Morus [by K.H. Digby. Book 3 of The broad stone of honour].

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163. oldal - Grace was in all her steps. Heaven in her eye, In every gesture dignity and love.
246. oldal - Most wretched men Are cradled into poetry by wrong, They learn in suffering what they teach in song.
221. oldal - We were now treading that illustrious island, which was once the luminary of the Caledonian regions, whence savage clans and roving barbarians derived the benefits of knowledge., and the blessings of religion. To abstract the mind from all local emotion would be impossible if it were endeavoured, and would be foolish if it were possible. Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses, whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future, predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity...
284. oldal - There is a path which no fowl knoweth, and which the vulture's eye hath not seen : The lion's whelps have not trodden it, nor the fierce lion passed by it.
147. oldal - ... What reward shall be given or done unto thee, thou false tongue : even mighty and sharp arrows, with hot burning coals. 4 Woe is me, that I am constrained to dwell with Mesech : and to have my habitation among the tents of Kedar! 5 My soul hath long dwelt among them : that are enemies unto peace. 6 I labour for peace; but when I speak unto them thereof : they make them ready to battle.
276. oldal - He that spared not his own Son, but delivered him up for us all, how shall he not with him also freely give us all things ? Who shall lay any thing to the charge of God's elect?
37. oldal - I could never hear the AveMary bell* without an elevation, or think it a sufficient warrant, because they erred in one circumstance, for me to err in all, that is, in silence and dumb contempt ; whilst therefore they directed their devotions to her, I offered mine to God, and rectified the errors of their prayers, by rightly ordering mine own.
296. oldal - But hark ! the portals sound, and pacing forth With solemn steps and slow, High potentates, and dames of royal birth, And mitred fathers in long order go...
56. oldal - Te gloriosus Apostolorum chorus, Te prophetarum laudabilis numerus, Te Martyrum candidatus laudat exercitus.
35. oldal - I mean to say is but this : there will come a time when three words uttered with charity and meekness shall receive a far more blessed reward than three thousand volumes written with disdainful sharpness of wit.

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