Four Biographical Sketches: Bishop Ollivant, Bishop Thirlwall, Rev. Griffith Jones, Vicar of Llanddowror, and Sir Thomas Phillips, Q.C. : with a Chapter on 'The Church in Wales' |
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Abergwili admirable affections alien Archdeacon beauty Bishop Ollivant Bishop Thirlwall blessing called Cambridge cathedral century character charge Christ Christian Church in Wales Church of England classes clergy common CONNOP THIRLWALL countrymen Daniel Rowlands diocese Diocese of Llandaff disposition Dissent districts Divine doctrine doubt duty ecclesiastical English episcopate faith favour feeling Griffith Jones heart Holy honour Howel Harris instruction intellectual known labour Lampeter language late letter lived Llandaff Llanddowror Llanvaches Lord masters means ment mind Monmouthshire moral nature never failed Newport parish Pembrokeshire perhaps piety pious Pontypool popular population position possessed preachers preaching present proved race Reformation religion religious remark residence Rowland Williams sacred schools sermons Sir Thomas Phillips social Society soul South Wales spirit sympathy teachers teaching tion told town truth Vicar of Llanddowror Welsh Welsh language whilst whole
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Page 50 - There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh, with what peace, and joy, and love, She communes with her God ! There like the nightingale she pours Her solitary lays ; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise.
Page 88 - One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can.
Page 53 - Live while you live, the Epicure would say, And seize the pleasures of the present day. Live while you live, the sacred Preacher cries, And give to God each moment as it flies.
Page 36 - How fine has the day been, how bright was the sun, How lovely and joyful the course that he run, Though he rose in a mist when his race he begun, And there followed some droppings of rain! But now the fair...
Page 95 - midst its dreary dells, Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams. Or if chill blustering winds, or driving rain, Prevent my willing feet, be mine the hut, That from the mountain's side, Views wilds, and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discover'd spires, And hears their simple bell, and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil.
Page 50 - FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee, From strife and tumult far ; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree, And seem by thy sweet bounty made, For those who follow thee.
Page 43 - Others apart sat on a hill retired, In thoughts more elevate, and reasoned high Of providence, foreknowledge, will, and fate, Fixed fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute, And found no end, in wandering mazes lost...
Page 145 - they shall not teach every man his neighbour, and every man his brother, saying, ' know the Lord ;' for all shall know him, from the least to the greatest.
Page 36 - Just such is the Christian ; his course he begins, Like the sun in a mist, when he mourns for his sins, And melts into tears ; then he breaks out and shines, And travels his heavenly way : But when he comes nearer to finish his race, Like a fine setting sun, he looks richer in grace, And gives a sure hope at the end of his days, Of rising in brighter array.
Page 93 - Though I should gaze for ever On that green light that lingers in the west: I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.