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Whose noble praise
Deserves a quill pluckt from an angel's wing.
Whose noble praise
Deserves a quill pluckt from an angel's wing.
From this it appears how much more cruel the pen may be than the
sword.
[Lat., Hinc quam read more
From this it appears how much more cruel the pen may be than the
sword.
[Lat., Hinc quam sit calamus saevior euse, patet.]
Beneath the rule of men entirely great
The pen is mightier than the sword.
Beneath the rule of men entirely great
The pen is mightier than the sword.
Art thou a pen, whose task shall be
To drown in ink
What writers think?
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Art thou a pen, whose task shall be
To drown in ink
What writers think?
Oh, wisely write,
That pages white
Be not the worse for ink and thee.
The feather, whence the pen
Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men,
Dropped from read more
The feather, whence the pen
Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men,
Dropped from an Angel's wing.
The swifter hand doth the swift words outrun:
Before the tongue hath spoke the hand hath done.
The swifter hand doth the swift words outrun:
Before the tongue hath spoke the hand hath done.
The pen became a clarion.
The pen became a clarion.
Oh! nature's noblest gift--my gray-goose quill!
Slave of my thoughts, obedient to my will,
Torn from thy read more
Oh! nature's noblest gift--my gray-goose quill!
Slave of my thoughts, obedient to my will,
Torn from thy parent-bird to form a pen,
That might instrument of little men!
The pen wherewith thou dost so heavenly sing
Made of a quill from an angel's wing.
The pen wherewith thou dost so heavenly sing
Made of a quill from an angel's wing.
