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"O loving woman, man’s fulfillment, sweet, Completing him not otherwise complete! How void and useless the sad remnant left Were he of her, his nobler part, bereft."
"Let us not doubt that God has a father’s pity towards us, and that in the removal of that which is dearest to us He is still loving and kind. Death separates, but it also unites. It reunites whom it separates."

Abraham Coles was an American physician, translator, author and poet from New Jersey. He published Dies Irae (1859), Stabat Mater Dolorosa (1865), Stabat Mater Speciosa (1866), Old Gems in New Settings (1866), The Microcosm, The Evangel in Verse (1874) and The Light of the World (1884).
"O loving woman, man’s fulfillment, sweet, Completing him not otherwise complete! How void and useless the sad remnant left Were he of her, his nobler part, bereft."
"The power to bind and loose to Truth is given: The mouth that speaks it is the mouth of Heaven. The power, which in a sense belongs to none, Thus understood belongs to every one."
"The grave, where sets the orb of being, sets To rise, ascend, and culminate above Eternity’s horizon evermore."
"When Conscience wakens who can with her strive? Terrors and troubles from a sick soul drive? Naught so unpitying as the ire of sin, The inappeas’ble Nemesis within."
"On eyes that watch as well as eyes that weep Descends the solemn mystery of sleep, Toiling and climbing to the very close, The weary Body, longing for repose, On the gained level of the day’s ascent, Halts for the night and pitches there its tent."
"None of the prophets old, So lofty or so bold! No form of danger shakes his dauntless breast; In loneliness sublime He dares confront the time, And speak the truth, and give the world no rest: No kingly threat can cowardize his breath, He with majestic step goes forth to meet his death."