Frederic Hill: An Autobiography of Fifty Years in Times of Reform

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R. Bentley, 1894 - 346 страници

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Страница 296 - The Lord, ye know, is God indeed ; Without our aid he did us make : We are his flock, he doth us feed, And for his sheep he doth us take.
Страница 202 - Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band, That knits me to thy rugged strand ! Still, as I view each well-known scene, Think what is now, and what hath been, Seems as, to me, of all bereft, Sole friends thy woods and streams were left ; And thus I love them better still, Even in extremity of ill.
Страница 42 - Not Guilty, and I am ready to defend the same by my body ;" and thereupon taking off his glove, he threw it upon the floor of the court. The appellant did not choose to submit to this trial, and abandoned his proceedings.
Страница 88 - Lo, we answer, see we come, Quick at Freedom's holy call ; We come ! we come ! we come ! we come ! To do the glorious work of all And hark ! we raise from sea to sea The sacred watchword, Liberty.
Страница 52 - Hill usually dined with Bentham once a week. In conversation with his host he learnt that Bentham obtained from Dr. Priestley the doctrine which he made the basis of his writings, namely, that the object of all government, and of all social institutions, should be—" the greatest happiness of the greatest number, for the greatest length of time.
Страница 146 - I do not know how it is, but when I am out with a party of my Opposition friends, the day is often merrier than when with our own set. Is it because they are cleverer ? Jeffrey and Harry Cockburn are to be sure very extraordinary men ; yet it is not owing to that entirely. I...
Страница 88 - God is our guide ! No swords we draw, We kindle not war's battle fires ; By union, justice, reason, law, We claim the birthright of our sires. We raise the watchword, Liberty ! We will, we will, we will be free ! Towards the close of the meeting a solemn scene was witnessed.
Страница 215 - With future hope I oft would gaze Fond, on thy little early ways, Thy rudely carolled, chiming phrase, In uncouth rhymes, Fired at the simple, artless lays Of other times. " I saw thee seek the sounding shore, Delighted with the dashing roar ; Or when the North his fleecy store Drove through the sky, I saw grim Nature's visage hoar Struck thy young eye.
Страница 140 - A large man could scarcely have thrown off Jeffrey's conversational flowers without exposing himself to ridicule. But the liveliness of the deep thoughts, and the flow of the bright expressions, that animated his talk, seemed so natural and appropriate to the figure that uttered them, that they were heard with something of the delight with which the slenderness of the trembling throat, and the quivering of the wings, make us enjoy the strength and clearness of the notes of a little bird.
Страница 139 - ... teacher, his goodness of feeling was constantly transpiring. No one could take a walk, or pass a day, or an evening, with him, without having all his rational and generous tastes confirmed, and a steadier conviction than before, of the dependence of happiness on kindness and duty. Let him be as bold, and as free, and as incautious, and hilarious, as he might, no sentiment could escape him that tended to excuse inhumanity or meanness, or that failed to cherish high principles and generous affections....