... proof of thy ministry. Your ministry, Timothy, it s yours, it has your name on it, you make proof of it. That s what I ve tried to do. Tri-City is Mooneyham s church. The only outside authority is God. I think you ought to be led of God, totally dependent upon God. This is a dependent church, just...

... The ages have bequeathed to thee. Thou canst not take thy share by stealth Nor by mere ingenuity. Thy better self must spur thee on To win what has made thy own; No hand but labor s yet has drawn The sweets that labor s hand has sown. In verse presuming to be lyrical we hearken for the lyrical cry. Though...

... Atlantic Quarterly 88:4, Fall 1989. Copyright © 1989 by Duke University Press, ccc 0038-2876/8950. 934 Graham Hammill between, a fluctuation that simultaneously changes everything and nothing: O love, I am thy sacrifice. Be still triumphant, blessed eyes. Still shine on me, fair suns! that I Still may...

... million hearts aflame, Will burn with hate thou can st not tame! III We know thee now! we know thy Race! Thy dreadful Purpose stands revealed, Naked, before the Nation s face! Comrades let Mercy s font be sealed, While the black Banner courts the Wind, And cursed be he who lags behind ! IV O! soldiers...

... thy name, Thou mighty shark for anecdote and fame; Thou jackall, leading lion Johnson forth To eat M Pherson midst his native North; To frighten grave professors with his roar, And shake the Hebrides from shore to shore All hail! At length, ambitious Thane, thy rage To give one spark to Fame s...

... late in coming to the threshold of thy mysteries; I bring to thy altar much remorse. To find thee, I have had to make infinite search. The initiation that thou gavest to the Athenian, beginning with a smile, I have achieved through long effort and studious thought. I was born, Goddess with the blue...

... on his study of Milton s grammar.3 This paper reappraises one of Emma s observations,4 that on the alternation of the attributive genitive forms my/mine, thy/thine. Mr. McDavid, who began his academic career as a Miltonist, is now a widely known linguist and dialectologist. He is professor of English...

... a poem sent him by the daughter of M. F. Dumas, the Dutch confidential representative of the United States at The Hague: Were I, Paul Jones, dear maid, the king of sea, I d find such merit in thy virgin song, A coral crown with bays I d give to thee, A car which on the waves would smoothly glide along...

... upon that battlefield the victory is thine, When high above the death of Wrong thy blazoned stars shall shine, Look thou for us, America, along the foremost line. A few days after the death of Charles Brantley Aycock, North Carolina s educational governor , was published the poem dedi­ cated to him...

... primarily a God of law, an embodiment of justice. Thus the single doublenatured God separates into two figures, one to remain in paradise and the other to go out into the world to save fallen man. The first line of the speech in which Christ accepts the task of redeeming mankind reads: Father, thy word...

... the love of a chieftain s daughter, but he cannot return it, Forget me. I do not deserve Thy love, thy pleasure, no, nor thee. Waste not thy precious days on me, For my dead heart thou canst not swerve. Seek out another firmer youth Whose love will satisfy thy soul, Whose passion hath the ray of truth...

... on, Ere yet the life-blood, warm and wet, Has dimmed the glistening bayonet, Each soldier eye shall brightly turn To where thy sky-born glories burn, And, as his springing steps advance, Catch war and vengeance from the glance; And when the cannon mouthings loud Heave in wild wreaths the battle shroud...

... and sing of God. The monks cannot understand this and his preceptor bids him to give up his art: If thou dost wish to serve beneath my sway, I am prepared to teach thee and to guide. Thy mind must cease to wander and to stray, Abstain from thoughts that nourish only pride; By fasting long and strictly thou...

... fled, Like aught that for its grace may be Dear, and yet dearer for its mystery. And even with this array of images the poet has not satisfac­ torily expressed his thought and in a moment he returns to the theme to add: Thy light alone, like mist o er mountains driven Or music by the night-wind sent...

... in conversation, this strange satirist had a way to approve : Thv honest censure, and thy honest praise, Perhaps ill suit our false and polished days; Timid politeness says thou art severe; But simple virtue loves the tongue sincere. Another friend, John Courtenay, wrote this description of Johnson s manner...

... that which is committed to thy trust, avoiding pro­ fane and vain babblings, and oppositions of science falsely so called, Only last summer, I said to a friend with whom I was camp­ ing out, that well-ascertained truths of science made it impos­ sible for me to accept his interpretation of certain passages...

... of the poem, which is characteris­ tically Timrod s. The poem, a sonnet, starts with a single exclam­ atory word of address, a mannerism which suggests Timrod at once. (Cf. the sonnet Complete Edition, p. 168 which begins, Poet! if on a lasting fame be bent Thy unperturbing hopes; and the sonnet printed...

... his entrance (3 Henry VI, Act III, scene 1), he recognizes that Thy place is fill d, thy sceptre wrung from thee, Thy balm wash d off wherewith thou wast anointed: No bending knee will call thee Caesar now, No humble suitors press to speak for right, No, not a man comes for redress of thee. and he...

... of eternity, and he recognized no creed but this. To love woman, or art, or earth, was to love God himself. Lady, I fain would tell how evermore Thy soul I know not from thy body, nor Thee from myself, neither our love from God. The Portrait has a distinct kinship with The Blessed Damosel...

... longer stay, Thy eyes prevail upon me so, I shall prove blind, and lose my way. Fame of thy beauty, and thy youth, Among the rest, me hither brought; Finding this fame fall short of truth, Made me stay longer than I thought. For I m engaged by word and oath, A servant to another s will; Yet, for thy love...