Charles Kingsley

Some say that the age of chivalry is past, that the spirit of
romance is dead. The age of read more

Some say that the age of chivalry is past, that the spirit of
romance is dead. The age of chivalry is never past so long as
there is a wrong left unredressed on earth.

Our wanton accidents take root, and grow
To vaunt themselves God's laws.

Our wanton accidents take root, and grow
To vaunt themselves God's laws.

He was one of those men who possess almost every gift, except the gift of the power to use them.

He was one of those men who possess almost every gift, except the gift of the power to use them.

For men must work and women must weep,
And the sooner it's over the sooner to sleep,
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For men must work and women must weep,
And the sooner it's over the sooner to sleep,
And good-bye to the bar and its moaning.

Tho' we earn our bread, Tom,
By the dirty pen,
What we can we will be,
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Tho' we earn our bread, Tom,
By the dirty pen,
What we can we will be,
Honest Englishmen.
Do the work that's nearest
Though it's dull at whiles,
Helping, when we meet them,
Lame dogs over stiles.