And when the mind is quicken'd, out of doubt,
The organs, though defunct and dead before,
Break up their drowsy grave and newly move
With casted slough and fresh legerity.
Tis but a base, ignoble mind
That mounts no higher than a bird can soar.
For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich.
'Tis pity bounty had not eyes behind,
That man mignt ne'er be wretched for his mind.
Now, the melancholy god protect thee; and the tailor make thy doublet of changeable taffeta, for thy mind is a very opal.
Not body enough to cover his mind decently with; his intellect is improperly exposed.
I feel no care of coin;
Well-doing is my wealth;
My mind to me an empire is,
While grace affordeth health.
Robt. Southwell—Content and Rich.
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A brief wherein all marvels summed lie,
Of fairest forms and sweetest shapes the store,
Most graceful all, yet thought may grace them
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Perfumes my solitary path; I find
Sweet compensation in my humbleness,
And reap the harvest of a quiet mind.
Trowbridge—Twoscore and Ten. St. 28.
Mens sibi conscia recti.
A mind conscious of its own rectitude.
Vergil—Æneid. I. 604.
Mens agitat molem.
Mind moves matter.
Vergil—Æneid. VI.
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Nescia mens hominum fati sortisque futurse,
Et servare modum, rebus sublata secundis.
The mind of man is ignorant of fate and
future destiny, and can not keep within due
bounds when elated by prosperity.
Vergil—Æneid. X. 501.
The soul's dark cottage, batter'd and decay'd,
Lets in new light through chinks that Time has
made.
Waller—Verses upon his Divine Poesy.
Compare Longinus—De Sab. Sect. XXII.
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Mind is the great lever of all things; human
thought is the process by which human ends are
alternately answered.
Daniel Webster—Address at the Laying of the
Corner Stone of the Bunker Hill Monument.
You will turn it over once more in what you
are pleased to call your mind.
Lord Westbury, to a solicitor. See Nash—
Life of Lord Westbury. Vol. II. P. 292.
A man of hope and forward-looking mind.
Wordsworth—Excursion. Bk. Vll. 278.
In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Wordsworth—Ode. Intimations of Immortality. St. 10.
Minds that have nothing to confer
Find little to perceive.
Wordsworth—Yes! Thou Art Fair.
MIRACLE
Every believer is God's miracle.
Bailey—Festus. Sc. Home.
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Thy foe, to cross the sweet arts of Thy reign,
Distils from thence the tears of wrath and strife,
And so turns wine to water back again.
Crashaw—Steps to the Temple. To Our Lord
upon the Water Made Wine.
When Christ at Cana's feast by pow'r divine,
Inspir'd cold water, with the warmth of wine,
See! cry'd they while, in red'ning tide, it gush'd,
The bashful stream hath seen its God and
blush'd.
Aaron Htt.Ti—Translation of Crashaw's Latin
Unes. Works. Vol. in. 0. 241. (Ed. 1754)
See also Vn>A—Christiad. Bk. III. 9984,
and Bk. II. 431. Also Hymn of Andrei. Vel Hydriis plenis Mqva.
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Is the One Miracle to man. Behold,
"There is a God," thou sayest. Thou sayest
well:
In that thou sayest all. To Be is more
Of wonderful, than being, to have wrought,
Or reigned, or rested.
Jean Ingelow—Story of Doom. Bk. VII. L.
271.
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See two dull lines by Stanhope's pencil writ.
Pope to Lord Chesterfield on using his pencil, according to John Taylor—Records of
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And conscious blushes into wine;
Its very nature changed displays
The power Divine that it obeys.
