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...distinguishes the person who receives the celestial impulse and aid from all other persons : — " I know what say the fathers wise, — The book itself...Taylor, the Shakspeare of divines. His words are music to my ear, I see his cowled portrait dear ; And yet for all his faith could see, I would not the good...

...groves of oak or fanes of gold Still floats upon the morning wind. Still whispers to the willing mind. One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath...he who blent both in his line, The younger Golden I.ipsi or mines, Taylor, the Shakespeare of divines; His words are music in my ear, I see his cowled...

...groves of oak, or fanes of gold, Still floats upon the morning wind, Still whispers to the willing mind. One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath...— The Book itself before me lies, Old Chrysostom, hest Augustine, And he who blent both in his line, The younger Golden Lips or mines, Taylor, the Shakspeare...

...distinguishes the person who receives the celestial impulse and aid from all other persons : — " I know what say the fathers wise, — The book itself before me lies : Old Chrysostom, best Augustine, Ami he who blent both in his line, The younger Golden Lips or mines, Taylor, the Sbukspeare of divines....

...groves of oak or fanes of gold, Still floats upon the morning wind, Still whispers to the willing mind. One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath never lost. EMERSON. I. INTRODUCTION. THIS little book consists of two parts, which were written at an interval...

...expiring is Christianity, which has had a long experience in surviving creeds. Emerson hardily avers, " One accent of the Holy Ghost, The heedless world hath never lost." Creeds that had expired, of explanation or of anything else, said perhaps as little to Stephen's father-in-law...

...groves of oak or fanes of gold Still floats upon the morning wind, Still whispers to the willing mind. One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath...line, The younger Golden Lips ' or mines, Taylor, the Shakespeare of divines ; His words are music in my ear, I see his cowled portrait dear. And yet, for...

...groves of oak. or fanes of gold, Still floats upon the morning wind, Still whispers to the willing mind. One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath...fathers wise, — The Book itself before me lies, Old Chrysoatom, best Augustine, And he who blent both in his line, The younger Golden Lip* or mines, Taylor,...

...groves of oak, or fanes of gold, Still floats upon the morning wind, Still whispers to the willing mind. One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath...fathers wise,— The Book itself before me lies, Old Chrysottom, best Augustine, And he who blent both in his line, The younger Golden Lips or mines, Taylor,...