“At two P.M we set sail, and the men voluntarily launched out to make a traverse of fifteen miles across Melville Sound, before a strong wind and heavy sea. The privation of food, under which our voyagers were then laboring, absorbed every other terror; otherwise...
“Newton’s design was to make me come to him, force me to comply with his humors, and flatter him and cry him up as Dr. Halley did. He thought to work me to his ends by putting me to extraordinary charges. Those that have begun...
“The violent destruction of life and property incident to war, the continual effort and alarm attendant on a state of continual danger, will compel nations the most attached to liberty to resort for repose and security to institutions which have a tendency to destroy their...
““The highest mountain, the oldest books, the strangest people, there you will find the stone.” — Attributed to Athanasius Kircher Athanasii Kircheri Societatis Iesu Magnes; sive, de arte magnetica Athanasius Kircher (1602-1680) Romae: sumptibus Blasii Deuersin, & Zanobii Masotti Bibliopolarum typis Vitalis Mascarditypis V. Mascardi, MDCLIV (1654) Third and...
“…Letters, the Invention of which was a thing of so great Art and exquisiteness, that…doth from hence inferr the divinity and spirituality of the humane soul, and that it must needs be of a farr more excellent and abstracted Essence that mere Matter or Body…”...
“For aren’t we all on a journey that tries our faith, tests our courage, makes us vulnerable, and at times defeats us and blisters our soul?” — Laura Allred Hurtado Saints at Devil’s Gate: Landscapes along the Mormon Trail Laura Allred Hurtado and Byron C. Andreasen Salt Lake City,...
BIBLIA SACRA VETERIS ET NOUI TESTAMENTI… Geneuae: Apud Petrum Santandreanum, MDLXXXIII. 1583 BS75 1583 A reissue, with a different title page, of an edition of François Estienne, Geneva, 1567. The title page of the New Testament bears the imprint: Ex Officina Francisci Stephanii, 1567. This edition was printed...
“Stones stand at stiff attention as sun nears” MILITARY CEMETERY Here stationed without trumpet, without tears Are the unwilling dead. Days walk the rounds Of sentry duty past the ordered mounds. Stones stand at stiff attention as sun nears, Inspects them and departs. On earthen ears The volley from the silent rifle...