Bygone Sussex

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William Andrews & Company, 1897 - Sussex (England) - 257 pages

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Page 242 - AN old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king ; Princes, the dregs of their dull race, who flow Through public scorn — mud from a muddy spring ; Rulers, who neither see, nor feel, nor know. But leech-like to their fainting country cling...
Page 243 - Let me set my mournful ditty To a merry measure, Thou wilt never come for pity, Thou wilt come for pleasure. Pity then will cut away, Those cruel wings, and thou wilt stay.
Page 224 - Oh that men would praise the Lord for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men ! For he satisfieth the longing soul, and filleth the hungry soul with goodness.
Page 230 - Now therefore be not grieved, nor angry with yourselves, that ye sold me hither ; for GOD did send me before you to preserve life.
Page 225 - My little children, these things write I unto you, that ye sin not. And if any man sin, we have an Advocate with the Father, Jesus Christ the Righteous...
Page 246 - Stain with its venomous stream a human feast, To the pure skies in accusation steaming; Avenging poisons shall have ceased To feed disease and fear and madness, The dwellers of the earth and air Shall throng around our steps in gladness, Seeking their food or refuge there. Our toil from thought all glorious forms shall cull, To make this earth, our home, more beautiful, And Science, and her sister Poesy, Shall clothe in light the fields and cities of the free ! 6.
Page 119 - There is a magnet-like attraction in These waters to the imaginative power That links the viewless with the visible, And pictures things unseen. To realms beyond Yon highway of the world my fancy flies, When by her tall and triple mast we know Some noble voyager that has to woo The trade-winds and to stem th
Page 102 - We are fallen, even we, whose passion On earth is nearest thine; Who sing, and cease from flying; Who live, and dream of dying: Grey time, in time's grey fashion, Bids wingless creatures pine: We are fallen, even we, whose passion On earth is nearest thine.
Page 242 - A people starved and stabbed in the untilled field ; An army which liberticide and prey Makes as a two-edged sword to all who wield ; Golden and sanguine laws which tempt and slay ; Religion Christless, Godless — a book sealed ; A Senate — Time's worst statute unrepealed, Are graves from which a glorious Phantom may Burst to illumine our tempestuous day.
Page 228 - ... whosoever believeth in him shall not perish, but have everlasting life.

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