How fleet is a glance of the mind Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light.
How fleet is a glance of the mind Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light.
The earth was made so various, that the mind Of desultory man, studious of change, And pleased with novelty, might be indulged.
Strength may wield the ponderous spade, May turn the clod, and wheel the compost home But elegance, chief grace the garden shows, And most attractive, is the fair result Of thought, the creature of a polished mind.
Fanaticism soberly defined, is the false fire of an over heated mind.
Knowledge dwells in heads replete with thoughts of other men wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
My soul is ravished at the thought!
It is a terrible thought, that nothing is ever forgotten that not an oath is ever uttered that does not continue to vibrate through all times, in the wide spreading current of sound that not a prayer is lisped, that its record is not to be found st
There is in souls a sympathy with sounds And as the mind is pitch'd, the ear is pleased With melting airs or martial, brisk, or grave Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies.
To dally much with subject mean and lowProves that the mind is weak, or makes it so.
Absence of occupation is not rest; A mind quite vacant is a mind distressed.
Forced from home, and all its pleasures, afric coast I left forlorn to increase a stranger's treasures, o the raging billows borne. Men from England bought and sold me, paid my price in paltry gold but, though theirs they have enroll'd me, minds are never to be sold.
This heart, a fountain of vile thoughts.
In indolent vacuity of thought.
Fanaticism, the false fire of an overheated mind.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories