Time, Volume 5

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Edmund Yates, E. M. (Abdy-Williams) Whgishaw, Walter Sichel, Ernest Belfort Bax
Kelly, 1881
 

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Page 8 - You must discard the word Fancy altogether. You have nothing to do with it. You are not to have, in any object of use or ornament, what would be a contradiction in fact. You don't walk upon flowers in fact; you cannot be allowed to walk upon flowers in carpets. You don't find that foreign birds and butterflies come and perch upon your crockery ; you cannot be permitted to paint foreign birds and butterflies upon your crockery.
Page 484 - Thus I live in the world rather as a spectator of mankind than as one of the species...
Page 415 - Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea ! OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES.
Page 523 - For the great law of culture is : Let each become all that he was created capable of being...
Page 614 - I have been looking through the Tracts,* which are to me a memorable proof of their idolatry ; some of the idols are better than others, some being indeed as very a " Truncus ficulnus " as ever the most degraded superstition worshipped ; but as to Christianity, there is more of it in any one of Mrs. Sherwood's or Mrs. Cameron's or indeed of any of the Tract Society's than in all the two Oxford octavos. And these men would exclude John Bunyan, and Mrs. Fry, and John Howard, from Christ's Church, while...
Page 172 - Is there one word which may serve as a rule of practice for all one's life ? " The Master said, " Is not RECIPROCITY such a word ? What you do not want done to yourself, do not do to others.
Page 617 - Where lofty souls together rest, Star differing each from star in glory, Yet telling each its own high story. When this day bids us from within Look out on human strifes and storms : The worst man's hope, the best man's sin, The world's base arts, Faith's hollow forms — One answer comes in accents dear, Yet as the piercing sunbeam clear, The secret of the better life Read by my Mother and my Wife.
Page 612 - ... disappears; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; He is gone who seem'd so great.— Gone; but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own Being here, and we believe him Something far advanced in State, And that he wears a truer crown Than any wreath that man can weave him. Speak no more of his renown, Lay your earthly fancies down, And in the vast cathedral leave him. God accept him, Christ receive him.
Page 613 - It is difficult to describe, without seeming to exaggerate, the attention with which he was heard by all above the very young boys. Years have passed away, and many of his pupils can look back to hardly any greater interest than that, with which, for those twenty minutes, Sunday after Sunday, they sat beneath that pulpit, with their eyes fixed upon him, and their attention strained to the utmost to catch every word that he uttered.
Page 345 - To store her children with : if all the world Should in a pet of temperance feed on pulse...

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