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And the end of the fight is a tombstone white
With the name of the late deceased-
Who tried to hustle the East."
What was invented two thousand years ago was the spirit of Christianity. GERALD STANLEY LEE—Crowds. Bk. II.
But chiefly Thou, Whom soft-eyed Pity once led down from Heaven To bleed for man, to teach him how to live, And, oh! still harder lesson! how to die. BISHOP PORTEUS-Death. L. 316. (See also TICKNELL under EXAMPLE)
In those holy fields. Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet Which, fourteen hundred years ago, were nail'd For our advantage on the bitter cross.
Henry IV. Pt. I. Act I. Sc. 1. L. 24.
3 And on his brest a bloodie crosse he bore, The deare remembrance of his dying Lord, For whose sweete sake that glorious badge he SPENSER—Faerie Queene. Bk. I. Canto I.
Servant of God, well done, well hast thou fought The better fight.
MILTON-Paradise Lost. Bk. VI. L. 29.
Thou hast conquered, O pale Galilean;
The world has grown gray from thy breath;
And fed on the fullness of death.
(See also JULIAN)
With human hands the creed of creeds
Or builds the house, or digs the grave,
And those wild eyes that watch the waves In roarings round the coral reef.
TENNYSON-In Memoriam. XXXVI.
6 His love at once and dread instruct our thought; As man He suffer'd and as God He taught. EDMUND WALLER— Of Divine Love. Canto
III. L. 41.
Tolle crucem, qui vis auferre coronam.
Take up the cross if thou the crown would'st gain. ŠT. PAULINUS, Bishop of Nola.
(See also QUARLES under Bliss)
Yet still a sad, good Christian at the heart.
POPE--Moral Essay. Ep. II. L. 68.
You are Christians of the best edition, all picked and culled.
RABELAIS-Works. Bk. IV. Ch. L.
Plant neighborhood and Christian-like accord In their sweet bosoms.
Henry V. Act V. Sc. 2. L. 381.
O father Abram, what these Christians are,
Christians have burnt each other, quite per
suaded. That all the Apostles would have done as they
did. BYRON--Don Juan. Canto I. St. 83.
His Christianity was muscular.
BENJ. DISRAELI-Endymion. Ch. XIV.
My daughter! O, my ducats! O, my daughter! Fled with a Christian! O my Christian ducats.
Merchant of Venice. Act II. Sc. 8. L. 15.
A Christian is God Almighty's gentleman.
J. C. AND A. W. HARE—Guesses at Truth.
If thou keep promise, I shall end this strife,
Merchant of Venice. Act II. Sc. 3. L. 20.
Look in, and see Christ's chosen saint
In triumph wear his Christ-like chain; No fear lest he should swerve or faint;
“His life is Christ, his death is gain.” KEBLE-Christian Year. St. Luke. The Evan
gelist. Now it is not good for the Christian's health
To hustle the Aryan brown, For the Christian riles and the Aryan smiles, and
it weareth the Christian down.
This making of Christians will raise the price of hogs: if we grow all to be pork-eaters, we shall not shortly have a rasher on the coals for money.
Merchant of Venice. Act III. Sc. 5. L. 24.
Peace brooded o'er the hushed domain; Apollo, Pallas, Jove and Mars,
Held undisturbed their ancient reign,
A virtuous and a Christian-like conclusion,
Methinks sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian or an ordinary man has.
Twelfth Night. Act I. Sc. 3. L. 88.
(See also WATTS) Vide, inquiunt ut
invicem se diligant. See how these Christians love one another. TERTULLIAN Apologeticus. Ch. XXIX.
Claimed also for JULIAN THE APOSTATE.
How bless'd, how envied, were our life,
curs'd man, on Turkeys preys,
Gay-Fables. Pt. I. Fable 39.
What babe new born is this that in a manger
cries? Near on her lowly bed his happy mother lies. Oh, see the air is shaken with white and heavenly
wingsThis is the Lord of all the earth, this is the
King of Kings. R. W. GILDER—A Christmas Hymn. St. 4.
17 As I sat on a sunny.
bank On Christmas day in the morning I spied three ships come sailing in. WASHINGTON IRVING—Sketch book. The Sun
ny Bank. From an old Worcestershire Song. High noon behind the tamarisks, the sun is hot
above us As at home the Christmas Day is breaking wan, They will drink our healths at dinner, those who
tell us how they love us, And forget us till another year be gone!
KIPLING-Christmas in India.
Whatever makes men good Christians, makes them good citizens. DANIEL WEBSTER—Speech at Plymouth. Dec.
22, 1820. Vol. I. P. 44.
A Christian is the highest style of man.
Thos. HAYNES BAYLY—The Mistletoe Bough. And the Baron's retainers were blithe and gay, And keeping their Christmas holiday.
Thos. HAYNES BAYLY—The Mistletoe Bough.
Shepherds at the grange,
Where the Babe was born,
Christmas carols until morn.
Carol. St. 3.
No trumpet-blast profaned
Earth's silver rivers on that sacred morn.
I heard the bells on Christmas Day
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
LONGFELLOW-Christmas Bells. St. 1.
Hail to the King of Bethlehem,
Christians awake, salute the happy mom Whereon the Saviour of the world was born.
John BYROM-Hymn for Christmas Day. For little children everywhere
A joyous season still we make;
Even for the dear child Jesus' sake.
“What means this glory round our feet,"
The Magi mused,"more bright than morn!" And voices chanted clear and sweet,
“To-day the Prince of Peace is born." LOWELL—Christmas Carol.
It was the calm and silent night!
Seven hundred years and fifty-three Had Rome been growing up to might
And now was queen of land and sea. No sound was heard of clashing wars,
Let's dance and sing and make good cheer,
1580) (See also TUSSER)
Ring out, ye crystal spheres!
If ye have power to touch our senses so;
And let the bass of Heaven's deep organ blow;
10 At Christmas play, and make good cheer, For Christmas comes but once a year. TUSSER—Five Hundred Points of Good Husbandry. Ch. XII.
(See also MACFARREN)
This is the month, and this the happy morn,
The sun doth shake Light from his locks, and, all the way Breathing perfumes, doth spice the day.
HENRY VAUGHAN-Christ's Nativity. “Hark the herald angels sing, Glory to the new-born king." Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled! CHARLES WESLEY-Christmas Hymn (Al
tered from “Hark how all the welkin rings,
Glory to the King of Kings.") 13 Blow, bugles of battle, the marches of peace; East, west, north, and south let the long quarrel
cease; Sing the song of great joy that the angels began, Sing the glory to God and of good-will
to man! WHITTIER—Christmas Carmen. St. 3.
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all
through the house Not a creature was stirring,--not even a mouse: The stockings were hung by the chimney with
care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. CLEMENT C. MOORE--A Visit from St.
And faultless image! welcome now thou art, In thy pure loveliness-thy robes of white,
Speaking a moral to the feeling heart; Unscattered by heats—by wintry blasts un
moved Thy strength thus tested—and thy charms im
proved. ANNA PEYRE DINNIES—To a White Chrysan
As many mince pies as you taste at Christmas' so many happy months will you have.
OU Énglish Saying.
Chrysanthemums from gilded argosy Unload their gaudy scentless merchandise.
OSCAR WILDE-Humanitad. St. 11.
England was merry England, when
SCOTT—Marmion. Canto VI. Introduction.
At Christmas I no more desire a rose,
Love's Labour's Lost. Act I. Sc. 1. L. 107.
CHURCH The nearer the church, the further from God. BISHOP ANDREWS-Sermon on the Nativity be
fore James I. (1622) Proverb quoted by
FULLER—Worthies. II. 5. (Ed. 1811)
(July, 1579) DOUSE MS. 52. 15. (1450)
(See also BURTON)
The time draws near the birth of Christ:
The moon is hid; the night is still; The Christmas bells from hill to hill Answer each other in the mist.
TENNYSON-In Memoriam. XXVIII.
Christmas is here: Winds whistle shrill, Icy and chill, Little care we: Little we fear Weather without, Sheltered about
Where Christ erecteth his church, the divell in the same church-yarde will have his chappell. BANCROFT-Anti-Puritan Sermon.
Feb. 9, 1588. MARTIN LUTHER—Von den Conciliis und Kirchen. Werke. 23. 378. (Ed. 1826) MELBANCKE–Philotimus. Sig. E. 1. CHARLES ALEYN-Historie of that Wise and Fortunate Prince Henrie. (1638) P. 136.
DR. JOHN DOVE--The Conversion of Salomon.
HERBERT, NASHE, PALEOTTI)
It is common for those that are farthest from God, to boast themselves most of their being near to the Church. MATTHEW HENRY-Commentaries. Jeremiah
Oh! St. Patrick was a gentleman
Who came of decent people;
And on it put a steeple.
Pour soutenir tes droits, que le ciel autorise,
To support those of your rights authorized by Heaven, destroy everything rather than yield; that is the spirit of the Church. BOILEAU—Lutrin. Chant I. 185.
No sooner is a temple built to God but the devil builds a chapel hard by. HERBERT-Jacula Prudentum.
(See also BANCROFT) When once thy foot enters the church, be bare. God is more there than thou: for thou art there Only by his permission. Then beware, And make thyself all reverence and fear.
HERBERT—The T'emple. The Church Porch. Well has the name of Pontifex been given Unto the Church's head, as the chief builder And architect of the invisible bridge That leads from earth to heaven.
LONGFELLOW-Golden Legend. V.
In that temple of silence and reconciliation where the enmities of twenty generations lie buried, in the Great Abbey, which has during many ages afforded a quiet resting-place to those whose minds and bodies have been shattered by the contentions of the Great Hall.
Where God hath a temple, the devil will have a chapel. BURTON—Anatomy of Melancholy. Pt. III. Sec. IV. Memb. 1. Subsec. I.
(See also BANCROFT)
An instinctive taste teaches men to build their churches in flat countries with spire steeples, which, as they cannot be referred to any other object, point as with silent finger to the sky and stars. COLERIDGE—The Friend.
(See also WORDSWORTH) 5 "What is a church?" Let Truth and reason
speak, They would reply, "The faithful, pure and meek, From Christian folds, the one selected race, Of all professions, and in every place.”
CRABBE—The Borough. Letter II. L. 1.
A beggarly people,
Life. (1860) 381. Of St. Ann's Church,
It was founded upon a rock.
Matthew. VII. 25.
What is a church?–Our honest sexton tells, 'Tis a tall building, with a tower and bells.
CRABBE—The Borough. Letter II. L. 11.
As like a church and an ale-house, God and the devell, they manie times dwell neere to ether. NASHE-Works. III. Have with you to Saffron
Walden. Same idea in his Christ's Teares. Works. IV. 57. DEKKER—Rauens Almanacke. Works. IV. 221.
(See also BANCROFT) 18
There can be no church in which the demon will not have his chapel. CARDINAL PALEOTTI
, according to K. H. DIGBY-Compitum. Vol. II. P. 297.
(See also BANCROFT)
I never weary of great churches. It is my favourite kind of mountain scenery. Mankind was never so happily inspired as when it made a cathedral.
2 Boni pastoris est tondere pecus non deglubere.
A good shepherd shears his flock, not flays them. SUETONIUS. Attributed by him to TIBERIUS CÆSAR-Life. 32.
(See also POPE Plus II) 3 The itch of disputation will break out Into a scab of error. ROWLAND WATKYNS—The new Illiterate late Teachers.
(See also WOTTON) See the Gospel Church secure,
And founded on a Rock! All her promises are sure;
Her bulwarks who can shock? Count her every precious shrine;
Tell, to after-ages tell,
The Church can never fail.
The itch of disputing is the scab of the churches. SIR HENRY WOTTON-A Panegyric to King
Charles. (Inscribed on his tomb.) (See also WATKYNS; also WALTON under EPITAPHS)
CIRCLES Circles and right lines limit and close all bodies, and the mortal right-lined circle must conclude and shut up all.
SIR THOMAS BROWNE-Hydriotaphia. Ch. V. 7
A circle may be small, yet it may be as mathematically beautiful and perfect as a large one.
Isaac D'ISRAELI—Miscellanies. 8
The eye is the first circle; the horizon which it forms is the second; and throughout nature this primary figure is repeated without end. It is the highest emblem in the cipher of the world.
POPE—Essay on Man. Ep. IV. L. 364.
10 As on the smooth expanse of crystal lakes The sinking stone at first a circle makes; The trembling surface by the motion stirr'd, Spreads in a second circle, then a third; Wide, and more wide, the floating rings advance, Fill all the watery plain, and to the margin dance. POPE-Temple of Fame. L. 436.
11 I'm up and down and round about, Yet all the world can't find me out; Though hundreds have employed their leisure, They never yet could find my measure. SwirtOn a Circle.
Epicureans, that ascribed the origin and frame of the world not to the power of God, but to the fortuitous concourse of atoms. BENTLEY—Sermons. II. Preached in 1692.
See also Review of SIR ROBERT PEEL'S
P. 56. (See also CICERO, GOLDSMITH, PALMERSTONE,
Scott, WEBSTER) And circumstance, that unspiritual god, And miscreator, makes and helps along Our coming evils, with a critch-like rod, Whose touch turns hope to dust—the dust we
all have trod. BYRON—Childe Harold. Canto IV. St. 125.
(See also DISRAELI)
I am the very slave of circumstance
BYRON—Sardanapalus. Act IV. Sc. 1.
Odd instances of strange coincidence.
The long arm of coincidence.
HADDON CHAMBERS-Captain Swift.
Nulla cogente natura, sed concursu quodam fortuito. CICERO—De Nat. Deorum. Bk. I. 24. Adapt
ed by him to:
By some fortuitous concourse of atoms.
(See also BENTLEY)