Now, purified by the flame that had scorched, and more nerved from the fall that had stunned,-that great soul rose sublime through the wrecks of the Past, serene through the clouds of the Future, Concentering in its solitude the destinies of Mankind, and strong with instinctive Eternity amidst all the terrors of Time.
"Harold, Book 10. The Last Of The Saxon Kings"
Edward Bulwer-Lytton
"Beautiful" I say: for if anywhere in the world you have seen a sight more beautiful than a group of hospital savants bending with endless scrupulousness over a little pauper child, Concentering upon its frailty the whole human skill and wisdom of ages, so have not I. Here have you the full realisation of a parable diviner than that of the man who went down from Jerusalem to Jericho.
"Prince Zaleski"
M.P. Shiel