History of St. Mary's Abbey, Melrose, the Monastery of Old Melrose, and the Town and Parish of Melrose

T. C. Jack, 1861 - 400 ページ


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199 ページ - I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
336 ページ - There is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found ; And while the mouldering ashes sleep Low in the ground...
165 ページ - The glorious company of the Apostles, The goodly fellowship of the Prophets, The noble army of Martyrs praise thee.
304 ページ - The moon on the east oriel shone Through slender shafts of shapely stone, By foliaged tracery combined : Thou wouldst have thought some fairy's hand 'Twixt poplars straight the osier wand In many a freakish knot had twined, Then framed a spell when the work was done, And changed the willow wreaths to stone.
55 ページ - His Prince's nearest joy and grief, He had, yet wanted all relief; The prop and ruin of the state; The people's violent love and hate; «° One in extremes loved and abhorred. Riddles lie here, or in a word — Here lies blood; and let it lie Speechless still and never cry.
335 ページ - The Earth goes on the Earth glittering with gold ; The Earth goes to the Earth sooner than it wold ; The Earth builds on the Earth castles and towers ; The Earth says to the Earth, All this is ours.
323 ページ - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
132 ページ - Good old plan, That he should take who has the power, And he should keep who can,'
322 ページ - He is the inventor of epic painting, in that sublime circle of the Sistine chapel which exhibits the origin, the progress, and the final dispensations of theocracy. He has personified motion in the groups of the Cartoon of Pisa ; embodied sentiment on the monuments of S. Lorenzo ; unravelled the features of meditation in the Prophets and Sibyls of the Sistine chapel ; and in the Last Judgment, with every attitude that varies the human body, traced the master-trait of every passion that sways the...
102 ページ - sa dome of nobler span, A temple given Thy faith, that bigots dare not ban, — Its space is heaven ! Its roof, star-pictured Nature's ceiling, Where, trancing the rapt spirit's feeling, And God himself to man revealing, The harmonious spheres Make music, though unheard their pealing By mortal ears.