Frank Crane (1861–1928) American Presbyterian minister
Four Minute Essays Vol. 5 (1919), The Human Heart
XI. 72–73 (tr. Alexander Pope); of Elpenor.
Odyssey (c. 725 BC)
Frank Crane (1861–1928) American Presbyterian minister
Four Minute Essays Vol. 5 (1919), The Human Heart
“Now they sing out his praises on every distant shore
But so few remember what he was fightin' for”
Phil Ochs (1940–1976) American protest singer and songwriter
"Bound For Glory" http://web.cecs.pdx.edu/~trent/ochs/lyrics/bound-for-glory.html from All the News That's Fit to Sing (1964) <br class="br">Lyrics <br class="br">Context: Now they sing out his praises on every distant shore<br>But so few remember what he was fightin' for<br>Oh why sing the songs and forget about the aim?<br>He wrote them for a reason, why not sing them for the same?
“Our sympathy is cold to the relation of distant misery.”
Edward Gibbon (1737–1794) English historian and Member of Parliament
Vol. 1, Chap. 49.
The Decline And Fall Of The Roman Empire: Volume 1 (1776)
“The stars blazed like the love of God, cold and distant.”
Roger Zelazny Isle of the Dead
Source: Isle of the Dead (1969), Chapter 4 (p. 87)
William Carlos Williams book Spring and All
"Spring and All"
Spring and All (1923)
Context: Lifeless in appearance, sluggish
dazed spring approaches —
They enter the new world naked,
cold, uncertain of all
save that they enter. All about them
The cold, familiar wind — Now the grass, tomorrow
the stiff curl of wildcarrot leaf
One by one objects are defined —
It quickens: clarity, outline of leaf But now the stark dignity of
entrance — Still, the profound change
has come upon them: rooted, they
grip down and begin to awaken.
Joaquin Miller (1837–1913) American judge
"The Larger College".
In Classic Shades, and Other Poems (1890)
Context: p>Man's books are but man's alphabet,
Beyond and on his lessons lie — The lessons of the violet,
The large gold letters of the sky; The love of beauty, blossomed soil, The large content, the tranquil toil:The toil that nature ever taught,
The patient toil, the constant stir,
The toil of seas where shores are wrought,
The toil of Christ, the carpenter;
The toil of God incessantly
By palm-set land or frozen sea.</p
“A nomad I will remain for life,
in love with distant and uncharted places.”
Isabelle Eberhardt (1877–1904) Swiss explorer and author
Cesare Pavese (1908–1950) Italian poet, novelist, literary critic, and translator
This Business of Living (1935-1950)