"An original something, dear maid, you would wish me to write; but how shall I begin? For I'm sure I have not original in me, Excepting Original Sin."
"And muse on Nature with a poet's eye."
"I'll meet the raging of the skies, but not an angry father."
"Now Barabbas was a publisher."
"O Star-eyed Science! hast thou wandered there, to waft us home the message of despair?"
"The patriot's blood is the seed of Freedom's tree."
"The proud, the cold untroubled heart of stone, that never mused on sorrow but its own."
"Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, and robes the mountain in its azure hue."
"While memory watches o'er the sad review of joys that faded like the morning dew."
"Ye are brothers, ye are men, and we conquer but to save."
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