Thoughts and Characters, Selections from the Writings of the Author of 'The Schonberg-Cotta Family', by a Friend

Thoughts and Characters, Selections from the Writings of the Author of 'The Schonberg-Cotta Family', by a Friend

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1884 edition. Excerpt: ...rude timbers of which it was built, and tender mosses had woven their fine tapestries over its roof, so that it seemed as little out of harmony with the stately building which looked down on it and sheltered it, as the mosses and lichens on its own stones. For all the grandeur of the Cathedral being the grandeur of a house of God, only made it, like the everlasting hills themselves, "the hills of God," so much the more the shelter and refuge of the smallest of His creatures. Moreover, the Cathedral, for the very reason that it was a house of God, being also a home and refuge for men, having also been designed, arch by arch, by loving human thought, andraised, stone by stone, by lowly human hands, had necessarily a twofold kindred: allying it, on the one side, with the great temple of the Creator's own building, vaulted with its infinite depths of starry worlds; and on the other side, with the lowliest dwelling in which human creatures toil and suffer. Indeed, its kindred with the cottage was closer than with the stars, because He who was adored in it became, for our sakes, himself the greatest Sufferer; who, while He had made the stars, was made Man, and himself lived in a very lowly cottage once for thirty years. All this little Marie felt, as she lay hour by hour alone on her pallet; felt, not thought, for the roots of true thoughts in after-life lie deep in the feelings of the child's heart, which the child cannot utter even to itself, and which some lips indeed are never opened in this life to utter to any one: a silefice not of much moment, since this is the world for learning rather than for uttering, and many of our most eloquent utterances here would seem but as babies' lispings there; while many lips which have but...
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  • Paperback | 150 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 8mm | 281g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236790308
  • 9781236790309