Middlemarch - 80

by George Eliot in English Fiction Stories

CHAPTER LXXX. Stern lawgiver! yet thou dost wearThe Godhead’s most benignant grace;Nor know we anything so fairAs is the smile upon thy face;Flowers laugh before thee on their beds,And fragrance in thy footing treads;Thou dost preserve the Stars from ...Read Morethe most ancient Heavens, through thee, are fresh and strong.—WORDSWORTH: Ode to Duty. When Dorothea had seen Mr. Farebrother in the morning, she had promised to go and dine at the parsonage on her return from Freshitt. There was a frequent interchange of visits between her and the Farebrother family, which enabled her to say that she was not at Read Less