“Descend, descend, Urania, speak
To men in their own tongue!
Leave not the breaking heart to break
Because thine own is strong.
This is the law, in dream and deed,
That heaven must walk on earth!
O, shine upon the humble creed
That holds the heavenly birth.”

“It is not, nor it cannot, come to good,
But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.”

“I know that my race must change. We cannot hold our own with the white men as we are. We only ask an even chance to live as other men live. We ask to be recognized as men. We ask that the same law shall work alike on all men. If an Indian breaks the law, punish him by the law. If a white man breaks the law, punish him also.”

“O Twilight! Spirit that dost render birth
To dim enchantments; melting heaven with earth,
Leaving on craggy hills and running streams
A softness like the atmosphere of dreams.”

“Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart;
My silent heart, lie still and break:
Life, and the world, and mine own self, are changed
For a dream's sake.”

“Go put your creed into your deed,
Nor speak with double tongue.”

“Break, break, break,
On thy cold gray stones, O Sea!
And I would that my tongue could utter
The thoughts that arise in me.”

“O, she walked unaware of her own increasing beauty
That was holding men's thoughts from market or plough”

“Think not to match yourself against gods, for men that walk the earth cannot hold their own with the immortals.”

“Behold the sword of the Lord will descend suddenly and quickly upon the earth.”
Ecce gladius Domini super terram, cito et velociter.