Experiences of a Gaol Chaplain: Comprising Recollections of Ministerial Intercourse with Criminals of Various Classes, with Their ConfessionsR. Bentley, 1849 - 422 pages |
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Page 382 - Refined policy ever has been the parent of confusion ; and ever will be so, as long as the world endures. Plain good intention, which is as easily discovered at the first view, as fraud is surely detected at last, is, let me say, of no mean force in the government of mankind.
Page 22 - My whole life was a contest since the day That gave me being, gave me that which marr'd The gift, — a fate, or will, that walk'd astray ; And I at times have found the struggle hard, And thought of shaking off my bonds of clay : But now I fain would for a time survive, If but to see what next can well arrive.
Page 234 - For time at last sets all things even — And if we do but watch the hour, There never yet was human power Which could evade, if unforgiven, The patient search and vigil long Of him who treasures up a wrong.
Page 226 - There is the moral of all human tales; 'Tis but the same rehearsal of the past, First Freedom, and then Glory— when that fails, Wealth, vice, corruption,— barbarism at last. And History, with all her volumes vast, Hath but one page...
Page 300 - You had no right to take the law into your own hands. Every Englishman is bound to know that when a wrong is done, the law, or perhaps I should say, the Constitution, affords a remedy.
Page 353 - To shut up all, in one word, as benevolence is the most sociable of all virtues, so it is of the largest extent; for there is not any man either so great, or so little, but he is yet capable of giving and of receiving benefits.
Page 254 - ... maketh a man contemptible, soon old, and despised of all wise and worthy men ; hated in thy servants, in thyself, and companions, for it is a bewitching and infectious vice.
Page 78 - TREAD softly — bow the head — In reverent silence bow — No passing bell doth toll, Yet an immortal soul Is passing now. Stranger ! however great, With lowly reverence bow ; There's one in that poor shed — One by that paltry bed, Greater than thou. Beneath that Beggar's roof, Lo ! Death doth keep his state : Enter — no crowds attend — Enter — no guards defend This palace gate.
Page 397 - CLERGY. 375 benches. There must be a great deal of solitude ; coarse food ; a dress of shame; hard, incessant, irksome, eternal labour; a planned and regulated and unrelenting exclusion of happiness and comfort.
Page 264 - To hide their prickles till they 're grown, And then declare themselves, and tear Whatever ventures to come near ; So a smooth knave does greater feats Than one that idly rails and threats, And all the mischief that lie meant Does, like a rattle-snake, prevent.