An Apology for Cathedral ServiceJ. Bohn, 1839 - 170 pages |
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Page 144 - He that wrestles with us strengthens our nerves, and sharpens our skill. Our antagonist is our helper. This amicable conflict with difficulty obliges us to an intimate acquaintance with our object, and compels us to consider it in all its relations. It will not suffer us to be superficial.
Page 78 - Join voices, all ye living souls: ye birds, That, singing, up to heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep; Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill or valley, fountain or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail, universal Lord! be bounteous still To give us only good ; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil or conceal'd, Disperse it, as now light dispels...
Page 126 - But thou, when thou fastest, anoint thine head, and wash thy face; that thou appear not unto men to fast, but unto thy Father which is in secret: and thy Father which seeth in secret shall reward thee openly.
Page 92 - Such is Mr. Wordsworth's assertion. Now prose itself, at least in all argumentative and consecutive works, differs, and ought to differ, from the language of conversation ; even as reading ought to differ from talking.
Page 121 - T' enrich thy walls : but thou didst hew the floods, And make thy marble of the glassy wave. In such a palace ArisUcus found Cyrene, when he bore the plaintive tale Of his lost bees to her maternal ear : In such a palace Poetry might place The...
Page 110 - And (to the end the people may the better hear) in such places where they do sing, there shall the Lessons be sung in a plain tune, after the manner of distinct reading : and likewise the Epistle and Gospel.
Page 91 - To new-born infants, thou didst sleep away Two days, and blessings from thy father's tongue Then fell upon thee. Day by day passed on, And still I loved thee with increasing love. Never to living ear came sweeter sounds...
Page 140 - The reverse also happens; and very plausible schemes, with very pleasing commencements, have often shameful and lamentable conclusions. In states there are often some obscure and almost latent causes, things which appear at first view of little moment, on which a very great part of its prosperity or adversity may most essentially depend.
Page 78 - In various style ; for neither various style Nor holy rapture wanted they, to praise Their Maker, in fit strains pronounced, or sung Unmeditated ; such prompt eloquence Flow'd from their lips, in prose or numerous verse ; More tuneable than needed lute or harp To add more sweetness ; and they thus began.
Page 153 - For neither Man nor Angel can discern Hypocrisy ; the only evil that walks Invisible, except to God alone, By his permissive will, through heaven and earth: And oft, though "Wisdom wake, Suspicion sleeps At Wisdom's gate, and to Simplicity Resigns her charge, while Goodness thinks no ill Where no ill seems...