Catholic World, 89 tomasPaulist Fathers, 1909 |
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109 psl. - tis strange : And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths : Win -us with honest trifles, to betray us In deepest consequence.
516 psl. - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
518 psl. - Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.
206 psl. - I dimly guess what Time in mists confounds: Yet ever and anon a trumpet sounds From the hid battlements of Eternity ; Those shaken mists a space unsettle, then Round the half-glimpsed turrets slowly wash again.
91 psl. - Then Apollyon straddled quite over the whole breadth of the way, and said, I am void of fear in this matter. Prepare thyself to die; for I swear by my infernal den, that thou shalt go no farther: here will I spill thy soul.
89 psl. - THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS, IN THE SIMILITUDE OF A DREAM. I walked through the wilderness of this world, I lighted on a certain place where was a Den, and I laid me down in that place to sleep : and, as I slept, I dreamed a dream. I dreamed, and behold I saw a man clothed with rags, standing in a certain place, with his face from his own house, a book in his hand, and a great burden upon his back (Isa.
516 psl. - tis true I have gone here and there And made myself a motley to the view, Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear, Made old offences of affections new.
267 psl. - In the big world the old people do be leaving things after them for their sons and children, but in this place it is the young men do be leaving things behind for them that do be old.
513 psl. - Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers ; I had rather hear a brazen canstick turn'd, Or a dry wheel grate on the axle-tree ; And that would set my teeth nothing on edge, Nothing so much as mincing poetry : 'Tis like the forc'd gait of a shuffling nag.
267 psl. - Galway, and isn't it many another man may have a shirt of it as well as Michael himself? NORA (who has taken up the stocking and counted the stitches, crying out). It's Michael, Cathleen, it's Michael ; God spare his soul, and what will herself say when she hears this story, and Bartley on the sea ? CATHLEEN (taking the stocking).