Give me again my hollow tree
A crust of bread, and liberty!
O liberty! how many crimes are committed in thy name!
Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please. As You Like It. Act II. Sc. 7. L. 47.
There's nothing, situate under heaven's eye But hath his bound, in earth, in sea, in sky. Comedy of Errors. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 15. </poem>
So every boDdman in his own hand bears
The power to cancel his captivity.
Julius Caesar. Act I. Sc. 3. L. 101.
Deep in the frozen regions of the north,
A goddess violated brought thee forth,
Immortal Liberty!
Smollett—Ode to Independence. L. 5.
Behold! in Liberty's unclouded blaze
We lift our heads, a race of other days.
Charles Sprague—Centennial Ode. St. 22.
Libertatem natura etiam mutis animalibus
datam.
Liberty is given by nature even to mute
animals.
Eloquentia, alumna licentiae, quam stulti libertatem vocabant.
[That form of] eloquence, the foster-child of
licence, which fools call liberty.
of Peace, like
"another morn,
Risen on mid-noon;"
and the sky on which you closed your eye was
cloudless.
God grants liberty only to those who love it,
and are always ready to guard and defend it.
LIBRARIES
(See also Books)
Food for the soul.
That place that does contain
My books, the best companions, is to me
A glorious court, where hourly I converse
With the old sages and philosophers;
And sometimes, for variety, I confer
With kings and emperors, and weigh their counsels;
Calling their victories, if unjustly got,
Unto a strict account, and, in my fancy,
Deface their ill-placed statues.
A library is but the soul's burial-ground. It
is the land of shadows.
All round the room my silent servants wait,
My friends in every season, bright and dim.
Barry Cornwall—My Books.