James Wood, comp. Dictionary of Quotations. 1899.
Bryant
All that tread the globe are but a handful to the tribes that slumber in its bosom.
Deliverer, God hath appointed thee to free the oppressed and crush the oppressor.
Eloquence is the poetry of prose.
God hath anointed thee to free the oppressed and crush the oppressor.
God hath yoked to Guilt her pale tormentor, Misery.
Knowledge is the material with which genius builds her fabrics.
Old age is wise for itself, but not wise for the community.
Poetry is the worst mask in the world behind which folly and stupidity could attempt to hide their features.
The elements of poetry lie in natural objects, in the vicissitudes of human life, in the emotions of the human heart, and the relations of man to man.
The press is a mill which grinds all that is put into its hopper.