And they were offended in him. But Jesus said unto them, A
prophet is not without honour, save in read more

And they were offended in him. But Jesus said unto them, A
prophet is not without honour, save in his own country, and in
his own house.

When stars are in the quiet skies,
Then most I pine for thee;
Bend on me then read more

When stars are in the quiet skies,
Then most I pine for thee;
Bend on me then thy tender eyes,
As stars look on the sea.

Where Andes, giant of the western star,
With meteor standard to the winds unfurl'd.

Where Andes, giant of the western star,
With meteor standard to the winds unfurl'd.

A tunnel underneath the sea from Calais straight to Dover, Sir,
The squeamish folks may cross by land from read more

A tunnel underneath the sea from Calais straight to Dover, Sir,
The squeamish folks may cross by land from shore to shore,
With sluices made to drown the French, if e'er they would come
over, Sir,
Has long been talk'd of, till at length 'tis thought a monstrous
bore.

Like the lost pleiad seen no more below.

Like the lost pleiad seen no more below.

I shall always consider the best guesser the best prophet.
[Lat., Bene qui conjiciet, vatem hunc perhibebo optimum.]

I shall always consider the best guesser the best prophet.
[Lat., Bene qui conjiciet, vatem hunc perhibebo optimum.]

A grisly meteor on his face.

A grisly meteor on his face.

Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life!
The evening beam that smiles the clouds away,
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Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life!
The evening beam that smiles the clouds away,
And tints to-morrow with prophetic ray!

Your fathers, where are they? and the prophets, do they live for
ever?

Your fathers, where are they? and the prophets, do they live for
ever?