No Man Was Ever Yet A Great

The Heart Should Have Fed Upon The Truth, As Insects On A Leaf, Till It Be Tinged With The Color, And Show Its Food In Every ... Minutest Fiber.

I Do Not Wish You To Act From These Truths; No, Still And Always Act From Your Feelings; Only Meditate Often On These Truths That Sometime Or Other They May Become Your Feelings.

Either We Have An Immortal Soul, Or We Have Not. If We Have Not, We Are Beasts,--the First And The Wisest Of Beasts, It May Be, But Still True Beasts. We Shall Only Differ In Degree And Not In Kind,--just As The Elephant Differs From The Slug. But By The Concession Of The Materialists Of All The Schools, Or Almost All, We Are Not Of The Same Kind As Beasts, And This Also We Say From Our Own Consciousness. Therefore, Methinks, It Must Be The Possession Of The Soul Within Us That Makes The Difference.

God Grant Me Grace My Prayers To Say: O God! Preserve My Mother Dear, In Strength And Health For Many A Year; And O! Preserve My Father Too, And May I Pay Him Reverence Due; And May I My Best Thoughts Employ To Be My Parents' Hope And Joy; And O! Preserve My Brothers Both From Evil Doings, And From Sloth, And May We Always Love Each Other, Our Friends, Our Father, And Our Mother, And Still, O Lord, To Me Impart An Innocent And Grateful Heart, That After My Last Sleep I May Awake To Thy Eternal Day! Amen.

Swans Sing Before They Die - 'twere No Bad Thing Should Certain Persons Die Before They Sing.