Maxioms by James Russell Lowell
Sincerity is impossible, unless it pervade the whole being, and the pretence of it saps the very foundation of character.
Sincerity is impossible, unless it pervade the whole being, and the pretence of it saps the very foundation of character.
There is no self-delusion more fatal than that which makes the conscience dreamy with the anodyne of lofty sentiments, while read more
There is no self-delusion more fatal than that which makes the conscience dreamy with the anodyne of lofty sentiments, while the life is groveling and sensual.
Villany reduces those whom it defiles to the same level.
Villany reduces those whom it defiles to the same level.
He seemed a cherub who had lost his way
And wandered hither, so his stay
With us read more
He seemed a cherub who had lost his way
And wandered hither, so his stay
With us was short, and 'twas most meet,
That he should be no delver in earth's clod,
Nor need to pause and cleanse his feet
To stand before his God:
O blest word--Evermore!
O chime of sweet Saint Charity,
Peal soon that Easter morn
When Christ for all shall risen read more
O chime of sweet Saint Charity,
Peal soon that Easter morn
When Christ for all shall risen be,
And in all hearts new-born!
That Pentecost when utterance clear
To all men shall be given,
When all shall say My Brother here,
And hear My Son in heaven!