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Therefore, when we build, let us think that we build for ever. Let it not be for present delight, nor for present use alone; let it be such work as our descendants will thank us for, and let us think ... Volledige review lezen
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Pagina 47 - ignorance will never take away our responsibilities. It is written, "If thou sayest, Behold we knew it not; doth not he that pondereth the heart consider it ? and he that keepeth thy soul, doth not he know it ?
Pagina 19 - for permission to eat butter in Lent. ballads the word tower wherever it occurs, and the ideas connected with it, and what will become of the ballads 1 See how Sir Walter Scott cannot even get through a description of Highland scenery without help from the idea :— " Each purple peak, each flinty spire, Was bathed in floods of living fire.
Pagina 136 - will be held sacred because our hands have touched them, and that men will say as they look upon the labor and wrought substance of them, " Seel this our fathers did for us." For, indeed, the greatest glory of a building is not in its stones, or in its gold. Its glory is in its Age, and in that deep sense of
Pagina 52 - the length, and the breadth, and the height of it are equal," and herein something is to be .taken notice of, which I believe not to
Pagina 159 - rejoicing Sky ! Yea, everything that is and will be free! Bear witness for me, wheresoe•er ye be, With what deep worship I have still adored The spirit of divinest liberty." Noble verse, but erring thought: contrast George Herbert :— " Slight those who say amidst their sickly healths, Thou livest by rule. What doth not so but man t Houses are built by rule and Commonwealths.
Pagina 130 - house which cannot be renewed in every tenement that rises on its ruins : and I believe that good men would generally feel this ; and that having spent their lives happily and honorably, they would be grieved at the close of them to think that the place of their earthly abode, which had seen, and seemed
Pagina 60 - thy stones with fair colours, and thy foundations with sapphires ; and I will make thy windows of agates, and thy gates of carbuncles, and all thy borders of pleasant stones." Nor is this merely an emblem of spiritual blessing; for that blessing is added in the concluding words, " And all thy children shall be taught of the Lord, and great shall be the peace of thy children.
Pagina 131 - was to be shown to it, no affection felt for it, no good to be drawn from it by their children ; that though there was a monument in the church, there was no warm monument in the hearth and house to them ; that all that they ever treasured was despised, and the places that
Pagina 128 - one of more than three hundred (for in my estimate I did not include the outer pedestals), it proves very noble vitality in the art of the time. XXIV. I believe the right question to ask, respecting all ornament, is simply this : Was it done with enjoyment—was the carver
Pagina 78 - declined against the marble ledge, and the sound of the kind word or light laugh mixes with the trickle of the falling water, heard shriller and shriller as the pitcher fills. What pause is so sweet as that—so full of the depth of ancient days, so softened with the calm of pastoral solitude