APLAC Unit 5 Quotes

"The carpenter signing his as he measures his plank or beam, the mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,"

I Hear America Singing

"The delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work, or of the girl sewing or washing,"

I Hear America Singing

"The day what belongs to the day \-- at night the party of young fellows, robust, friendly, singing with open mouths their strong melodious songs."

I Hear America Singing

"I mark'd, where, on a little promontory, it stood, isolated; mark'd how, to explore the vacant, vast surrounding, it launched forth filament..."

A Noiseless, Patient Spider

"And you, O my soul, where you stand, surrounded, surrounded, in measureless oceans of space,"

A Noiseless, Patient Spider

"Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing \-- seeking the spheres, to connect them' till the bridge you will need, be form'd..."

A Noiseless, Patient Spider

"When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me, when I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them..."

When I Heard the Learn'd Astronomer

"How soon accountable I became tired and sick, till rising and gliding out I wander'd off by myself..."

When I Heard the Learn'd Astronomer

"In the mystical moist night-air, ad from time to time, look'd up in perfect silence at the stars."

When I Heard the Learn'd Astronomer

"Of the questions recurring, of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill'd with the foolish..."

O Me! O Life!

"Of myself forever reproaching myself, of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever remov'd..."

O Me! O Life!

"Answer. That you are here \-- that life exists and identity, that the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse."

O Me! O Life!

"And what I assume you shall assume, for every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you."

Song of Myself \#1

"Safe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of grass."

Song of Myself \#1

"My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil, this air, born here of parents born here from parents the same..."

Song of Myself \#1

"I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard, nature without check with original energy."

Song of Myself \#1

"Alone far in the wilds and mountains I hunt, wandering amazed at my own lightness and glee, in the late afternoon choosing a safe spot to pass the night..."

Song of Myself \#10

"The boatmen and clam-diggers arose early and stopt for me, I tuck'd my trowser ends in my boots and went and had a good time; you should have been with us that day round the chowder-keddle."

Song of Myself \#10

"I saw the marriage of the trapper in the open air in the far west, the bride was a red girl..."

Song of Myself \#10

"The runaway slave came to my house and stopt outside, I heard his motions crackling the twigs of the woodpile, through the swung half-door of the kitchen I saw him limpsy and weak."

Song of Myself \#10

"And gave him a room that enter'd from my own, and gave him some coarse clean clothes, and remember perfectly well his revolving eyes and his awkwardness."

Song of Myself \#10

"He staid with me a week before he was recuperated and pass'd north, I had him sit next me at table, my fire-lock lean'd in the corner."

Song of Myself \#10

"I understand the large hearts of heroes, the courage of present times and all times..."

Song of Myself \#33

"How the skipper saw the crowded and rudderless wreck of the steamship, and Death chasing it up and down the storm..."

Song of Myself \#33

"How the lank loose-gown'd women look'd when boated from the side of their prepared graves, how the silent old-faced infants and the lifted sick, and the sharp lipp'd unshaved men..."

Song of Myself \#33

"All this I swallow, it tastes good, I like it well, it becomes mine, I am the man, I suffer'd, I was there."

Song of Myself \#33

"All of these I feel or am."

Song of Myself \#33

"I am the hounded slave, I wince at the bite of the dogs, Hell and despair are upon me, crack and again crack the marksmen..."

Song of Myself \#33

"I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person, my hurts turn livid upon me as I lean on a cane and observe."

Song of Myself \#33

"I am the mash'd fireman with breast-broken, tumbling walls buried me in their debris..."

Song of Myself \#33

"I lie in the night in my red shirt, the pervading hush is for my sake, painless after all I lie exhausted but not so unhappy, white and beautiful are the faces around me..."

Song of Myself \#33

"Distant and dead resuscitate, they show as the dial or move as the hands of me, I am the clock myself."

Song of Myself \#33

"I take part, I see and hear the whole, the cries, curses, roar, the plaudits for well-aim'd shots..."

Song of Myself \#33

"I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world."

Song of Myself \#52

"I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runaway sun, I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags."

Song of Myself \#52

"I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, if you want me again look under your boot-soles."

Song of Myself \#52

"You will hardly know who I am or what I mean, but I shall be good health to you nevertheless, and filter and fibre your blood."

Song of Myself \#52

"Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged, missing me one place search another, I stop somewhere waiting for you."

Song of Myself \#52

"I have no accurate knowledge of my age, never having seen any authentic record containing it."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"The white children could tell their ages. I could not tell why I ought to be deprived of the same privilege."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"The opinion was also whispered that my master was my father; but of the correctness of this opinion, I know nothing; the means of knowing was withheld from me."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"My mother and I were separated when I was but an infant \-- before I knew her as my mother."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"For what this separation is done, I do not know, unless it be to hinder the development of the child's affection toward its mother, and to blunt and destroy the natural affection if the mother for the child. This is the inevitable result."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"She was with me in the night. She would lie down with me, and get me to sleep, but long before I waked she was gone."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"I received the tidings of her death with much the same emotions I should have probably felt at the death of a stranger."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"The master is frequently compelled to sell this class of his slaves, out of deference to the feelings of his white wife; and, cruel as the deed may strike any one to be, for a man to sell his own children to human flesh-mongers..."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"If the lineal descent of Ham are alone to be scripturally enslaved, it is certain that slavery at the south must soon become unscriptural; for thousands are ushered into the world, annually, who, like myself, owe their existence to white fathers, and those fathers most frequently their own masters."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"I was quite a child, but I well remember it. I never shall forget it whilst I remember any thing. It was the first of a long series of such outrages, of which I was doomed to be a witness and a participant."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"I was so terrified and horror-stricken at the sight, that I hid myself in a closet, and dared not venture out till long after the bloody transaction was over."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"How I escaped death, I do not know. I got out of the woods safely, and now felt out of danger."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"This whipping was the first of a number just like it, and for similar offences."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"His comings were like a thief in the night. He appeared to us as being ever at hand. He was under every tree, behind every stump, in every bush, and at every window, on the plantation."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"He seemed to think himself equal to deceiving the Almighty. He would make a short prayer in the morning, and a long prayer at night; and, strange as it may seem, few men would at times appear as devotional as he."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"My non-compliance would almost always produce much confusion."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"The longest days were too short for him, and the shortest nights too long for him."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"You are loosed from your moorings, and are free; I am fast in my chains, and am a slave!"

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"It cannot be that I shall live and die a slave."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"It may be that my misery in slavery will only increase my happiness when I get free. There is a better day coming."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"You have seen how a man was made a slave; you shall see how a slave was made a man."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"Covey at length let me go, puffing and blowing at a great rate, saying that if I had not resisted, he would not have whipped me half as much."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"That reputation was at stake; and had he sent me - a boy about 16 years old - to the public whipping-post, his reputation would have been lost; so, to save his reputation, he suffered me to go unpunished."

Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglass

"I am tired of fighting. Our chiefs are killed; Looking Glass is dead, Ta Hool Hool is dead. The old men are all dead."

The Surrender of Chief Joseph

"My people, some of them, have run away to the hills, and have no blankets, no food."

The Surrender of Chief Joseph

"I want to have time to look for my children, and see how many of them I can find. Maybe I shall find them among the dead."

The Surrender of Chief Joseph

"I am tired; my heart is sick and sad. From where the sun now stands I will fight no more forever."

The Surrender of Chief Joseph

"I believe much trouble and blood would be saved if we opened our hearts more."

An Indian's Account of Indian Affairs

"They told us to treat all men as they treated us; that we should never be the first to break a bargain; that it was a disgrace to tell a lie; that we should speak only the truth; that it was a shame for one man to take from another his wife, or his property without paying for it. We were taught to believe that the Great Spirit sees and hears everything, and he never forgets..."

An Indian's Account of Indian Affairs

"An Indian respects a brave man, but he despises a coward."

An Indian's Account of Indian Affairs

"At first our people made no complaint. They thought there was room enough for all to live in peace, and they were learning many things from the white men that seemed to be good."

An Indian's Account of Indian Affairs

"He claimed that no man owned any part of the earth, and a man could not sell what he did not own."

An Indian's Account of Indian Affairs

"We gave up some of our country to the white men, thinking that then we could have peace. We were mistaken."

An Indian's Account of Indian Affairs

"If I cannot go to my own home, let me have a home in some country where my people will not dies so fast."

An Indian's Account of Indian Affairs

"I know that my race must change. We cannot hold our own with the white men as we are."

An Indian's Account of Indian Affairs

"I hope that no more groans of wounded men and women will ever go to the ear of the Great Spirit Chief above, and that all people may be one people."

An Indian's Account of Indian Affairs

"I determined to rush on you, and fight you face to face. I fought hard. But your guns were well aimed. The bullets flew like birds in the are, and whizzed by our ears like the wind through the trees in winter."

Farewell to Black Hawk

"I saw my evil day at hand. The sun rose dim on us in the morning, and at night it sank in a dark cloud, and looked like a ball of fire."

Farewell to Black Hawk

"The white men despise the Indians, and drive them from their homes. They smile in the face of the poor Indian, to cheat him; they shake him by the hand, to gain his confidence, to make him drunk, and to deceive him."

Farewell to Black Hawk

"The spirit of our fathers arose, and spoke to us to avenge our wrongs or die."

Farewell to Black Hawk

"But he does not care for himself. He cares for the Nation and the Indians. They will suffer."

Farewell to Black Hawk

"He has been taken prisoner, and his plans are crushed. He can do no more. He is near his end. His sun is setting, and he will rise no more."

Farewell to Black Hawk

"I will not, however, permit myself to believe, until all ground of hope is gone, that the fruit of his noble deeds will be destroyed, and that his precious advice and virtuous example will so soon be forgotten by his countrymen."

Letter to His Son

"It is the principle I contend for, not individual or private benefit. As an American citizen, I take great pride in my country, her prosperity and institutions, and would defend any state if her rights were invaded."

Letter to His Son

"The framers of the Constitution never exhausted so much labor, wisdom, and forebearance in its formation, and surrounded it with so many guards and securities, if it was intended to be broken by every member of the Confederacy at will."

Letter to His Son

"Still, a Union that can only be maintained by swords and bayonets, and in which strife and civil war are to take the place of brotherly love and kindness, has no charm for me."

Letter to His Son

"If the Union is dissolved, and the government disrupted, I shall return to my native state and share the miseries of my people; and, save in defense, will draw my sword on none."

Letter to His Son

"I have no misgivings about, or lack of confidence in the cause in which I am engaged, and my courage does not halt or falter."

Letter to His Wife Sarah

"And I am willing - perfectly willing - to lay down all my joys in this life, to help maintain this Government, and to pay that debt..."

Letter to His Wife Sarah

"Sarah, my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me with mighty cables that nothing but Omnipotence could break; and yet my love of Country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me unresistably on with all these chains to the battle field."

Letter to His Wife Sarah

"If I do not my dear, never forget how much I love you, and when my last breath escapes me on the battle field, i will whisper your name."

Letter to His Wife Sarah

"If the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the gladdest days and in the darkest nights."

Letter to His Wife Sarah

"Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether or not that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure."

Gettysburg Address

"The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here."

Gettysburg Address

"Leave not the bridgeroom quiet \-- no happiness must he have now with his bride, nor the peaceful farmer any peace, ploughing his field or gathering his grain, so fierce you whirr and pound you..."

Beat! Beat! Drums!

"Are beds prepared for sleepers at night in the houses? No sleepers must sleep in those beds, no bargainers' bargains by day \-- no brokers or speculators \-- would they continue?"

Beat! Beat! Drums!

"Mind not the timid \-- mind not the weeper or prayer, mind not the old man beseeching the young man..."

Beat! Beat! Drums!

"Let not the child's voice be heard, nor the mother's entreaties, make even the trestles to shake the dead where they lie awaiting the hearses, so strong you thump..."

Beat! Beat! Drums!

"As slow I walk in the cool fresh air in the path near by the hospital tent, three forms I see on stretchers lying, brought out there untended lying, over each the blanket spread, ample brownish woolen blanket, gray and heavy blanket, folding, covering all."

A Sight in Camp in the Daybreak Gray and Dim

"Who are you elderly man so gaunt and grim, with well-gray'd hair, and flesh all sunken about the eyes? Who are you my dear comrade?"

A Sight in Camp in the Daybreak Gray and Dim

"Then to the second I step \-- and who are you my child and darling? Who are you sweet boy with cheeks yet blooming?"

A Sight in Camp in the Daybreak Gray and Dim

"Young man I think I know you \-- I think this face is the face of the Christ himself, dead and divine and brother of all, and here again he lies."

A Sight in Camp in the Daybreak Gray and Dim