Charles Mackay
Charles Mackay
kings rain wine
The king can drink the best of wine -So can I;And has enough when he would dine -So have I;And can not order rain or shine -Nor can I.Then where's the difference - let me see -Betwixt my lord the king and me?
flower blow men
There's a fount about to stream, There's a light about to beam, There's a warmth about to glow, There's a flower about to blow; There's a midnight blackness changing Into gray; Men of thought and men of action, Clear the way.
mother water nurse
Water is the mother of the vine, the nurse and fountain of fecundity, the adorner and refresher of the world.
kings ifs wretched
If happy I and wretched he, Perhaps the king would change with me.
sage world may
Much as the sage may affect to despise the opinion of the world, there are few who would not rather expose their lives a hundred times than be condemned to live on, in society, but not of it - a by-word of reproach to all who know their history, and a mark for scorn to point his finger at.
pieces paper causes
Money, again, has often been a cause of the delusion of the multitudes. Sober nations have all at once become desperate gamblers, and risked almost their existence upon the turn of a piece of paper.
military men way
Men of thought and men of action, clear the Way!
truth distance eye
Truth . . . and if mine eyes Can bear its blaze, and trace its symmetries, Measure its distance, and its advent wait, I am no prophet - I but calculate.
running reading mad
In reading The History of Nations, we find that, like individuals, they have their whims and their peculiarities, their seasons of excitement and recklessness, when they care not what they do. We find that whole communities suddenly fix their minds upon one object and go mad in its pursuit; that millions of people become simultaneously impressed with one delusion, and run after it, till their attention is caught by some new folly more captivating than the first.
age gains peculiar
Every age has its peculiar folly: Some scheme, project, or fantasy into which it plunges, spurred on by the love of gain, the necessity of excitement, or the force of imitation.
wind wings pathways
Tell me, ye wingèd winds That round my pathway roar, Know ye not some spot Where mortals weep no more?
love dark sea
Some love to roam o'er the dark sea's foam, Where the shrill winds whistle free.
men might cain
Old Tubal Cain was a man of might In the days when earth was young.
running truth sunshine
But the sunshine aye shall light the sky, As round and round we run; And the truth shall ever come uppermost, And justice shall be done.