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Página 219 - Moses' seat : all therefore whatsoever they bid you observe, that observe and do ; but do not ye after their works : for they say, and do not.
Página 267 - After an arduous connection of eighteen years, I bid you respectfully farewell. My earnest purpose to serve you, my many faults and shortcomings, the incidents of the political relation between the University and myself, established in 1847, so often questioned in vain, and now at length finally dissolved, I leave to the judgment of the future. It is one imperative duty, and one alone, which induces me to trouble you with these few parting words : the duty of expressing my profound and lasting gratitude...
Página 150 - Never was there a more unlucky peroration, from the day when Lord Denman concluded an eloquent defence of a queen's innocence by appealing to the unhappy illustration which called forth the touching words, "Let him that is without sin cast the first stone at her." Never was there a more signal blunder than to ask this man to repudiate the friendship which had formed the whole pride and glory of his life. " I should think I am proud of him, madam," said he, rising and speaking with a boldness that...
Página 492 - My soul turn from them, turn we to survey Where rougher climes a nobler race display, Where the bleak Swiss their stormy mansion tread, And force a churlish soil for scanty bread; No product here the barren hills afford, But man and steel, the soldier and his sword...
Página 528 - You loved her too, old fellow. She told me all about it, and there was no friend had a closer place in her heart than you. I don't know how to thank you for all you have done for her. I can't think yet..." Here he suddenly broke down, and threw his arms round my shoulders and laid his head on my breast, crying, "Oh, Jack! Jack! What shall I do? The whole of life seems gone from me all at once, and there is nothing in the wide world for me to live for.
Página 239 - He that soweth the good seed is the Son of man. And the field is the world. And the good seed are the children of the kingdom. And the cockle are the children of the wicked one. And the enemy that sowed them is the devil.
Página 254 - A gauze on my bosom throw, And let me inhale the odors That over the garden blow. I dreamed I was with my Antony, And in his arms I lay; Ah, me! the vision has vanished — The music has died away.
Página 154 - But, at the same time, to enrich his country, and naturally himself by the way, has not ceased to be the Englishman's ambition ; and it is the lack of more violent channels for his energy, as well as the gradual change of public opinion, ' The Life of Josiah Wedgwood ; with an Introductory Sketch of the Art of Pottery in England.
Página 255 - O'er the mountains quivering play; Till the fiercer splendor of sunset Pours from the west its fire, And melted, as in a crucible, Their earthy forms expire; And the bald blear skull of the desert With glowing mountains is crowned, That burning like molten jewels Circle its temples round.
Página 188 - My dear," said Miss Marjoribanks, with a little severity, " I thought you knew me better. If I had been thinking of that sort of thing, I never would have come home at all ; and when you know how kind papa has been about the drawing-room and everything. Say what you were going to say, and never think of me." "Ah, Lucilla, I have had my life," said the trembling woman, whose agitation was coming to a climax — " I have had it, and done with it ; and you have been so good to me; and if, after all,...