The Collected Works of Theodore Parker: Discourses of politicsTrübner, 1863 |
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... fight , and says , “ Cursed be he that keepeth back his sword from blood . " He sends blood into the streets ; he waters the land with blood , and in blood he dissolves the mountains . He brandishes his sword before kings , and they ...
... fight , and says , “ Cursed be he that keepeth back his sword from blood . " He sends blood into the streets ; he waters the land with blood , and in blood he dissolves the mountains . He brandishes his sword before kings , and they ...
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... fight . He is spirit , to be worshipped in spirit and in truth ! The commandment is : Love one another ; resist not evil with evil ; forgive seventy times seven ; overcome evil with good ; love your enemies ; bless them that curse you ...
... fight . He is spirit , to be worshipped in spirit and in truth ! The commandment is : Love one another ; resist not evil with evil ; forgive seventy times seven ; overcome evil with good ; love your enemies ; bless them that curse you ...
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... fight with sword and musket , and that of a cheap kind . Men of that stamp are plenty as grass in June . Beat your drum , and they will follow ; offer them but eight dollars a month , and they will come- fifty thousand of them , to ...
... fight with sword and musket , and that of a cheap kind . Men of that stamp are plenty as grass in June . Beat your drum , and they will follow ; offer them but eight dollars a month , and they will come- fifty thousand of them , to ...
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... fighting be thousands of miles from Boston , your stocks fall in the market ; the rate of insurance is altered ; your dealer in wood piles his boards and his timber on his wharf , not finding a market . There are few ships in the great ...
... fighting be thousands of miles from Boston , your stocks fall in the market ; the rate of insurance is altered ; your dealer in wood piles his boards and his timber on his wharf , not finding a market . There are few ships in the great ...
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... fighting five hundred invisible Indians ! It is estimated that the fortifications of the city of Paris , when completely furnished , will cost more than the whole taxable property of Massachusetts , with her 800,000 souls . Why this ...
... fighting five hundred invisible Indians ! It is estimated that the fortifications of the city of Paris , when completely furnished , will cost more than the whole taxable property of Massachusetts , with her 800,000 souls . Why this ...
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Стр. 2 - And I looked, and there was none to help; And I wondered that there was none to uphold : Therefore mine own arm brought salvation unto me; And my fury, it upheld me.
Стр. 155 - Nay, do not think I flatter ; For what advancement may I hope from thee, That no revenue hast but thy good spirits, To feed and clothe thee ? Why should the poor be flatter'd ? No, let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp, And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee Where thrift may follow fawning.
Стр. 121 - that all men are created equal, and endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights — among which are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness,' I shall strenuously contend for the immediate enfranchisement of our slave population.
Стр. 234 - We see dimly in the Present what is small and what is great, Slow of faith, how weak an arm may turn the iron helm of fate, But the soul is still oracular ; amid the market's din, List the ominous stern whisper from the Delphic cave within, — "They enslave their children's children who make compromise with sin.
Стр. 257 - Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing? The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the Lord, and against his Anointed, saying, Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us.
Стр. 148 - In every clime, and travel where we might, That we were born her children. Praise enough To fill the ambition of a private man, That Chatham's language was his mother tongue, And Wolfe's great name compatriot with his own.
Стр. 3 - But I say unto you, love your enemies ; bless them that curse you ; do good to them that hate you ; pray for them that despitefully use you and persecute you.
Стр. 218 - Now, as to California and New Mexico, I hold slavery to be excluded from those Territories by a law even superior to that which admits and sanctions it in Texas. I mean the law of nature, of physical geography, the law of the formation of the earth.
Стр. 70 - HUSH ! my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed ! Heavenly blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. Sleep, my babe, thy food and raiment, House and home, thy friends provide ; All without thy care or payment, All thy wants are well supplied. How much better thou'rt attended Than the Son of God could be ; When from heaven he descended, And became a child like thee ! 68...
Стр. 21 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms— the day Battle's magnificently stern array! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when rent The earth is covered thick with other clay, Which her own clay shall cover, heaped and pent, Rider and horse,— friend, foe,— in one red burial blent!