Little dew-drops of celestial melody. – Thomas Carlyle
Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come. – Thomas Carlyle
Little dew-drops of celestial melody. – Thomas Carlyle
Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come. – Thomas Carlyle
Even in the meanest sorts of labor, the whole soul of a man is composed into a kind of real harmony the instant he sets himself to work. – Thomas Carlyle
Heroism is the divine relation which, in all times, unites a great man to other men. – Thomas Carlyle