Quote#Peace
Oh never yet did Peace her chaplet twine
Quote byEmma Catherine Embury · 1806–1863
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: "Peace", st. 4, in John A. Clark (ed.) The Christian Keepsake and Missionary Annual (Philadelphia: William Marshall and Co., 1838) p. 144. The poem's epigraph is from Psalm 29, 11: "The Lord will bless his people with peace.".
English (original)
Oh never yet did Peace her chaplet twine, To lay upon base Mammon’s sordid shrine, Where Earth’s most precious things are bought and sold; Thrown on that pile, the "pearl of price" would be Despised, because unfit for merchantry.
— Emma Catherine Embury
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