusion of celestial dyes
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O, 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.
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Where our fathers in fight, nobly strove for the Right, Struck down their fierce foemen or put them to flight
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Who has not seen that feeling born of flame Crimson the cheek at mention of a name?
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Taking our stand on the immovable rock of Christ’s character we risk nothing in saying that the wine of miracle answered to the wine of nature, and was not intoxicating.
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On eyes that watch as well as eyes that weep Descends the solemn mystery of sleep, Toiling and climbing to the very close
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Through the long lapse of ages, that so there might be An asylum for all in the Land of the Free.
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With dazzling pomp descending angels sung Good will and peace to men, to God due praise, Who on the errand of salvation sent
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True love is humble, thereby is it known; Girded for service, seeking not its own; Vaunts not itself, but speaks in self-dispraise.
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Death separates, but it also unites. It reunites whom it separates.
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Let 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.
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