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First, In that the foundations are all and every one of them precious stones, it signifieth that all the doctrines of the New Jerusalem will be only the precious doctrine of the twelve apostles, not common stuff, not raked out of the dunghills and muck-heaps of this world, and from among the toys of antichrist, but spiritual, heavenly, and glorious.
The priest lowered his dazzled glance upon the village, whose few scattered houses straggled away below the church wretched hovels they were of rubble and boards strewn along a narrow path without sign of streets. There were about thirty of them altogether, some squatting amidst muck-heaps, and black with woeful want; others roomier and more cheerful-looking with their roofs of pinkish tiles.
Money may buy youth and beauty, but love does not come at its call. God's highest gifts are free; only the second-rate things can be bought with money. Did this sordid old man yearn for pure human love amid his millions? Did such a dream cast a momentary glamour over a life spent in raking among the muck-heaps? If so, it passed away, for he never married. He understood his own case.
To all these warnings Coligny replied at one time by affirming the king's good faith, and at another by saying, "I would rather be dragged dead through the muck-heaps of Paris than go back to civil war."
But the hours pass on; the households are astir; the maid strolls back from the market, swinging her right arm and with the left clasping the basket of provisions to her side; the air grows thick with the smell and smoke of kitchens. It again becomes clear to our Lane that the real and normal consist solely of herself, her houses, and their muck-heaps.
"I will not take you," said the wifeless man, "for you pick your food from the muck-heaps." The blowfly laughed and crawled back again, and he could hear it say: "He will not take me, because I pick my food from the muck-heaps." Then there was more whispering inside. "Now you go out." And out came a fly. "You may have me," it said.
Can spot a Home Rule town far off as I can see it. Mud huts, whitewashed cabins with no upstairs, muck-heaps, and bad fences. Can spot a Home Ruler as far as I can see him. Darned if I couldn't track him by scent, like a foxhound. That's the rank and file very rank, I should say, most of them.
Here are you and I, busying ourselves in an attempt to throw some little light a very little it must be on some petty problems of the origin of our race. We are looking downwards, downwards always; digging in old muck-heaps; raking up all kinds of unsavoury rubbish to prove that we are born out of the dirt.
"Let wells alone," he says, "and muck-heaps likewise." And my father passed three-score years and ten, Master John, and died where he was born. Well-a-day! I see your poor Pa now. He stood and looked as puzzled as a bee in a bottle.
"The wind blows fragile articles into one's face to-night." "It blows gentlemen into muck-heaps," responded the other, quickly. The hearty gentleman gave a loud laugh, meant to aggravate the other's anger, and then said: "We do not need seconds, M. de Quelus," putting into his utterance of the other's name a world of insult.
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