Quotes from George Pope Morris

A man of learning who makes no use of what he knows, is like a cloud which gives no rain.

Near the lake where drooped the willow, Long time ago!

It appears to me that strong sense and acute sensibility together constitute genius.

The union of hearts—the union of hands—And the flag of our Union forever!

Woodman, spare that tree!Touch not a single bough!In youth it sheltered me,And I'll protect it now.