Welsh Political and Educational Leaders in the Victorian EraJohn Vyrnwy Morgan J. Nisbet, 1908 - 734 páginas |
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Aberystwyth appointed attend Bangor Baptist became Biddulph bilingual Bishop British Schools Cardiff Carmarthen chapel character Church in Wales Church of England clergy Committee Council Cwmavon Cymmrodorion David Rees David's College Dean diocese Disestablishment Dissenters district Diwygiwr duties education in Wales Edwards Eisteddfod elementary Ellis Ellis's English established Evans friends Gladstone Government Griffith Haverfordwest Henry Richard honour House Ieuan influence instruction interest Ireland Irish Isaac Davies John Jones labour Lampeter leader Lewis Liberal Llandaff London Lord Aberdare matter meeting ment Merthyr minister ministry Monmouthshire Morgan Morriston movement never Nonconformist North Wales organised Oxford Parliament party pastor patriot Phillips political preach preacher President Principal question religious Roberts sermon Sir Hugh Owen South Wales spirit Swansea teachers teaching Thomas Thomas Gee thought tion Treorchy University College Viriamu Welsh education Welsh language Welsh Nationalism Welshman Williams young
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Página 565 - From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.
Página 568 - How shall I give thee up, Ephraim ? How shall I deliver thee, Israel? How shall I make thee as Admah? How shall I set thee as Zeboim ? Mine heart is turned within me, My repentings are kindled together.
Página 565 - Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand...
Página 447 - May, one thousand six hundred sixty and four, and the same books to remain in such convenient places within the said churches, that such as understand them may resort at all convenient times to read and peruse the same, and also such as do not understand the said language, may, by conferring both tongues together, the sooner attain to the knowledge of the English tongue...
Página 305 - WHEN the Lord turned again the captivity of Zion, we were like them that dream. Then was our mouth filled with laughter, and our tongue with singing: then said they among the heathen, The Lord hath done great things for them.
Página 361 - Geraldines! these Geraldines!— not long our air they breathed; Not long they fed on venison in Irish water seethed; Not often had their children been by Irish mothers nursed; When from their full and genial hearts an Irish feeling burst! The English monarchs strove in vain, by law, and force, and bribe, To win from Irish thoughts and ways this 'more than Irish...
Página 153 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrowed his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind...
Página 360 - We thought you would not die — we were sure you would not go, And leave us in our utmost need to Cromwell's cruel blow — • Sheep without a shepherd, when the snow shuts out the sky — Oh, why did you leave us, Owen? why did you die?
Página 360 - DID they dare— did they dare, to slay Owen Roe O'Neill?' 'Yes, they slew with poison him they feared to meet with steel.' ' May God wither up their hearts ! May their blood cease to flow ! May they walk in living death who poisoned Owen Roe ! ' Though it break my heart to hear, say again the bitter words.
Página 353 - And, from that time, through wildest woe, That hope has shone, a far light; Nor could love's brightest summer glow Outshine that solemn starlight: It seemed to watch above my head In forum, field, and fane; Its angel voice sang round my bed, 'A Nation once again'.