Kind hearts are more than coronets, TENNYSON. V. There are crowds who trample a flower into the dust without once thinking that they have one of the sweetest thoughts of God under their heel. VI. Kind hearts are the gardens, VII. Oh, wad some pow'r the giftie gie us It wad frae monie a blunder free us, And foolish notion. ROBERT BURNS. VIII. Truth, crushed to earth, shall rise again: BRYANT. IX. Work for some good, be it ever so slowly; X. Lives of great men all remind us LONGFELLOW. XI. In the blackest soils grow the richest flowers, and the loftiest and strongest trees spring heavenward among the rocks. XII. HOLLAND. The Night is mother of the Day, The winter of the spring, And ever upon old Decay The greenest mosses cling; WHITTIER. XIII. God scatters love on every side And always hearts are lying open wide XIV. But Truth shall conquer at the last, For round and round we run, LOWELL. And ever the right comes uppermost, And ever is justice done. CHARLES MACKAY. XV. Fear God, and where you go men shall think they walk in hallowed cathedrals. EMERSON. XVI. True worth is in being, not seeming, Of great things to do by and by; ALICE CARY. XVII. Let more than the domestic mill Let charity begin at home, But not stay there for ever. XVIII. Closer, closer let us knit Hearts and hands together Oh! they wander wide who roam XIX. All common good has common price; Exceeding good, exceeding; Christ bought the keys of Paradise By cruel bleeding. And every soul that wins a place Upon its hills of pleasure Must give its all, and beg for grace To fill the measure. XX. J. G. HOLLAND. This above all-to thine own self be true; XXI. SHAKESPEARE. The greatest glory consists not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall. XXII. CONFUCIUS. Whene'er a noble deed is wrought, To higher levels rise. XXIII. LONGFELLOW. We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial: We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives Who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best. PHILIP JAMES BAILEY. XXIV. Lord of the universe! shield us and guide us! Spread its fair emblem from mountain to shore; Loud rings the nation's cry, Union and liberty! One evermore! XXV. O. W. HOLMES. Habit is a cable; we weave a thread of it every day, and at last we cannot break it. XXVI. HORACE MANN. How happy is he born and taught XXVII. Think truly, and thy thought Shall be a fruitful seed; Live truly, and thy life shall be WOTTON. |