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Therefore, Let Us Be Patient, Patient; And Let God Our Father Teach His Own Lesson, His Own Way. Let Us Try To Learn It Well And Quickly; But Do Not Let Us Fancy That He Will Ring The School-bell, And Send Us To Play Before Our Lesson Is Learnt.

A Garden, Sir, Wherein All Rainbows And Flowers Were Heaped Together.

There Will Be No True Freedom Without Virtue, No True Science Without Religion, No True Industry Without The Fear Of God And Love To Your Fellow Citizens.

After All, There Is Such A Thing As Looking Like A Gentleman. There Are Men Whose Class No Dirt Or Rags Can Hide, Any More Than They Could Ulysses. I Have Seen Such Men In Plenty Among Workmen, Too; But, On The Whole, The Gentleman--by Whom I Do Not Mean Just Now The Rich--have The Superiority In That Point. But Not, Please God, Forever. Give Us The Same Air, Water, Exercise, Education, Good Society, And You Will See Whether This "haggardness," This "coarseness" (etc., For The List Is Too Long To Specify), Be An Accident, Or A Property, Of The Man Of The People.

Still The Race Of Hero Spirits Pass The Lamp From Hand To Hand.