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Lectures, Addresses: And Other Literary Remains (Classic Reprint)
Frederick William Robertson
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Alfred Tennyson Anicetus Atheism beauty become believe belongs better Bishop of Rome Brighton brother called century character Christ Christian Church of England Church of Rome classes Council of Sardica Cyprian death difference Divine doctrine duty Early Closing earnest English eternal evil existence expression feeling felt give hand heart heaven High Churchism honour imagination infidelity influence Institution intellectual labour language lecture liberty living look man's manly matter mean merely mind moral Nabal nation nature never noble Pantheism passage passed passion perfect conception persons Picts poem poet poetic Poetry political Pomponia Graecina poor Pope present principle question rank reason recognised respect Robertson sacred seems selfishness sense Sermons Shakspere society soul speak spirit sympathy taste tell Tennyson things thou thought tion to-night true truth understand whole words Wordsworth wrong young
Page 176 - Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Page 5 - And immediately the angel of the Lord smote him, because he gave not God the glory ; and he was eaten of worms, and gave up the ghost.
Page 164 - Sound needed none, Nor any voice of joy ; his spirit drank The spectacle : sensation, soul, and form All melted into him ; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live, And by them did he live ; they were his life. In such access of mind, in such high hour Of visitation from the living God, Thought was not ; in enjoyment it expired.
Page 144 - Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Page 156 - Dreams, books, are each a world ; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good : Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Page 279 - Our little systems have their day; They have their day and cease to be: They are but broken lights of thee, And thou, O Lord, art more than they.
Page 7 - As come it will for a' that — That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that ; For a' that, and a' that, It's coming yet for a' that, That man to man, the world o'er, Shall brothers be for a
Page 114 - O, it is excellent To have a giant's strength ; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant.