Elbert Hubbard's Scrap Book: Containing the Inspired and Inspiring Selections, Gathered During a Life Time of Discriminating Reading for His Own UseA vast collection of more than seven hundred quotations meant to inspire genius, this scrapbook contains favored sayings of the late-nineteenth- and early-twentieth-century essayist Elbert Hubbard. |
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... tion of blindness led me. I do abhor ; And yet how sweet The sound along the marching street Of drum or fife , and I forget Broken old mothers , and the whole Dark butchering without a soul . Without a soul - save this bright treat Of ...
... tion of blindness led me. I do abhor ; And yet how sweet The sound along the marching street Of drum or fife , and I forget Broken old mothers , and the whole Dark butchering without a soul . Without a soul - save this bright treat Of ...
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... tion of blindness led me into the industrial world . And what a world it is ! I must face unflinchingly a world of facts a world of misery and degrada- tion , of blindness , crookedness , and sin , a world struggling against the ...
... tion of blindness led me into the industrial world . And what a world it is ! I must face unflinchingly a world of facts a world of misery and degrada- tion , of blindness , crookedness , and sin , a world struggling against the ...
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... tion or religion may be : if his babies dread his home- coming and his better half swal- lows her heart every time she has to ask him for a five - dollar bill , he is a fraud of the first water , even though he prays night and morning ...
... tion or religion may be : if his babies dread his home- coming and his better half swal- lows her heart every time she has to ask him for a five - dollar bill , he is a fraud of the first water , even though he prays night and morning ...
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... tion Nature is Imagination itself . As a man is , so he sees . - William Blake . that , long after he is dead and forgotten , men who never heard of him will be moving to the measure of his thought- the subtile rapture of a postponed ...
... tion Nature is Imagination itself . As a man is , so he sees . - William Blake . that , long after he is dead and forgotten , men who never heard of him will be moving to the measure of his thought- the subtile rapture of a postponed ...
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... tion ; you are to regard all with open eyes and a heart of simplicity . Believe that everything belongs somewhere ; each thing has its fitting and luminous place within this mosaic of human life . The Road is not open to those who with ...
... tion ; you are to regard all with open eyes and a heart of simplicity . Believe that everything belongs somewhere ; each thing has its fitting and luminous place within this mosaic of human life . The Road is not open to those who with ...
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Page 111 - To suffer woes which hope thinks infinite ; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night ; To defy power which seems omnipotent ; To love and bear ; to hope till hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates ; Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent ; This, like thy glory, Titan, is to be Good, great, and joyous, beautiful and free ; This is alone Life, Joy, Empire, and Victory ! NOTE ON PROMETHEUS UNBOUND, BY MRS.
Page 28 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread — Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this "Song of the Shirt.
Page 135 - My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will; The ship is...
Page 24 - In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Page 133 - DEAR MADAM : I have been shown in the files of the War Department a statement of the Adjutant-General of Massachusetts that you are the mother of five sons who have died gloriously on the field of battle. I feel how weak and fruitless must be any words of mine which should attempt to beguile you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming.
Page 99 - I thought ten thousand swords must have leaped from their scabbards to avenge even a look that threatened her with insult. But the age of chivalry is gone. That of sophisters, economists, and calculators has succeeded ; and the glory of Europe is extinguished forever.
Page 174 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots...
Page 165 - I have heard, in such a way as to believe it, of your recently saying that both the army and the government needed a dictator. Of course it was not for this, but in spite of it, that ''I have given you the command. Only those generals who gain successes can set up dictators. What I now ask of you is military success, and I will risk the dictatorship.
Page 168 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar— for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Page 165 - These are the times that try men's souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman.