...groves of oak or fanes of gold, Still floats upon the morning wind, Still whispers to the willing mind. One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath never lost. I know what say the Fathers wise, — The Book itself before me lies, — Old C/irysostom, best Augustine,...

...groves of oak or fanes of gold, Still floats upon the morning wind, Still whispers to the willing mind. One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath never lost. I know what say the Fathers wise,— The Book itself before me lies, — Old Chrysostom, best Augustine,...

...groves of oak, or fanes of gold, Still floats upon the morning wind, Still whispers to the willing mind. One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath never lost. I know what say the Fathers wise, The Book itself before me lies, Old Chrysostom, best Augustine, And...

...groves of oak; or fanes of gold, Still floats upon the morning wind, Still whispers to the willing mind. One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath never lost. I know what say the fathers wise, — The Book itself before me lies, Old Chrysostom, best Augustine,...

...one of our readers. Here is an extract : " How mankind love the truth ! W« will not let it go : 1 One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath...native is it to the mind of man. Look on the power of a ipecial truth, a great idea; view it merely as a force in the world of me« ; at first, nothing seems...

...nor better for the sight. Most premature conclusion ! He that made man well knows how to teach him ! "One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath never lost," whether that accent was spoken to the prophet or whispered through the rustling leaf. In our academies...

...better for the sight. Most premature conclusion ! He that made man well knows how to teach him ! " One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath never lost," whether that accent was spoken to the prophet or whispered through the rustling leaf. In our academies...

...groves of oak, or fanes of gold, Still floats upon the morning wind, Still whispers to the willing mind. One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath never lost I know what say the fathers wise, — The Book itself before me lies, Old Chryeostom, best Augustine,...

...immediately lost in the clamor and confusion of their time. And yet their efforts were not in vain. " One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath never lost." It is beyond a doubt that the ideas of these men, no matter how imperfect and inadequate, were received...

...golden apricot is garner of the sunbeams and dew-drops and wind and rain that have descended upon it. " One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath never lost." One of the oldest traditions concerning the origin of language is that verse of Genesis (ii. 19), where,...