Records and Recollections of St. Cuthbert's College Ushaw: With Introductory Poem, to which are Appended Copious Illustrative , Historical, and Descriptive NotesE. Buller, 1889 - 333 Seiten |
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Alma Mater altar ancient appointed Archbishop Archbishop of Glasgow beautiful Bewick Bishop Gibson Bishop of Hexham Bishop of Liverpool blessed born Canon Cardinal Wiseman Cathedral Catholic celebrated cemetery chapel church clergy cloister commenced Congregation consecrated Cornsay Crook Hall Cuthbert's College death devotion died diocese Douai College Durham ecclesiastical educated at Ushaw Eminence England English College erected Eyre faith Father Feast Fernyhalgh friends Fylde Gibson Gillow glorious Gradwell heart Hexham and Newcastle Hogarth holy honour John Jubilee July labours Lancashire learning Lingard lived Liverpool Lord martyrs Mass memory mission Monsignor Newsham noble O'Reilly occasion ordained priest peace Platt prayer Prefect Prelate present President Preston priesthood Professor quæ received refectory religion Right Rev Rome sacred Saints Salford solemn soul studies Tate Thomas Tudhoe Ushaw College venerable Vice-President William William Gibson worthy Wrennall youth zeal
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 291 - Oh, the grave ! — the grave ! It buries every error, covers every defect, extinguishes every resentment ! From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections.
Seite 290 - The limits of their little reign, And unknown regions dare descry : Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy. Gay hope is theirs by fancy fed, Less pleasing when possest; The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast...
Seite 324 - In rapture mid your dilatory walk, Or musing, as in slumber, on the green? — Would I again were with you! — O ye dales Of Tyne, and ye most ancient woodlands; where Oft as the giant flood obliquely strides, And his banks open, and his lawns extend, Stops short the pleased traveller to view Presiding o'er the scene some rustic tower Founded by Norman or by Saxon hands...
Seite 285 - Like the vase, in which roses have once been distilled — You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will. But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.
Seite 159 - THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES. I HAVE had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have been laughing, I have been carousing, Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Seite 277 - Implored your highness' pardon and set forth A deep repentance: nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it; he died As one that had been studied in his death, To throw away the dearest thing he owed As 'twere a careless trifle.
Seite 59 - A little lowly hermitage it was, Downe in a dale, hard by a forests side, Far from resort of people, that did pas In travell to and froe: a little wyde There was an holy chappell edifyde, Wherein the hermite dewly wont to say His holy things each morne and eventyde : Thereby a christall streame did gently play, Which from a sacred fountaine welled forth alway.
Seite 166 - For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Seite 324 - Saxon hands : 0 ye Northumbrian shades, which overlook The rocky pavement and the mossy falls Of solitary Wensbeck's limpid stream; How gladly I recall your well-known seats Beloved of old, and that delightful time When all alone, for many a summer's day, 1 wandered through your calm recesses, led In silence by some powerful hand unseen.
Seite 238 - Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days ; None knew thee but to love thee, None named thee but to praise.