Monday, July 27, 2009

July 10

“’We know not what we do’, some cry; but they ought to know. They ought to think that more evils are wrought by want of thought than by want of heart, and that thoughtlessness when encouraged or unchecked, or long protracted after warnings given, becomes want of heart. The impulse of pity is checked by selfishness, the desire of helping by vanity and love of show, by disinclination to break in upon an easy-going life; and the practice of love being troublesome, divine charity dies at last.”

STOPFORD BROOKE

“What, my soul, was thy errand here?
Was it mirth or ease,
Or heaping up dust from year to year?
‘Nay, none of these.’

“What hast thou wrought for Right and Truth,
For God and man,
From the golden hours of bright-eyed youth,
To life’s mid span?”

WHITTIER

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