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Page 96 - And when he had said this, he breathed on them, and saith unto them, Receive ye the Holy Ghost: Whosesoever sins ye remit, they are remitted unto them ; and whosesoever sins ye retain, they are retained.
Page 444 - The Bishop of Durham readily answered, ' God forbid, Sir, but you should. You are the breath of our nostrils.' Whereupon the King turned and said to the Bishop of Winchester, 'Well, my lord, what say you ? ' ' Sir/ replied the Bishop, ' I have no skill to judge of Parliamentary cases." The King answered, ' No put-offs, my lord ; answer me presently.
Page 498 - I loved a soldier once, For he was blythe and brave ; But I will never have a man With both legs in the grave ! " Before you had those timber toes. Your love I did allow ; But then, you know, you stand upon Another footing now !
Page 475 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Page 11 - Philosophy ; a golden volume not unworthy of the leisure of Plato or Tully, but which claims incomparable merit from the barbarism of the times and the situation of the author.
Page 171 - Through the mossy sods and stones, Stream and streamlet hurry down A rushing throng ! A sound of song Beneath the vault of Heaven is blown ! Sweet notes of love, the speaking tones Of this bright day, sent down to say That Paradise on Earth is known, Resound around, beneath, above. All we hope and all we love Finds a voice in this blithe strain, Which wakens hill and wood and rill, And vibrates far o'er field and vale, And which Echo, like the tale Of old times, repeats again.
Page 497 - I'LL tell you a story that's not in Tom Moore : Young Love likes to knock at a pretty girl's door : So he call'd upon Lucy— 'twas just ten o'clock — Like a spruce single man, with a smart double knock. Now a hand-maid, whatever her fingers be at, Will run like a puss when she hears a rat-tat : So Lucy ran up — and in two seconds more Had question'd the stranger and answer'd the door.
Page 134 - I scarcely, indeed, heard of one man in the three kingdoms, considerable for rank or letters, that could endure the book. I must only except the primate of England, Dr. Herring, and the primate of Ireland, Dr. Stone, which seemed two odd exceptions. These dignified prelates separately sent me messages not to be discouraged.
Page 579 - I conceive, because he could not handsomely without danger of discovery, had not paired the sword I sent him to Paris ; bringing one of the same length, but twice as broad ; my second excepted against it, and advised me to match my own, and send him the choice, which I obeyed ; it being you know, the challenger's privilege to elect his weapon. At the delivery of the sword, which was performed by sir John...