The Baal-adorer bows on Sinai's steep;
Yet there, e'en there, O God, thy thunders sleep.

The Baal-adorer bows on Sinai's steep;
Yet there, e'en there, O God, thy thunders sleep.

The generous heart
Should scorn a pleasure which gives others pain.

The generous heart
Should scorn a pleasure which gives others pain.

Let him fry in his own grease.

Let him fry in his own grease.

The mother endures with greater courage the loss of one out many
children, than she who, in her tears, read more

The mother endures with greater courage the loss of one out many
children, than she who, in her tears, exclaims, "Thou wast my
only one!"

This is truth the poet sings,
That a sorrow's crown of sorrows is remembering happier things.

This is truth the poet sings,
That a sorrow's crown of sorrows is remembering happier things.

Prayers and provender hinder no journey.

Prayers and provender hinder no journey.

There's a glide time coming.

There's a glide time coming.

He who sings the praises of his boyhood's days.

He who sings the praises of his boyhood's days.

There's not a string attuned to mirth,
But has its chord in melancholy.

There's not a string attuned to mirth,
But has its chord in melancholy.