When God is made the master of a family, he disorders the
disorderly.

When God is made the master of a family, he disorders the
disorderly.

Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my read more

Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd,
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd,
From wandering on a foreign strand!

Men at some time are masters of their fates.

Men at some time are masters of their fates.

The hard gives more then he that hath nothing.

The hard gives more then he that hath nothing.

We suffer more in imagination than in reality.

We suffer more in imagination than in reality.

Men freely believe that which they wish to be the truth.

Men freely believe that which they wish to be the truth.

What our contempts do often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again.

What our contempts do often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again.

O, what a world of vile ill-favored faults
Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year.

O, what a world of vile ill-favored faults
Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year.

For the air of youth,
Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign
A melancholy damp of read more

For the air of youth,
Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign
A melancholy damp of cold and dry
To weigh thy spirits down, and last consume
The balm of life.