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| But the foolish children of men miserably delude themselves in their own schemes, and in confidence in their own | Jonathan Edwards - Sinners.... |
| Let every man make known what kind of government would command his respect, and that will be one step toward | Civil Disobedience - Thoreau |
| "...government is an expedient, by which men would fain succes in letting one another alone.." | Civil Disobedience - Thoreau |
| Why do you tremble at me alone? cried He....'Tremble also at each other!'.... | The Minister's Black Veil - Hawthorne |
| "How strange" said a lady, "that a simple black veil, such as any woman might wear on her bonnet, should become | The Minister's Black Veil - Hawthorne |
| "What are you doing in my grounds?" said the black man, with a hoarse growling voice. | The Devil and Tom walker - Washington Irving |
| Having secured the good things of this world, he began to feel anxious about those of the next. | The Devil and Tom walker - Washington Irving |
| A valet, of stealthy step, thence conducted me, in silence, through many dark and intricate passages in my progress | The Fall of the House of Usher |
| I have, indeed, no abhorrence of danger, except in its absolute effect - in terror. | The Fall of the House of Usher |
| Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, | The Raven - Poe |
| Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labour and to wait. | A Psalm of Life - Longfellow |
| The little waves, with their soft, white hands, | The Tide Rises, The Tide Falls - Longfellow |
| Ay, tear her tattered ensign down! | Old Ironsides - Oliver Wendell Homes |
| The sun that brief December day Rose cheerless over hills of gray, | Snowbound - Whittier |
| A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines. With | Self Reliance - Emerson |
| In the woods, is perpetual youth. | Nature - Ralph Waldo Emerson |
| Yet it is certain that the power to produce this delight does not reside in nature, but in man, or in a harmony of both. | Nature - Ralph Waldo Emerson |
