“I felt for the tormented whirlwinds Damned for their carnal sins Committed when they let their passions rule their reason.”
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“I, answering in the end, began: 'Alas, how many yearning thoughts, what great desire, have lead them through such sorrow to their fate?”
“You will in due season find your property is less valuable, and your freedom less complete.”
“Nowadays, manners are easy and life is hard.”
“I will not go down to posterity talking bad grammar.”
“The characteristic of the present age is craving credulity.”
“The noble Lord (Stanley) was the Prince Rupert to the Parliamentary army--his valour did not always serve his own cause.”
“As we retain but a faint remembrance of our felicity, it is but fair that the smartest stroke of sorrow should, if bitter, at least be brief.”
“Hot things, sharp things, sweet things, cold things All rot the teeth, and make them look like old things.”
“Pride breakfasted with plenty, dined with poverty, and supped with infamy.”
“I am in the prime of senility.”
“It is much to be lamented that a man of Franklin's general good character and great influence should have been an unbeliever in Christianity, and also have done as much as he did to make others unbelievers.”
“Some of the domestic evils of drunkenness are houses without windows, gardens without fences, fields without tillage, barns without roofs, children without clothing, principles, morals or manners.”
“Whether a Commonwealth suffers more by hypocritical pretenders to religion or by the openly profane? The most dangerous hypocrite in a Commonwealth is one who leaves the gospel for the sake of the law. A man compounded of law and gospel is able to cheat a whole country with his religion and then destroy them under color of law.”
“At the working man’s house, hunger looks in but dares not enter.”
“The first mistake in public business is the going into it.”
“It is easy to despise what you cannot get”
“We who were loved will never unlive that crippling fever.”
“Your mind now, moldering like wedding-cake, heavy with useless experience, rich with suspicion, rumour, fantasy, crumbling to pieces under the knife-edge of mere fact. In the prime of your life.”
“There's been real hostility toward political poetry in the U.S., hostility or, at best, incomprehension. I'm speaking of those who have institutional power over what gets published, over grants andprizes and reviewing. Most of them, though not all, arewhite and male. But even as American society is unravelling, becoming more violent and punitive, wonderful political poetshave been emerging.”