The grave
Is but the threshold of eternity.
There is an acre sown with royal seed.
Kings have no such couch as thine,
As the green that folds thy grave.
Our father's dust is left alone
And silent under other snows.
Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound.
Watts—Hymns and Spiritual Songs. Funeral Thoughts. Bk. II. Vol. IX. Hymn 63.
... The low green tent
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But the grandsire's chair is empty,
The cottage is dark and still;
There's a nameless grave on the battle-field,
And a new one under the hill.
Wm. Winter—After All.
... In shepherd's phrase
With one foot in the grave.
Wordsworth—Michael.
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GREATNESS
Burn to be great,
Pay not thy praise to lofty things alone.
The plains are everlasting as the hills,
The bard cannot have two pursuits; aught else
Comes on the mind with the like shock as though
Two worlds had gone to war, and met in air.
Bailey—Festus. Sc. Home.
Nothing can cover his high fame but heaven;
No pyramids set off his memories,
But the eternal substance of his greatness,—
To which I leave him.
Man's Unhappiness, as I construe, comes of
his Greatness; it is because there is an Infinite
in him, which with all his cunning he cannot
quite bury under the Finite.
Carlyle—Sartor Resartus. The Everlasting
Yea. Bk. II. Ch. IX.
We have not the love of greatness, but the
love of the love of greatness.
Carlyle—Essays. Characteristics. Vol. III.
Nemo vir magnus aliquo afflatu divino unquam fuit.
No man was ever great without divine inspiration.
Cicero—De Natura Deorum. II. 66.
The great man who thinks greatly of himself,
is not diminishing that greatness in heaping fuel
on his fire.
Isaac D'Israeli—Literary Character of Men
of Genius. Ch. XV.
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A man of mean estate,
Who died as firm as Sparta's king,
Because his soul was great.
Sir Francis Hastings Doyle—The Private
of the Buffs.
No great deed is done
By falterers who ask for certainty.
George Eliot—The Spanish Gypsy. Bk. I.
56th line from end.
He is great who is what he is from Nature,
and who never reminds us of others.
Emerson—Essays. Second Series. Uses of
Great Men.
Nature never sends a great man into the planet, without confiding the secret to another soul.
Emerson—Uses of Great Men.
He who comes up to bis own idea of greatness,
must always have had a very low standard of it
in his mind.
Hazlitt—Table Talk. Whether Genius is Conscious of its own Power.
No really great man ever thought himself so.
Hazlitt—Table Talk. Whether Genius is Conscious of its own Power.
Ajax the great * * *
Himself a host.
Homer—Iliad. Bk. III. L. 293
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For he that once is good, is ever great.
Ben Jonson—The Forest. To Lady Aubigny.
Urit enim fulgore suo qui pnegravat artes
Intra se positas; extinctus amabitur idem.
That man scorches with bis brightness, who
overpowers inferior capacities, yet he shall be
revered when dead.
Horace—Epistles. II. 1. 13.
Greatnesse on goodnesse loves to slide, not stand,
And leaves, for fortune's ice, vertue's firme land.
Richard Knolles—Turkish History. Under
a portrait of Mustapha I. L. 13.
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But, little mushroom-men, of puff-ball fame.
Ah, do you dream to be mistaken great
And to be really great are just the same?
Richard Le Galltenne—Alfred Tennyson.
II n'appartient qu'aux grands hommes d'avoir
de grands d&auts.
It is the prerogative of great men only to
have great defects.
La Rochefoucauld—Maximes.
