Forbear to judge, for we are sinners all.
Forbear to judge, for we are sinners all.
Letter to Horace Greeley. August 22, 1862 My paramount object in this struggle is to save the Union, and is not either to save or to destroy slavery. If I could save the Union without freeing any slave I would do it, and if I could save it by freeing all the slaves I would do it and if I could save it by freeing some and leaving others alone I would also do that. What I do about slavery, and the colored race, I do because I believe it helps to save the Union and what I forbear, I forbear because I do not believe it would help to save the Union. I shall do less whenever I shall believe what I am doing hurts the cause, and I shall do more whenever I shall believe doing more will help the cause.
The kindest and the happiest pair Will find occasion to forbear And something, every day they live, To pity, and perhaps forgive.
My love, forbear to fawn upon their frowns.
If those gentlemen would let me alone I should be much obliged to them. I would say, as Shakespeare would say... 'Sweet Friend, for Jesus sake forbear.'
Good friend, for Jesus sake forbear To dig the dust enclosed here. Blest be the man that spares these stones, And cursed be he that moves my bones.
Give us grace and strength to forbear and to persevere. Give us courage and gaiety and the quiet mind, spare to us our friends, soften to us our enemies.
Could we forbear dispute, and practise love, We should agree as angels do above.
If pleasure was not followed by pain, who would forbear it?
The wise man... if he would live at peace with others, he will bear and forbear.
I also could speak as ye do if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake mine head at you. But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief. Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged and though I forbear, what am I eased.
Brutes find out where their talents lie A bear will not attempt to fly, A foundered horse will oft debate Before he tries a five barred gate. A dog by instinct turns aside Who sees the ditch too deep and wide, But man we find the only creature Who, led by folly, combats nature Who, when she loudly cries Forbear With obstinacy fixes there And where the genius least inclines, Absurdly bends his whole designs.
Love, lend me patience to forbear awhile.
But Lord to see the absurd nature of Englishmen, that cannot forbear laughing and jeering at everything that looks strange.
For love of God, forbear him!
And even the ranks of Tuscany Could scarce forbear to cheer.
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