Proceedings, Volym 54

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Sida 141 - 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.
Sida 179 - For his religion, it was fit To match his learning and his wit : 'Twas Presbyterian true blue, For he was of that stubborn crew Of errant saints, whom all men grant To be the true church militant ; Such as do build their faith upon The holy text of pike and gun ; Decide all controversies by Infallible artillery ; And prove their doctrine orthodox By apostolic blows and knocks...
Sida 4 - Let us understand, once for all, that the ethical progress of society depends, not on imitating the cosmic process, still less in running away from it, but in combating it.
Sida 128 - We lie in the lap of immense intelligence, which makes us receivers of its truth and organs of its activity. When we discern justice, when we discern truth, we do nothing of ourselves, but allow a passage to its beams.
Sida 113 - Through muddy impurity, As when with the daring Last look of despairing Fixed on futurity. Perishing gloomily, Spurred by contumely, Cold inhumanity, Burning insanity, Into her rest. Cross her hands humbly, As if praying dumbly, Over her breast ! Owning her weakness, Her evil behavior, And leaving, with meekness, Her sins to her Saviour ! (The vigour of this poem is no less remarkable than its pathos.
Sida 167 - On Butler, who can think without just rage, The glory and the scandal of the age ? Fair stood his hopes, when first he came to town, Met everywhere with welcomes of renown.
Sida 168 - For loyalty is still the same Whether it win or lose the game ; True as the dial to the sun, Although it be not shin'd upon.
Sida 168 - Or at a city feast to dine, But Hudibras must still be there, Or all the fat was in the fire. Now, after all, was it not hard That he should meet with no reward, That fitted out this Knight and Squire, This monarch did so much admire ? That he should never reimburse The man for th' equipage or horse, Is sure a strange, ungrateful thing, In any body but a King.
Sida 165 - In this mist of obscurity passed the life of Butler, a man whose name can only perish with his language. The mode and place of his education are unknown; the events of his life are variously related ; and all that can be told with certainty is, that he was poor.
Sida 28 - The secrets of the hoary deep; a dark Illimitable ocean, without bound, Without dimension, where length, breadth, and height, And time, and place, are lost...

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