
Source: 1880s, Incidents and Anecdotes of the Civil War (1885), p. 295
"Declaration", p. 62
The August Sleepwalker (1990)
Source: 1880s, Incidents and Anecdotes of the Civil War (1885), p. 295
“The laurelled exiles, kneeling to kiss these sands.
Number there freedom's friends.”
"Exiles From Their Land, History Their Domicile"
The Still Centre (1939)
Context: The laurelled exiles, kneeling to kiss these sands.
Number there freedom's friends. One who
Within the element of endless summer,
Like leaf in amber, petrified by light,
Studied the root of action. One in a garret
Read books as though he broke up flints.
Source: (1776), Book IV, Chapter V, paragraph 82.
recalled by Carver Mead in Collective Electrodynamics: Quantum Foundations of Electromagnetism (2002), p. xix
“Leaves, some the wind scatters on the ground—So is the race of man.”
Leaves, also, are thy children; and leaves, too, are they who cry out so if they are worthy of credit, or bestow their praise, or on the contrary curse, or secretly blame and sneer; and leaves, in like manner, are those who shall receive and transmit a man's fame to after-times. For all such things as these "are produced in the season of spring," as the poet says; then the wind casts them down; then the forest produces other leaves in their places. But a brief existence is common to all things, and yet thou avoidest and pursuest all things as if they would be eternal.
X, 34
Meditations (c. 121–180 AD), Book X
A Mind with a Heart of Its Own, written with Jeff Lynne
Lyrics, Full Moon Fever (1989)
Source: 1980s, Trump: The Art of the Deal (1987), p. 89