The Story of Cambridge

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J.M. Dent & Company, 1905 - Cambridge (England) - 355 pages
 

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Page 282 - 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.
Page 128 - TAX not the royal Saint with vain expense, With ill-matched aims the Architect who planned — Albeit labouring for a scanty band Of white-robed Scholars only — this immense And glorious Work of fine intelligence! Give all thou canst ; high Heaven rejects the lore Of nicely-calculated less or more...
Page 9 - And as in other Fairs of less moment, there are the several Rows and Streets under their proper names, where such and such Wares are vended ; so here likewise you have the proper places, Rows, Streets, (viz.
Page 9 - Fair : it is kept all the year long ; it beareth the name of Vanity Fair, because the town where it is kept is lighter than vanity ; and also because all that is there sold, or that cometh thither, is vanity. As is the saying of the wise,
Page 9 - Vanity, they contrived here to set up a fair ; a fair wherein should be sold all sorts of vanity, and that it should last all the year long. Therefore at this fair are all such merchandise sold as houses, lands, trades, places, honours, preferments, titles, countries, kingdoms, lusts, pleasures; and delights of all sorts, as harlots, wives, husbands, children, masters, servants, lives, blood, bodies, souls, silver, gold, pearls, precious stones, and what not.
Page 316 - King George, observing with judicious eyes The state of both his Universities, To Oxford sent a troop of horse, and why? — That learned body wanted loyalty : To Cambridge books he sent, as well discerning How much that loyal body wanted learning.
Page 243 - With clustering ivy, and the lightsome twigs And outer spray profusely tipped with seeds That hung in yellow tassels, while the air Stirred them, not voiceless. Often have I stood Foot-bound uplooking at this lovely tree Beneath a frosty moon. The hemisphere Of magic fiction, verse of mine perchance May never tread...
Page 128 - These lofty pillars, spread that branching roof Self-poised, and scooped into ten thousand cells, Where light and shade repose, where music dwells Lingering — and wandering on as loth to die ; Like thoughts whose very sweetness yieldeth proof That they were born for immortality.
Page 226 - For which commodious lie, that he may be encouraged in the trade another time, I thank him; for it hath given me an apt occasion to acknowledge publicly with all grateful mind, that more than ordinary favour and respect which I found above any of my equals at the hands of those courteous and learned men, the fellows of that college wherein I spent some years...

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