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The Church of Rome tried the sword with the Lutherans: how did it fare with the Church of Rome? The Church of England tried the sword, Mr. Platitude, with the Puritans: how did it fare with Laud and Charles? 'Oh, as for the Church of England, said Mr. Platitude, 'I have little to say. Thank God, I left all my Church of England prejudices in Italy.

Braefield listened to this speech with pleased attention, and as it came to its close, the name of Lily trembled on her tongue, for she divined that when he spoke of home Lily was in his thoughts; but she checked the impulse, and replied by a generalized platitude. "Certainly the first thing in life is to secure a happy and congenial home.

An inadvertent platitude that lust will seek an expression and a few diffident proposals for a finer environment the need and its satisfaction: had the Commission seen the relation of these incipient ideas, animated it, and made it the nerve center of the study, a genuine program might have resulted. But the two ideas never met and fertilized each other.

It was as if the platitude merged with the very corpuscles of a blush that sank down into thirsty soil. "You boys," she said, "come out here and throw in a jolly with every bill of goods. I'll take a good fat discount instead." "Fact. Never seen you look better.

"Did you?" I smiled. She was so childishly frank. "But that was only passing. Then in Benton I knew you were different. I wondered what it was; but you were different from anybody that I had met before. There's always such a moment in a woman's life." I soberly nodded. Nothing could be a platitude in such a place and such an hour. "I wished to help you. Do you believe that now?"

But a sunbeam will make even the cloudiest day break into smiles; a bounding fawn will banish monotony even from a wilderness; and a glass of claret, or perchance some stronger grape, will convert even the platitude of a goblet of water into a pleasing beverage, and so May Dacre moved among her guests, shedding light, life, and pleasure.

He took no notice of her remark, but gave utterance to a platitude. "There's no love without trust," he said. "Say that again." "There's no love without trust," he repeated. "What are you thinking of?" he asked, as she did not speak. A light kindled in her eyes; her face was aglow with emotion; her bosom heaved convulsively. "You ask me to trust you?" she said. He nodded.

It appeared that they were all acquaintances of Mr. Platitude, for when the postillion had alighted and let Mr. Platitude and his companion out of the chaise, Mr. Platitude shook the whole three by the hand, conversed with his two brothers in a little broken jergo, and addressed the petty-larceny looking individual by the title of Reverend Doctor.

Real and Ideal these are the handy terms, admiring or disapproving, which criticism claps with random facility on to every imaginable school. This artist or group of artists goes in for the real the upright, noble, trumpery, filthy real; that other artist or group of artists seeks after the ideal the ideal which may mean sublimity or platitude.

Why, but because the authority of the Church of England has, by its own fault, become so circumscribed that Mr. Platitude was not able to send a host of beadles and sbirri to their chapel to bring them to reason, on which account Mr. Platitude is very properly ashamed of his church, and is thinking of uniting himself with one which possesses more vigour and authority."