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The Ghetto, and Other Poems

Chapter 9 No.9

Word Count: 835    |    Released on: 04/12/2017

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in a kind of shorthand, and so lay undeciphered from his death in 1703 for more than a century. One of its merits is its absolute self-revelation; for Pepys

's Diary is, I think, in many wa

n the garrulous Pepys, and, indeed I find something very beautiful and touching in

none of them; and next morning when he found himself ill, and that I persuaded him to keepe his hands in bed, he demanded whether he might pray to God with his hands un-joyn'd; and a little after, whilst in great agonie, whether h

ua! Thou gavest him to us, Thou hast taken him from us, blessed be ye name of ye Lord! That I had anything acceptable to Thee was from Thy grace alone, since from me he had nothing but sin, but that Thou hast pardon'd! Blessed be my God for ever, Amen! I caused his body to be coffin'd in lead, and reposited on the 30th at 8 o'clock that night in the church at Deptford, accompanied with divers of my relations and neighbours among whom I distributed rings

for we should remember that it was the WISE men, who, when they had journeyed far across th

by Evelyn? Were not these men of old with their unshakable faith and simple piety bett

knowledge, but perhap

reatest men whose hearts and minds were not filled with a reverence for God and a faith in somet

days when the youth of England upheld the invincible valour, self-sacrifice, and glory of their race in the greatest of all wars,-all have be

t faith, and he who lifts his voice, or directs his

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