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For a moment he seemed dazed. "If I had not arrived in time, you would have been killed, undoubtedly." "Killed! But but who, in the name of God, should want to kill me?" Isaacson was silent. "I say, who should want to kill me?" reiterated Nigel. And this time there was a sound of violence in his voice. "There was somebody on board of the Loulia who must have wished for your death." "But who who?
C. was also distinguished as a critic, and his Specimens of the British Poets is prefaced by an essay which is an important contribution to criticism. C. resided in London from 1803 until the year of his death, which took place at Boulogne, whither he had repaired in search of health.
Such was the dignified end of a 'double life. And the duplicity is the stranger, because the real Deacon was not Brodie the Cracksman, but Brodie the Gentleman. So lightly did he esteem life that he tossed it from him in a careless impulse. So little did he fear death that, 'What is hanging? he asked. 'A leap in the dark.
Krantz replied that they had been calculating chances and that they were in consequence so perfectly convinced of the death of the captain, that they were willing to sign any paper to that effect; at which reply, the commandant immediately became very gracious, and having called for materials, he wrote out the document, which was duly subscribed to by Krantz and Philip.
On another occasion, preaching from the text, "Now we see through a glass darkly, but then face to face," he presented the picture of a man in his last illness, seeing dimly, through a half-transparent medium, the faint, dim outline of the Divinity whom he was so rapidly nearing; and then, suddenly, death, the shattering of the glass, and the man, on the instant, standing before his Maker and seeing him "face to face."
"So ever the wicked man lies to himself when appalled by the shadow of death," answered Haroun. "But know, by the remorse which preys on thy soul, that it is not thy soul that addresses this prayer to me. Couldst thou hear, through the storms of the Mind, the Soul's melancholy whisper, it would dissuade thee from a wish to live on.
'Who could have foreseen this, ma'amselle? O miserable, wretched, day that ever I should live to see it! and she continued to moan and lament, till Emily thought it necessary to check her excess of grief. 'We are continually losing dear friends by death, said she, with a sigh, that came from her heart. 'We must submit to the will of Heaven our tears, alas! cannot recall the dead!
Yet God has taught us, that they are alive in the spirit and yet dead in the flesh, as He afterwards says. But are we a sacrifice with Him? Then, as He dies, so we are to die according to the flesh; as He lives spiritually, so do we also live in the spirit. Being put to death in the flesh, but quickened by the spirit.
"The bloodbath of the Somme," as the Germans called it, was ours as well as theirs, and scores of times when I saw the dead bodies of our men lying strewn over those dreadful fields, after desperate and, in the end, successful attacks through the woods of death Mametz Wood, Delville Wood, Trones Wood, Bernafay Wood, High Wood, and over the Pozieres ridge to Courcellette and Martinpuich I thought of Rawlinson in his chateau in Querrieux, scheming out the battles and ordering up new masses of troops to the great assault over the bodies of their dead... Well, it is not for generals to sit down with their heads in their hands, bemoaning slaughter, or to shed tears over their maps when directing battle.
"The eagle is thy father, Odysseus," she said to Telemachus, "and the meaning of the omen is that he is already in Ithaca, or close at hand, bringing death and doom to his foes." Thus encouraged by fair portents, they took leave of their kind hosts, and started on their way to Pylos, where they arrived on the following day.
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