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Quotes from Summer and Winter Hours — Henry Glassford Bell

1803–1874 Scotland

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Her neck is bared—the blow is struck—the soul has pass'd away;
The bright—the beautiful—is now a bleeding piece of clay!—
A solemn text! Go, think of it, in silence and alone,
Then weigh against a grain of sand the glories of a throne!

Summer and Winter Hours (1831)

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Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: Henry Glassford Bell (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.