God of my fathers! holy, just, and good! GOLD. "T is gold Which makes the true man kill'd, and saves the thief; Pollock's Course of Time. Nay, sometimes, hangs both thief and true man: Maker! Preserver! my Redeemer! God! what Shaks. Cymbeline. On earth but Thee, whom should I praise, whom O thou sweet king-killer, and dear divorce love? For thou hast brought me hitherto, upheld Twixt natural son and sire! thou bright defiler Pollock's Course of Time. And mak'st them kiss! and speak'st with every In all its awful brevity, hath nought Bailey's Festus. Dear Lord, our God and Saviour! for Thy gifts tongue, To every purpose! Shaks. Timon of Athens. Why this Will buy your priests and servants from your sides; Will knit and break religions; bless the accurs'd; Shaks Timon of Athens. Praise to our Father-God, One hymn more, O my lyre! with care, Their bones with industry. Shaks. Henry IV. Part II. That broker, that still breaks the pate of faith, Mrs. Sigourney. That daily break-vow; he that wins of all, Whittier's Poems. The hand of God Has written legibly that man may know The glory of the Maker. Henry Ware, Jr. Of kings, of beggars, old men, young men, maids. There is thy gold; worse poison to men's souls, I sell thee poison, thou hast sold me none. Shaks. Romeo and Juliet. How quickly nature All things that are on earth shall wholly pass away, Falls to revolt, when gold becomes her object! Except the love of God, which shall live and last But scarce observ'd, the knowing and the bold, And crowds with crimes the records of mankind: For gold, his sword the hireling ruffian draws, For gold the hireling judge distorts the laws; Wealth, heap'd on wealth, nor truth nor safety buys, The dangers gather as the treasures rise. Dr. Johnson's Vanity of Human Wishes. Judges and senates have been bought for gold; Esteem and love were never to be sold. Pope's Essay on Man. For gold the merchant ploughs the main, The farmer ploughs the manor. Burns. Thou more than stone of the philosopher! Gold! gold! in all ages the curse of mankind, Thy fetters are forged for the soul and the mind The limbs may be free as the wings of a bird, And the mind be the slave of a look and a word, To gain thee, men barter eternity's crown, Searcher of gold, whose days and nights GOODNESS. J. O. Rockwell. Is strong that trusts in goodness and shows clearly It may be trusted. Massinger. The chamber where the good man meets his fate, Is privileged beyond the common walk The plague of gold strikes far and near, - We cheer the pale gold-diggers, Each soul is worth so much on 'change, And mark'd, like sheep, with figures. Some there are By their good deeds exalted, lofty minds Miss Barrett. And meditative authors of delight O, knew I the spell of gold, I would bind no wreath to my forehead free, Willis's Poems. Ours is the land and age of gold, And ours the hallow'd time. Grenville Mellen. And happiness, which to the end of time Will live and spread and flourish. Young. Wordsworth Howe'er it be, it seems to me 'Tis only noble to be good; Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood. Tennyson. Angels are round the good man, to catch the incense of his prayers, Where some, like magistrates, correct at home; And they fly to minister kindness to those for The singing mason building roofs of gold; whom he pleadeth. Tupper's Proverbial Philosophy. And with a permanent belief, and strong, The words which thou hast utter'd The civil citizens kneading up the honey; Shaks. Henry V. Each petty hand Can steer a ship becalm'd; but he that will What strands, what shelves, what rocks do threaten The forces, and the natures of all winds, And deck knocks heaven, then to manage her, O madam, Your sex is too imperious to rule; Cartwright's Royal Slave. A kingdom is a nest of families, and a family a small kingdom; And while "Lord, Lord!" the pious tyrants cried, And the government of whole or part different in Who in the poor their Master crucified, In acts than words, was simply DOING GOOD. Whittier's Poems. GOSSIP. (See SCANDAL.) GOVERNMENT. So work the honey-bees, Creatures, that by a rule in nature teach The art of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king, and officers of sorts, For the thunderbolt of concentrated strength can | A lovelier nymph the pencil never drew; For the fond graces form'd her easy mien, While the dissipated forces of many are harmless And heaven's soft azure in her eye was seen. be hurled by the will of one, as summer lightning. Tupper's Proverbial Philosophy. A government, on freedom's basis built, Has, in all ages, been the theme of song, And the desire of great and godlike men, For this the Grecian patriots fought; - for this The noblest Roman died. Shall I go on? Name Tell, and Hampden, and our Washington? The perfect hero whose example shows How war with righteousness may be allied — The conqueror with the Christian; and how man In blessing others finds his highest fame! Mrs. Hale's Ormond Grosvenor. And then we'll raise, on Liberty's broad base, Mrs. Hale's Ormond Grosvenor. A free Republic-where, beneath the sway Shaks. Hamlet. Impatient nature had taught motion Crashaw. Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye, Milton's Paradise Lost. Mature she was GRATITUDE. Does the kind root bleed out his livelihood Massinger, Middleton and Rowley's Old Lau. Grace shaped her limbs, and beauty deck'd her The benefits he sow'd in me, met not face. Sylvia's like autumn ripe, yet mild as May, More bright than noon, yet fresh as early day. Prior. Gay. The light of love, the purity of grace, |