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persons who sentenced them to death, were lawyers full of subtlety, they were enemies full of malice; yet, lawyers full of subtlety, and enemies full of malice, as they were, they did not dare to reproach them with having supported the wealthy, the great, and powerful, and of having oppressed the weak and feeble, in any of their judgments, or of having perverted justice, in any one instance whatever, through favor, through interest, or cabal.

9. My Lords, if you must fall, may you so fall! But if you stand, - and stand I trust you will, together with the fortune of this ancient monarchy, together with the ancient laws and liberties of this great and illustrious kingdom, — may you stand as unimpeached in honor as in power! May you stand, not as a substitute for virtue, but as an ornament of virtue, as a security for virtue! May you stand long, and long stand the terror of tyrants ! May you stand the refuge of afflicted nations! May you stand a sacred temple, for the perpetual residence of an inviolable justice !



Indeed he seems to me
Scarcé other than my own ideal knight,
“Who reverenced his conscience as his king,
Whose glory was redressing human wrong,
Who spoke no slander, no, nor listened to it,

Who loved one only, and who clave to her
Her - over all whose realms to their last isle,
Commingled with the gloom of imminent war,
The shadow of His loss drew like eclipse,
Darkening the world.

We have lost him, he is gone. We know him now; all narrow jealousies Are silent; and we see him as he moved, How modest, kindly, all accomplished, wise, With what sublime repression of himself, And in what limits and how tenderly ; Not swaying to this faction or to that; Not making his high place the lawless perch Of winged ambitions, nor a vantage-ground For pleasure; but thro' all this tract of years, Wearing the white flower of a blameless life Before a thousand peering littlenesses, In that fierce light which beats upon a throne And blackens every blot.

For where is he Who dares foreshadow for an only son A lovelier life, a more sustained than his ? Or how should England dreaming of his sons Hope more for these than some inheritance Of such a life, a heart, a mind as thine, Thou noble Father of her kings to be ? Laborious for her people and her poor — Voice in the rich dawn of an ampler day, Far-sighted summoner of War and Waste

To fruitful strifes of rivalries and peace,
Sweet nature gilded by the gracious gleam
Of letters, dear to Science, dear to Art,
Dear to thy land and ours, a Prince indeed
Beyond all titles, and a household name,
Hereafter, thro' all time, Albert the Good.



Human wisdom is the aggregate of all human experience, constantly accumulating and selecting and reorganizing its own materials.


These are the signs of a wise man: to reprove nobody, to praise nobody, to blame nobody, nor even to speak of himself or his own merits.


People always fancy that we must become old to become wise; but, in truth, as years advance it is hard to keep ourselves as wise as we were.


Wisdom does not show itself so much in precept as in life, — in a firmness of mind and a mastery of appetite. It teaches us to do as well as to talk, and to make our words and our actions all of a color.


The doorstep to the temple of wisdom is a knowledge of our own ignorance.


In seeking wisdom thou art wise; in imagining thou hast attained it, thou art a fool.


Wisdom is the health of the soul.


Extremes of fortune are true wisdom's test,
And he's of men most wise who bears them best.


Teach a man to read and write, and you have put into his hands the great keys of the wisdom-box.



1. Every man is a consumer, and ought to be a producer. He fails to make his place good in the world unless he not only pays his debt, but also adds something to the common wealth. Nor can he do justice to his genius, without making some larger demand on the world than a bare subsistence. He is by constitution expensive, and needs to be rich.

The first wealth is health. Sickness is poor spirited, and cannot serve any one; it must husband its resources to live.

But health or fullness answers its own ends, and has to spare, runs over, and inundates the neighborhoods and creeks of other men's lives.

2. The craft of the merchant is in bringing a thing from where it abounds to where it is costly. When the farmer's peaches are taken from under the tree and carried into town, they have a new look, and a hundred-fold value over the fruit which grew on the same bough, and lies fulsomely on the ground.

3. Wealth begins in a tight roof that keeps out the rain and wind; in a good pump that yields you plenty of sweet water; in two suits of clothes, so as to change your dress when you are wet; in dry sticks to burn; in a good double-wick lamp and three meals; in a horse and locomotive to cross the land; in books to read; and so in giving on all sides, by tools and auxiliaries, the greatest possible extension to our powers, as if it yielded feet and eyes and blood, length to the day, and knowledge and good-will.

4. Wealth begins with these articles of necessity. And here we must recite the iron law, which Nature thunders in these northern climates. First she requires that each man should feed himself. If, happily, bis fathers have left him no inheritance, he must go to work, and by making his wants less, or his gains more, he must draw himself out of that state of pain and insult in which she forces the beggar to live.

She gives him no rest till this is done. Then, less peremptorily, she urges him to the acquisition of such things as belong to him. Every warehouse and shopwindow, every fruit tree, every thought of every hour, opens a new want to him, which it concerns his

power and dignity to gratify.

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