The Life and Letters of Benjamin Jowett, M.A., Master of Balliol College, Oxford, Volume 2

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Page 410 - BURY the Great Duke With an empire's lamentation, Let us bury the Great Duke To the noise of the mourning of a mighty (nation, Mourning when their leaders fall, Warriors carry the warrior's pall, And sorrow darkens hamlet and hall.
Page 358 - The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.... Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Page 185 - The time is out of joint : — 0, cursed spite, That ever I was born to set it right ! — Nay, come, let 's go together.
Page 36 - Then old age and experience, hand in hand, Lead him to death and make him understand After a search so painful and so long, That all his life he has been in the wrong.
Page 465 - Signed, sealed, published, pronounced and declared by the said William Norris as his last Will and Testament in the presence of us who in his presence and in the presence of each other have hereunto subscribed our names: Wm.
Page 439 - But the souls of the righteous are in the hands of God, and there shall no torment touch them.
Page 432 - Crito; is there anything else? There was no answer to this question; but in a minute or two a movement was heard, and the attendants uncovered him; his eyes were set, and Crito closed his eyes and mouth. Such was the end, Echecrates, of our friend; concerning whom I may truly say, that of all the men of his time whom I have known, he was the wisest and justest and best.
Page 58 - ... turn to the mystery from which it has emerged, seeking so to fashion it as to give unity to thought and faith ; so long as this is done, not only without intolerance or bigotry of any kind, but with the enlightened recognition that ultimate fixity of conception is here unattainable, and that each succeeding age must be...
Page 410 - ... yawns: the mortal 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 102 - On, onward strain, Brave barks ! In light, in darkness too, Through winds and tides one compass guides — To that, and your own selves, be true. But O blithe breeze! and O great seas, Though ne'er, that earliest parting past, On your wide plain they join again, Together lead them home at last. One port, methought, alike they sought, One purpose hold where'er they fare, — O bounding breeze, O rushing seas ! At last, at last, unite them there ! Qui LABORAT, ORAT.

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