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Methuen, 1896 - English literature - 345 pages
 

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Page 110 - The angel of death has been abroad throughout the land ; you may almost hear the beating of his wings.
Page 179 - not as alms-giving, but as the right that men have to be taken care of when, with the best will imaginable, they become unfit for work. Why should the regular soldier, disabled by war, or the official, have a right to be pensioned in his old age, and not the soldier of labour ? This thing will make its own way ; it has a future.
Page 110 - ... beating of his wings. There is no one, as when the first-born were slain of old, to sprinkle with blood the lintel and the two sideposts of our doors, that he may spare and pass on; he takes his victims from the castle of the noble, the mansion of the wealthy, and the cottage of the poor and the lowly, and it is on behalf of all these classes that I make this solemn appeal.
Page 50 - Even so. there will still remain to us ourselves. Simply to do our work in life, and to abide the issue, if we stand erect before the eternal calm as cheerfully as our fathers faced the eternal unrest, may be nobler training for our souls than the faith in progress.
Page 17 - Dr. Jelf, the chief [of King's College] for more than twenty years, was a gentleman of the old school, who was incapable of supposing that any one could lie to him. ... It was an accepted maxim that no one could lie to the Principal, because he always believed what was said. . . . After a few months at the College, every student, finding that he was treated as a gentleman, acted up to the gentleman's code of honor.
Page 78 - It is intolerable that an example of such terrible enormity should be allowed to go at large unpunished. Your presence in the society of respectable people would lead the less able-bodied to think more lightly of all forms of illness; neither can it be permitted that you should have the chance of corrupting unborn beings who might hereafter pester you. The unborn must not be allowed to come near you: and this not so much for their protection (for they are our natural enemies), as for our own; for...
Page 191 - But there were never such witty potato patches and such sparkling corn-fields before or since. The weeds were scratched out of the ground to the music of Tennyson or Browning, and the nooning was an hour as gay and bright as any brilliant midnight at Ambrose's.
Page 57 - Without doubt, no man with more wickedness ever attempted anything, or brought to pass what he desired more wickedly, more in the face and contempt of religion, and moral honesty; yet wickedness as great as his could never have accomplished those designs, without the assistance of a great spirit, an admirable circumspection, and sagacity, and a most magnanimous resolution.
Page 108 - I had for so many long winter-nights thought over what lofty and profound things I would say to Goethe, if ever I saw him! And when I saw him at last, I said to him, that the Saxon plums were very good! And Goethe smiled.
Page 84 - Just knows, and knows no more, her Bible true — A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew ; And in that charter reads with sparkling eyes Her title to a treasure in the skies.

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