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Man Is A Being Born To Believe. And If No Church Comes Forward With Its Title-deeds Of Truth To Guide Him, He Will Find Altars And Idols In His Own Heart And His Own Imagination.

He Thinks Posterity Is A Pack-horse, Always Ready To Be Loaded.

Religion Should Be The Rule Of Life, Not A Casual Incident In It.

O Music! Miraculous Art! A Blast Of Thy Trumpet And Millions Rush Forward To Die; A Peal Of Thy Organ And Uncounted Nations Sink Down To Pray.

The Noble Lord (stanley) Was The Prince Rupert To The Parliamentary Army--his Valour Did Not Always Serve His Own Cause.