John Morley: “On Irish demand for pardon of Fenian convicts.”

He was a soldier of infinite personal courage and daring; of striking military energy, initiative, and resource; a high, pure, and single character, dwelling much in the region of the unseen.

We do not know how to leave India, and therefore let us see if we know how to govern it.

But the Poet Laureate has written his own song on the hearts of his countrymen that can never die.

We ought to be able to separate in thought the question of the grounds and evidence for a given dogma being true, from the distinct and purely historic question of the social and intellectual conditions which made men accept it for true.