The Citizen, Volumes 3-4

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American Society for the Extension of University Teaching, 1898
 

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Page 159 - yet, Lest we forget—lest we forget! Far-called our navies melt away— On dune and headland sinks the fire— Lo, all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre! Judge of the Nations, spare us yet, Lest we forget—lest we forget! If, drunk with
Page 159 - we forget 1 For heathen heart that puts her trust In reeking tube and iron shard— All valiant dust that builds on dust, And guarding calls not Thee to guard— For frantic boast and foolish word, Thy mercy on Thy people, Lord! Amen. —Rudyard Kipling,
Page 39 - Many a man lives a burden to the earth; but a good book is the precious life blood of a master spirit, embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life.—Milton. I
Page 139 - We charge him with having broken his coronation oath: and we are told that he kept his marriage vow! We accuse him of having given up his people to the merciless inflictions of the most hot-headed and hard-hearted of prelates: and the defence is that he took his little son on his knee and kissed him!
Page 181 - of erecting and maintaining certain public works . . . which it can never be for the interest of any individual or small number of individuals to erect and maintain, because the profit could never pay the expense to any individual or small number of individuals,
Page 141 - I call, therefore, a complete and generous education that which fits a man to perform justly, skilfully, and magnanimously all the offices, both private and public, of peace and war.—Milton.
Page 62 - A BOOK. There is no frigate like a book To take us lands away, Nor any coursers like a page Of prancing poetry. This traverse may the poorest take Without oppress of toll; How frugal is the chariot That bears a human soul!
Page 30 - his substance was seven thousand sheep, and three thousand camels, and five hundred yoke of oxen, and five hundred she asses, and a very great household; so that this man was the greatest of all the men of the East.
Page 51 - Play up! play up!" and play the game!" The sand of the desert is sodden red,— Red with the wreck of a square that broke;— The Catling's jammed and the colonel dead And the regiment blind with dust and smoke. The river of
Page 190 - INTO MY HEART AN AIR THAT KILLS." Into my heart an air that kills From yon far country blows: What are those blue remembered hills, What spires, what farms are those ? That is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain, The happy highways where I went And cannot come again. -From 'A Shropshire Lad,

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