Who is Henry Ward Beecher

Henry Ward Beecher (June 24, 1813 – March 8, 1887) was an American Congregationalist clergyman, social reformer, and speaker, known for his support of the abolition of slavery, his emphasis on God's love, and his 1875 adultery trial. His rhetorical focus on Christ's love has influenced mainstream Christianity to this day.Henry Ward Beecher was the son of Lyman Beecher, a Calvinist minister who became one of the best-known evangelists of his era. Several of his brothers and sisters became well-known educators and activists, most notably Harriet Beecher Stowe, who achieved worldwide fame with her abolitionist novel Uncle Tom's Cabin. Henry Ward Beecher graduated from Amherst College in 1834 and Lane Theological Seminary in 1837 before serving as a minister in Indianapolis and Lawrenceburg,...
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Ragipergon24: “compassion will cure more sins than condemnation.” –henry ward beecher
_afactor: “hold yourself responsible for a higher standard than anyone else expects of you. never excuse yourself. never pity yourself. be a hard master on yourself, and be lenient to everyone else.” - henry ward beecher (19th-century clergyman)
Simpreneurship: "good nature is worth more than knowledge, more than money, more than honor, to the persons who possess it." — henry ward beecher
Jinyounglandss: the soul without imagination is what an observatory would be without a telescope. henry ward beecher
Neelliango48621: to the great tree-loving fraternity we belong. we love trees with universal and unfeigned love, and all things that do grow under them or around them - the whole leaf and root tribe.,henry ward beecher,trees,
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Sonnet Xvi. To Kosciusko
 by John Keats

Good Kosciusko, thy great name alone
Is a full harvest whence to reap high feeling;
It comes upon us like the glorious pealing
Of the wide spheres -- an everlasting tone.
And now it tells me, that in worlds unknown,
The names of heroes, burst from clouds concealing,
And changed to harmonies, for ever stealing
Through cloudless blue, and round each silver throne.
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