Always conscious of his purpose was Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. This is an 1882 reprint of his poetical works. Nicely bound in the style of the day, and illustrated as such, here and there.
“Yet the true glory of a nation consists not in the extent of its territory, the pomp of its forests, the majesty of its rivers, the height of its mountains, and the beauty of its sky; but in the extent of its mental power,—the majesty of its intellect,—the height and depth and purity of its moral nature. It consists not in what nature has given to the body, but in what nature and education have given to the mind:—not in the world around us, but in the world within us:—not in the circumstances of fortune, but in the attributes of the soul:—not in the corruptible, transitory, and perishable forms of matter, but in the incorruptible, the permanent, the imperishable mind. True greatness is the greatness of the mind;—the true glory of a nation is moral and intellectual pre-eminence.”
“The Defence of Poetry” (published in The North American Review, January 1832)
It seems he must have used AI to write this, wot!