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The Avon to the Severn runs,
The Severn, to the sea,
And Wickliff's dust shall spread abroad
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The Avon to the Severn runs,
The Severn, to the sea,
And Wickliff's dust shall spread abroad
Wide as the waters be.
The main doctrine of a fanatic's creed is that his enemies are the enemies of God
The main doctrine of a fanatic's creed is that his enemies are the enemies of God
I think a man's duty is to find out where the truth is, or if he cannot, at least to read more
I think a man's duty is to find out where the truth is, or if he cannot, at least to take the best possible human doctrine and the hardest to disprove, and to ride on this like a raft over the waters of life
Theology is Anthropology.
[Ger., Die Theologie ist die Anthropologie.]
Theology is Anthropology.
[Ger., Die Theologie ist die Anthropologie.]
There are few minds to which tyranny is not delightful
There are few minds to which tyranny is not delightful
Thus this brook hath conveyed his ashes into Avon, Avon into
Severn, Severn into the narrow seas, they into read more
Thus this brook hath conveyed his ashes into Avon, Avon into
Severn, Severn into the narrow seas, they into the main ocean.
And thus the ashes of Wickliffe are the emblem of his doctrine,
which now is dispersed all the world over.
As thou these ashes, little brook! will bear
Into the Avon, Avon to the tide
Of Severn, read more
As thou these ashes, little brook! will bear
Into the Avon, Avon to the tide
Of Severn, Severn to the narrow seas,
Into main ocean they, this deed accurst,
An emblem yields to friends and enemies
How the bold teacher's doctrine, sanctified
By truth, shall spread throughout the world dispersed.
'Twas God the word that spake it,
He took the bread and brake it,
And what the read more
'Twas God the word that spake it,
He took the bread and brake it,
And what the word did make it,
That I believe and take it.
- Elizabeth I,
O how far remov'd,
Predestination! is thy foot from such
As see not the First Cause entire: read more
O how far remov'd,
Predestination! is thy foot from such
As see not the First Cause entire: and ye,
O mortal men! be wary how ye judge:
For we, who see the Maker, know not yet
The number of the chosen; and esteem
Such scantiness of knowledge our delight:
For all good is, in that primal good,
Concentrate; and God's will and ours are one.