Quotes
Quotes about Law
Hail wedded love, mysterious law, true source
Of human offspring.
Men of most renowned virtue have sometimes by transgressing most truly kept the law.
I am as free as Nature first made man,
Ere the base laws of servitude began,
When wild in woods the noble savage ran.
Let us consider the reason of the case. For nothing is law that is not reason.
I knew a very wise man that believed that if a man were permitted to make all the ballads, he need not care who should make the laws of a nation.
"Whatever is, is not," is the maxim of the anarchist, as often as anything comes across him in the shape of a law which he happens not to like.
Possession is eleven points in the law.
One to destroy is murder by the law,
And gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe;
To murder thousands takes a specious name,
War's glorious art, and gives immortal fame.
Just men, by whom impartial laws were given;
And saints who taught and led the way to heaven.
Behold the child, by Nature's kindly law,
Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw;
Some livelier plaything gives his youth delight,
A little louder, but as empty quite;
Scarfs, garters, gold, amuse his riper stage,
And beads and prayer-books are the toys of age.
Pleased with this bauble still, as that before,
Till tired he sleeps, and life's poor play is o'er.
Order is Heaven's first law.
'T is from high life high characters are drawn;
A saint in crape is twice a saint in lawn.
By flatterers besieg'd,
And so obliging that he ne'er oblig'd;
Like Cato, give his little senate laws,
And sit attentive to his own applause.
Nature and Nature's laws lay hid in night:
God said, "Let Newton be!" and all was light.
Curse on all laws but those which love has made!
Love, free as air at sight of human ties,
Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies.
A brave man struggling in the storms of fate,
And greatly falling with a falling state.
While Cato gives his little senate laws,
What bosom beats not in his country's cause?
Aurora now, fair daughter of the dawn,
Sprinkled with rosy light the dewy lawn.
When now Aurora, daughter of the dawn,
With rosy lustre purpled o'er the lawn.
True friendship's laws are by this rule exprest,--
Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest.
The charge is prepar'd, the lawyers are met,
The judges all ranged,--a terrible show!
The law is a sort of hocus-pocus science, that smiles in yer face while it picks yer pocket; and the glorious uncertainty of it is of mair use to the professors than the justice of it.
I care not, Fortune, what you me deny:
You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace,
You cannot shut the windows of the sky
Through which Aurora shows her brightening face;
You cannot bar my constant feet to trace
The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve:
Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace,
And I their toys to the great children leave:
Of fancy, reason, virtue, naught can me bereave.
Where law ends, tyranny begins.
How small of all that human hearts endure,
That part which laws or kings can cause or cure!
Still to ourselves in every place consigned,
Our own felicity we make or find.
With secret course, which no loud storms annoy,
Glides the smooth current of domestic joy.
The law is the last result of human wisdom acting upon human experience for the benefit of the public.
