Quotes from Fitz-Greene Halleck

And Burns--though brief the race he ran, Though rough and dark the paths he trod, Lived--died--in form and soul a man, The image of his God.

This bank-note world.

Strike-for your altars and your fires; Strike-for the green graves of your sires; God-and your native land!

They love their land, because it is their own, And scorn to give aught other reason why; Would shake hands with a king upon his throne, And think it kindness to his majesty. - Fitz

Green be the turf above thee,Friend of my better days!None knew thee but to love thee,Nor named thee but to praise.

One of the few, the immortal namesThat were not born to die.

None knew thee but to love thee.

Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days! None knew thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise.

It is a rich storehouse for those who love quotations. It is as full of fine bon mots as a Christmas pudding is full of plums.

What is man's love? His vows are broke even while his parting kiss is warm.

Beauty,--the fading rainbow's pride.

Ere the dolphin dies Its hues are brightest. Like an infant's breath Are tropic winds before the voice of death.

And thou art terrible--the tear, The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier; And all we know, or dream, or fear Of agony, are thine.