[64]: French Revolution, t. I, p. 13.
[65]: In the heart of the remotest mountains rises the little kirk; the dead all slumbering round it, under their white memorial-stones, "in hope of happy resurrection." Dull wert thou, o reader, if never in any hour (say of moaning midnight, when such kirk hung spectral in the sky, and being was as if swallowed up of darkness), it spoke to thee things unspeakable that went to the soul's soul. Strong was he that had a church, what we can call a church; he stood thereby, though "in the centre of immensities, in the conflux of eternities," yet manlike toward God and man; the vague shoreless universe had become for him a firm city and dwelling which he knew.
(History of the French Revolution, chap. II.)
[66]: Dans l'Adoration des bergers.
[67]: Latter day Pamphlets.
[68]: French Revolution, t. I, p. 137.
[69]: The genius of England no longer soars sunward, world defiant, like an eagle through the storms, "mewing his mighty youth," as John Milton saw her do; the genius of England, much liker a greedy ostrich intent on provender and a whole skin mainly, stands with its other extremity sunward, with its ostrich-head stuck into the readiest bush, of old church-tippets, king-cloaks, or what other "sheltering fallacy" there may be, and so awaits the issue. The issue has been slow; but it is now seen to have been inevitable. No ostrich intent on gross terrene provender, and sticking its head into fallacies, but will be awakened one day in a terrible a posteriori manner, if not otherwise.
(Cromwell's Letters, fin.)
[70]: Such a bemired auerochs or uras of the German woods...: the poor wood-ox so bemired in the forests.
(Life of Stirling, p. 147.)