If we work upon marble it will perish. If we work upon brass
time will efface it. If we rear temples they will crumble to
dust. But if we work upon men's immortal minds, if we imbue them
with high principles, with the just fear of God and love of their
fellow men, we engrave on those tablets something which no time
can efface, and which will brighten and brighten to all eternity.
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To extend our memories by monuments, whose death we daily pray
for, and whose duration we cannot hope, without read more
To extend our memories by monuments, whose death we daily pray
for, and whose duration we cannot hope, without injury to our
expectations in the advent of the last day, were a contradiction
to our belief.
Gold once out of the earth is no more due unto it; what was
unreasonably committed to the ground, read more
Gold once out of the earth is no more due unto it; what was
unreasonably committed to the ground, is reasonably resumed from
it; let monuments and rich fabricks, not riches, adorn men's
ashes.
But monument themselves memorials need.
But monument themselves memorials need.
Let it rise! let it rise, till it meet the sum in his coming;
let the earliest light of read more
Let it rise! let it rise, till it meet the sum in his coming;
let the earliest light of the morning gild it, and the parting
day linger and play on its summit.
Marble statues, engraved with public inscriptions, by which the
life and soul return after death to noble leaders.
read more
Marble statues, engraved with public inscriptions, by which the
life and soul return after death to noble leaders.
[Lat., Incisa notis marmora publicis,
Per quae spiritus et vita redit bonis
Post mortem ducibus.]
He made him a hut, wherein he did put
The carcass of Robinson Crusoe.
O poor Robinson read more
He made him a hut, wherein he did put
The carcass of Robinson Crusoe.
O poor Robinson Crusoe!
Tombs are the clothes of the dead. A grave is but a plain suit,
and a rich monument is read more
Tombs are the clothes of the dead. A grave is but a plain suit,
and a rich monument is one embroidered.
Their monument sticks like a fishbone
in the city's throat.
Their monument sticks like a fishbone
in the city's throat.
