Quotes from John Gardiner Calkins Brainard

I saw two clouds at morning Tinged by the rising sun, And in the dawn they floated on And mingled into one.

Far beneath the tainted foamThat frets above our peaceful home,We dream in joy and wake in loveNor know the rage that yells above.

Hate no one; hate their vices, not themselves.

I saw two clouds at morning Tinged by the rising sun, And in the dawn they floated on And mingled into one.

God is its author, and not man; he laid The key-note of all harmonies; he planned All perfect combinations, and he made Us so that we could hear and understand.

Death has shaken out the sands of thy glass.