John Boyle O'Reilly Quotes
The red rose whispers of passion, And the white rose breathes of love; O, the red rose is a falcon, And the white rose is a dove.
When honor comes to you, be ready to take it; But reach not to seize it before it is near.
Put least trust in him who is foremost to praise you, nor judge of a road till it draw to the end.
Too late we learn, a man must hold his friend Unjudged, accepted, trusted to the end.
And we who have toiled for freedom's law, have we sought for freedom's soul? Have we learned at last that human right is not a part but the whole?
The organized charity, scrimped and iced, In the name of a cautious, statistical Christ.
For peace do not hope; to be just you must break it. Still work for the minute and not for the year.
The world is large when its weary leagues two loving hearts divide; But the world is small when your enemy is loose on the other side.
Well blest is he who has a dear one dead; A friend he has whose face will never change- A dear communion that will not grow strange; The anchor of a love is death.
Our life a harp is, with unnumbered strings, And tones and symphonies; but our poor skill Some shallow notes from its great music brings.
It has always been the aim of royalty and aristocracy to lower the individual liberty and independence of the common people. A baron and a minute-man could not breathe the same air.
Organized charity scrimped and iced In the name of the cautious statistical Christ.