Quote#Love
The love of the Right, tho' cast down, the hate of victorious Ill
Quote byLewis Morris · 1833–1907
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Harvest-Tide (1901), "A New Orphic Hymn", line 5; p. 10..
English (original)
The love of the Right, tho' cast down, the hate of victorious Ill, All are sparks from the central fire of a boundless beneficent will.
— Lewis Morris
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