May rend the night of a whole world of lies.
Much speech, much thought, may often be but seeming,
But in one truth might boundless ever lies.”
FOOTNOTES:
[18] Shedd’s “Homiletics.”
[19] Perhaps Choate justified himself by the authority of Burke, who sometimes harnessed five adjectives to a noun; e.g., in his diatribe against the metaphysicians, he says: “Their hearts are like that of the principal of evil himself,—incorporeal, pure, unmixed, dephlegmated, defecated evil.”
[CHAPTER VII.]
SAXON WORDS, OR ROMANIC?
I cannot admire the constant use of French or Latin words, instead of your own vernacular. My Anglo-Saxon feelings are wounded to the quick ... by such words as chagrin instead of “grief,” malediction instead of “curse,” etc.—Count De Montalembert, in letter to Mrs. Oliphant.