Clear Grit: A Collection of Lectures, Addresses and PoemsAmerican Unitarian Association, 1913 - 328 strán (strany) |
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... held the words " Our holy and beautiful house where our fathers praised Thee is burnt with fire , and all our pleasant things are laid waste . " It was not really a place of worship so much as a place to be worshiped ; not one in a ...
... held the words " Our holy and beautiful house where our fathers praised Thee is burnt with fire , and all our pleasant things are laid waste . " It was not really a place of worship so much as a place to be worshiped ; not one in a ...
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... held its own peerless treasure , which the wasting and wantonness of three hundred years could not deform or defile . They laid the most precious dust there of their dead . The cathedral was the shrine of a county 50 CLEAR GRIT.
... held its own peerless treasure , which the wasting and wantonness of three hundred years could not deform or defile . They laid the most precious dust there of their dead . The cathedral was the shrine of a county 50 CLEAR GRIT.
Strana 58
... held to be free from the bishop because St. Peter had stolen a march on him that night , and what some of us like to remember just as well or better , for almost 700 years those who fished in that bend of the river always sent the tenth ...
... held to be free from the bishop because St. Peter had stolen a march on him that night , and what some of us like to remember just as well or better , for almost 700 years those who fished in that bend of the river always sent the tenth ...
Strana 64
... held the stone cold feet in her lap and tried to warm them , and then at last , the white face grew still , and the king was dead . He lies buried in the very heart of the old min- ster . Six times in these 820 years men have seen his ...
... held the stone cold feet in her lap and tried to warm them , and then at last , the white face grew still , and the king was dead . He lies buried in the very heart of the old min- ster . Six times in these 820 years men have seen his ...
Strana 73
... held it in my heart . I saw the solemn processions of 800 years , the living and the dead , and said , " After life's fitful fever , they all sleep well . " Then I came out into the sunshine and the great city that held the conqueror at ...
... held it in my heart . I saw the solemn processions of 800 years , the living and the dead , and said , " After life's fitful fever , they all sleep well . " Then I came out into the sunshine and the great city that held the conqueror at ...
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Strana 227 - THAT AND A' THAT" Is there, for honest Poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that! The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Strana 221 - And, oh ! may Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-loved Isle.
Strana 89 - The word of the Lord by night To the watching Pilgrims came, As they sat by the seaside, And filled their hearts with flame. God said, I am tired of kings, I suffer them no more; Up to my ear the morning brings The outrage of the poor. Think ye I made this ball A field of havoc and war, Where tyrants great and tyrants small Might harry the weak and poor?
Strana 212 - I'm truly sorry man's dominion, Has broken Nature's social union, An' justifies that ill opinion, Which makes thee startle At me, thy poor, earth-born companion, An
Strana 228 - He's but a coof for a' that: For a' that, and a' that, His riband, star, and a' that, The man of independent mind, He looks and laughs at a' that. A prince can mak a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith he mauna fa' that! For a
Strana 228 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, 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
Strana 214 - The best laid schemes o' mice an' men Gang aft a-gley, An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain, For promised joy. Still thou art blest, compared wi' me ! The present only toucheth thee : But och ! I backward cast my e'e On prospects drear ! An...
Strana 250 - I explained to them what coyness and difficulty and denial meant in maidens: when suddenly turning to Alice, the soul of the first Alice looked out at her eyes with such a reality of re-presentment, that I became in doubt which of them stood there before me, or whose that bright hair was...
Strana 245 - Were all besmeared and dyed, And when they saw the darksome night, They sat them down and cried. Thus...
Strana 112 - MAY I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self. In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge man's search To vaster issues.