James Lowell

From lower to the higher next, Not to the top, is Nature's text; And embryo Good, to reach full stature, Absorbs the Evil in its nature.

Be noble, and the nobleness that lies in other men, sleeping but never dead, will rise in majesty to meet thine own.

Be noble! and the nobleness that lies In other men, sleeping but never dead, Will rise in majesty to meet thine own.

Blessed are they who have nothing to say and who cannot be persuaded to say it.

One day with life and heart Is more than time enough to find a world.

But life is sweet, though all that makes it sweet Lessen like sound of friends' departing feet; And Death is beautiful as feet of friend Coming with welcome at our journey's end. For me Fate gave, whate'er she else denied, A nature sloping to the southern side; I thank her for it, though when clouds arise Such natures double-darken gloomy skies.

No man is born into the world whose work Is not born with him. There is always work, And tools to work withal, for those who will; And blessed are the horny hands of toil.

Before Man made us citizens, great Nature made us men.

Earth's biggest country 's gut her soul, An' risen up earth's greatest nation.

Now the heart is so full that a drop overfills it; We are happy now because God wills it.