Speech · Political speechFour score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth, on this continent, a new nation, conceived in liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.Abraham Lincoln1863★ 9.2
Speech · Political speechBut, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate—we can not consecrate—we can not hallow—this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us, that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion, that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain, that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom, and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.Abraham LincolnGettysburg Address · 1863★ 8.6
EssayAll that is beautiful and noble is the result of reason and calculation.Charles Baudelaire1863★ 3.7
Speech · Political speechAs in religion, so in politics, it is faith, and not despondency, that overcomes mountains and scales the heavens.William Seward1863★ 3.6
When all the world is young, lad, And all the trees are green; And every goose a swan, lad, And every lass a queen; Then hey for boot and horse, lad, And round the world away: Young blood must have its course, lad, And every dog his day.Charles Kingsley1863★ 3.5
Personal journalThe first virtue of a painting is to be a feast for the eyes.Eugene Delacroix1863★ 2.9
Speech · Political speechThe relation subsisting between the white and colored people of this country, is of all other questions, the great, paramount, imperative and all commanding question for this age and nation to solve.Frederick Douglass1863★ 2.0
PoemSerene, I fold my hands and wait, Nor care for wind, nor tide, nor sea; I rave no more 'gainst time or fate, For lo! my own shall come to me.John Burroughs1863★ 1.9
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