“One by one, the villager torches are lit, and a fire spreads through their circle until it blazes like an enormous bullion… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
To her bier Comes the year Not with weeping and distress, as mortals do, But, to guide her way to it, All… — Lucy Larcom Copy Share Image
Whoever becomes imbued with a noble idea kindles a flame from which other torches are lit, and influences those with whom he… — Henry George Copy Share Image
