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LOVE AND ITS HIDDEN HISTORY.
law, or principle; and, if it be fnlly heeded and attended to at tlie right time, the world will be the better for it. Failure and success are a part of life. all fail.
We all succeed, and we
The brave and resolute are topmost.
go up ; the faint-hearted go down.
The stout-hearted
Atlas, with the world on his
broad shoulders, is pluck, persistency, success. world believes in is ahead. this direction.
The head the
The daring and determined go in
Their route is not all sunshine and pleasure, but
it has a good share.
Whether we succeed or fail do something
or nothing depends upon the individual.
Faith, and pluck, and
work will do for a man all that can be done.
If he fails with these,
it is a failure worth all the successes the world ever saw. Women are sometimes censured for being old maids.
It is too
often an unjust judgment, and merits compliment rather than censure.
The world is under great indebtedness to this class for no
little of its best intellect, heart, and good sense.
They live to
honor the community and themselves ; and perpetuate themselves in their own good examples, which is better than through the channel of questionable blood; and yet chronic maidenhood is to be regretted, because no woman can reach perfection save through the maternal realm of her glorious nature ! The color of a thing often depends upon the sort of eyes that look upon it.
A man troubled with the spleen or dyspepsia sees
no gold in the summer sun, no pleasing tints in the unfolding rose, and nothing attractive in a pair of virgin lips.
Per contra, one
with good digestion and an active flow of blood sees beauty in almost everything. All human beings, all human organizations alike, generate an element called love (in this connection I am writing on the physical plane), and
if they be
coarse it follows that
the great
chemical result will be coarse too; and, therefore, their likes and dislikes, tastes, appetites,
fancies,
affections, loves,
hopes, pleasures, ambitions, all will correspond.
pursuits,
You cannot
make silk purses of pig’s ears, nor a rough, coarse, brutal man or woman love with the power, refinement, delicacy, intensity, and soul-fervor, that a finer-moulded one is capable of.
And yet, how soever coarse a love may be, it is capable of refinement and purification to a very great degree; mainly by thinking, wishing, willing one’s self on a nobler, higher plane ; dwelling less on self,
law, or principle; and, if it be fnlly heeded and attended to at tlie right time, the world will be the better for it. Failure and success are a part of life. all fail.
We all succeed, and we
The brave and resolute are topmost.
go up ; the faint-hearted go down.
The stout-hearted
Atlas, with the world on his
broad shoulders, is pluck, persistency, success. world believes in is ahead. this direction.
The head the
The daring and determined go in
Their route is not all sunshine and pleasure, but
it has a good share.
Whether we succeed or fail do something
or nothing depends upon the individual.
Faith, and pluck, and
work will do for a man all that can be done.
If he fails with these,
it is a failure worth all the successes the world ever saw. Women are sometimes censured for being old maids.
It is too
often an unjust judgment, and merits compliment rather than censure.
The world is under great indebtedness to this class for no
little of its best intellect, heart, and good sense.
They live to
honor the community and themselves ; and perpetuate themselves in their own good examples, which is better than through the channel of questionable blood; and yet chronic maidenhood is to be regretted, because no woman can reach perfection save through the maternal realm of her glorious nature ! The color of a thing often depends upon the sort of eyes that look upon it.
A man troubled with the spleen or dyspepsia sees
no gold in the summer sun, no pleasing tints in the unfolding rose, and nothing attractive in a pair of virgin lips.
Per contra, one
with good digestion and an active flow of blood sees beauty in almost everything. All human beings, all human organizations alike, generate an element called love (in this connection I am writing on the physical plane), and
if they be
coarse it follows that
the great
chemical result will be coarse too; and, therefore, their likes and dislikes, tastes, appetites,
fancies,
affections, loves,
hopes, pleasures, ambitions, all will correspond.
pursuits,
You cannot
make silk purses of pig’s ears, nor a rough, coarse, brutal man or woman love with the power, refinement, delicacy, intensity, and soul-fervor, that a finer-moulded one is capable of.
And yet, how soever coarse a love may be, it is capable of refinement and purification to a very great degree; mainly by thinking, wishing, willing one’s self on a nobler, higher plane ; dwelling less on self,
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