John Morley: “They come straight from their Maker’s hand, and how faithfully they speak of Him in their strength, their majesty, and…”

All alike concerned themselves with its truth or falsehood, with what they counted to be its abstract fitness or unfitness.

This is no mere case of barren wrangle and verbal recrimination.

There lay Ireland,—squalid, dismal, sullen, dull, expectant, sunk deep in hostile intent.

No: not at all; because there is so much, I will not say of random variety, but there is so much independent use of mind upon the facts that we have to deal with, that I listen with endless edification and instruction.