when we who were named by our names flitted
across the light, we were afraid of any fact, or dis-
graced the fair Day by a pusillanimous preference
of our bread to our freedom. What is the scholar,
what is the man for, but for hospitality to every
new thought of his time? Have you leisure, power,
property, friends? You shall be the asylum and
patron of every new thought, every unproven opin-
ion, every untried project which proceeds out of
good will and honest seeking. All the newspapers,
all the tongues of to-day will of course at first de-
fame what is noble; but you who hold not of to-day,
not of the times, but of the Everlasting, are to stand
for it: and the highest compliment man ever re-
ceives from heaven is the sending to him its dis-
guised and discredited angels.

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