13 JULY 1867, page 14

From Thy Gracious Paths Have Stray'd, Cold To Thee And

to thy kindness, Wilful, reckless, or afraid, Through dim clouds that gather round us Thou halt sought, and thou hest found us. Oft from thee we veil our faces Children-like to......

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THE LAST CHRONICLE OF BARSET.* MR. TROLLOP); is, after all, a little bit of a hypocrite. His title and his concluding page are put forward by him as merits for the sake of which......

The First Age Of The Church. [to The Editor Of

THE " SPECTATOR."] SIR,-I trust you will allow me to correct a strange misappre- hension of the drift and object of my former letter, which under- lies the whole of your comment......