The Motto Book: Being a Collection of EpigramsThe Roycrofters, 1920 - 67 pages |
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... thee from the snare of the fowler , and from the noisome pestilence . He shall cover thee with his feathers , and under his wings shalt thou trust : his truth shall be thy shield and buckler . Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by ...
... thee from the snare of the fowler , and from the noisome pestilence . He shall cover thee with his feathers , and under his wings shalt thou trust : his truth shall be thy shield and buckler . Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by ...
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... thee , to keep thee in all thy ways . They shall bear thee up in their hands , lest thou dash thy foot against a stone . Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder : the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet . Because he ...
... thee , to keep thee in all thy ways . They shall bear thee up in their hands , lest thou dash thy foot against a stone . Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder : the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet . Because he ...
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... Thee , And do beseech Thou givest me The wee cot , and the cricket's chirr , illum . plain Love , and the glad sweet face of her ! .50 .25 66 - I love you because you love the things that I love . .50 .25 67 - Imagination is sympathy ...
... Thee , And do beseech Thou givest me The wee cot , and the cricket's chirr , illum . plain Love , and the glad sweet face of her ! .50 .25 66 - I love you because you love the things that I love . .50 .25 67 - Imagination is sympathy ...
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... Thee ; Guard the sailors tossing On the deep blue sea . Through the long night watches , May Thine angels spread Their white wings above me , Watching round my bed . Jesus , give the weary Calm and sweet repose ; With Thy tenderest ...
... Thee ; Guard the sailors tossing On the deep blue sea . Through the long night watches , May Thine angels spread Their white wings above me , Watching round my bed . Jesus , give the weary Calm and sweet repose ; With Thy tenderest ...
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... thee the secrets of life ! -Elbert Hubbard . Elbert Hubbard was drowned at sea , when the Cunard Steamship Lusitania was torpedoed off the Old Head of Kinsale , Ireland , May 7th , 1915 . 116c - Send some one , Lord , to love the best ...
... thee the secrets of life ! -Elbert Hubbard . Elbert Hubbard was drowned at sea , when the Cunard Steamship Lusitania was torpedoed off the Old Head of Kinsale , Ireland , May 7th , 1915 . 116c - Send some one , Lord , to love the best ...
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15½ inches Ali Baba Baba beautiful believe better Brave Adm'r'l cheer condemn Davy Jones Death desire to radiate disparage the concern Elbert Hubbard end I pray eternally disparage face any obstacle faith fear forget Fra Elbertus friends greased plank greater your reward happiness HARVARD COLLEGE heart Hebe honest honors illum inches On Italian injure the institution-not institution-not that-but Italian Handmade Joaquin Miller John Ruskin keep kind know is man's laugh less you require live Louis Stevenson loyal loyalty is worth mottoes night obstacle and meet ounce of loyalty plain 25 plain 50 pound of cleverness power.-Elbert Hubbard right thing rightly lend Robert Louis Stevenson ROYCROFTERS Ruskin sail serving class shalt soul speak spend spirit stars sweet takes thee thou told truth wages that supply Walt Whitman William Morris work.-Elbert Hubbard worth a pound
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Page 14 - The stout mate thought of home; a spray Of salt wave washed his swarthy cheek. "What shall I say, brave Adm'r'l, say, If we sight naught but seas at dawn?" "Why, you shall say at break of day: 'Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!
Page 15 - Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!" Then, pale and worn, he kept his deck, And peered through darkness. Ah, that night Of all dark nights! And then a speck — A light! a light! a light! a light! It grew, a starlit flag unfurled! It grew to be Time's burst of dawn. He gained a world; he gave that world Its grandest lesson: "On! sail on!
Page 15 - Come lovely and soothing death, Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving, In the day, in the night, to all, to each, Sooner or later delicate death.
Page 56 - TO go into solitude, a man needs to retire as much from his chamber as from society. I am not solitary whilst I read and write, though nobody is with' me. But if a man would be alone, let him look at the stars.
Page 35 - Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battlefield of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting-place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate — we can not consecrate — we can not hallow — this ground.
Page 15 - They sailed. They sailed. Then spake the mate: " This mad sea shows his teeth to-night. He curls his lip, he lies in wait. With lifted teeth, as if to bite! Brave admiral, say but one good word: What shall we do when hope is gone? " The words leapt like a leaping sword: "Sail on! Sail on! Sail on, and on!
Page 25 - He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.
Page 40 - MY STAR. ALL that I know Of a certain star Is, it can throw (Like the angled spar) Now a dart of red, Now a dart of blue; Till my friends have said They would fain see, too, My star that dartles the red and the blue! Then it stops like a bird; like a flower, hangs furled: They must solace themselves with the Saturn above it. What matter to me if their star is a world? Mine has opened its soul to me; therefore I love it.
Page 49 - THE day returns and brings us the petty round of irritating concerns and duties. Help us to play the man, help us to perform them with laughter and kind faces, let cheerfulness abound with industry. Give us to go blithely on our business all this day, bring us to our resting beds weary and content and undishonoured, and grant us in the end the gift of sleep.
Page 29 - If a man can write a better book, preach a better sermon, or make a better mousetrap than his neighbor, though he builds his house in the woods, the world will make a beaten path to his door.