When we have not what we love, we must love what we have.
[Fr., Quand on n'a pas ce read more

When we have not what we love, we must love what we have.
[Fr., Quand on n'a pas ce que l'on aime,
Il faut aimer ce que l'on a.]

For unto every one that hath shall be given, and he shall have
abundance: but from him that hath read more

For unto every one that hath shall be given, and he shall have
abundance: but from him that hath not shall be taken away even
that which he hath.

How could there be any question of acquiring or possessing, when the one thing needful for a man is to read more

How could there be any question of acquiring or possessing, when the one thing needful for a man is to become - to be at last, and to die in the fullness of his being.

My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
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My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
He only says, "Good fences make good neighbors."

Providence has given to the French the empire of the land, to the
English that of the sea, to read more

Providence has given to the French the empire of the land, to the
English that of the sea, to the Germans that of--the air!

The English, a spirited nation, claim the empire of the sea; the
French, a calmer nation, claim that of read more

The English, a spirited nation, claim the empire of the sea; the
French, a calmer nation, claim that of the air.
[Fr., Les Anglais, nation trop fiere
S'arrogent l'empire des mers;
Les Francais, nation legere,
S'emparent de celui des airs.]

Exclusive property is a theft against nature.
[Fr., La propriete exclusive est un vol dans la nature.]

Exclusive property is a theft against nature.
[Fr., La propriete exclusive est un vol dans la nature.]

The proud daughter of that monarch to whom when it grows
[elsewhere] the sun never sets.
[Lat., Altera read more

The proud daughter of that monarch to whom when it grows
[elsewhere] the sun never sets.
[Lat., Altera figlia
Di quel monarea a cui
Ne anco, quando annotta, il Sol tramonta.]

Britannia needs no bulwarks
No towers along the steep;
Her march is o'er the mountain wave,
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Britannia needs no bulwarks
No towers along the steep;
Her march is o'er the mountain wave,
Her home is on the deep.