James Gates Percival

“The rose, that is the queen of flowers.”

“Softly the moonlight is shed on the lake.”

“The world is full of poetry—the air is living with its spirit; and the waves dance to the music of its melodies, and sparkle in its brightness.”

“Oh! it is great for our country to die, where ranks are contending.”

“On thy gray crags, a scathed and shattered pine, a watch-tower for the storm.”

“How still the air is, and the sea how calm!”

“The soul of music is true feeling.”

“In the full choir of song, in the full power of art, let the strains of our fathers exultingly roll.”

“The bird, let loose in eastern skies, when hastening fondly home, ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies where idle warblers roam.”