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Page 212 - ... those few art eminently seen, That labour up the hill of heavenly truth, The better part with Mary and with Ruth Chosen thou hast; and they that overween, And at thy growing virtues fret their spleen, No anger find in thee, but pity and ruth. Thy care is fixed, and zealously attends To fill thy odorous lamp with deeds of light, And hope that reaps not shame.
Page 251 - The old Man still stood talking by my side; But now his voice to me was like a stream Scarce heard; nor word from word could I divide; And the whole body of the Man did seem Like one whom I had met with in a dream; Or like a man from some far region sent, To give me human strength, by apt admonishment.
Page 399 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing...
Page 361 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me : To him my tale I teach.
Page 79 - Bible, which contains not only the truth, but the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, for this time and for all future time — both here and in the world to come.
Page 203 - Robert was somewhat in the position of the old woman who "had so many children she didn't know what to do.
Page 289 - Robert sprang from the stool, and, without knowing why, moved only by the chastity of delight, flung the door to the post. It banged and clicked. Almost mad with the joy of the Titanic instrument, he seated himself again at the keys, and plunged into a tempest of clanging harmony. One hundred bells hang in that temple of wonder — an instrument for a city, nay, for a kingdom.
Page 214 - Come in the glory of thine excellence, Rive the dense gloom with wedges of clear light, And let the shimmer of thy chariot wheels Burn through the cracks of night ! So slowly, Lord, To lift myself to thee with hands of toil, Climbing the slippery cliffs of unheard prayer ! Lift up a hand among my idle days— One beckoning finger : I will cast aside The clogs of earthly circumstance and run Up the broad highways where the countless worlds Sit ripening in the summer of thy love.
Page 303 - First, — That a man's business is to do the will of God : Second, — That God takes upon himself the care of the man: Third, — Therefore, that a man must never be afraid of anything; and so, Fourth, — be left free to love God with all his heart, and his neighbour as himself.