_Of all my verse_, _like not a single line_; _But like my title_, _for it is not mine_. _That title from a better man I stole_: _Ah_, _how much better_, _had I stol’n the whole_! THERE are men and classes of men that stand above the common herd: the soldier, the sailor and the shepherd not unfrequently; the artist rarely; rarely still, the clergyman; the physician almost as a rule. He is the flower (such as it is) of our civilisation; and when that stage of man is done with, and only remembered to be marvelled at in history, he will be thought to have shared as little as any in the defects of the period, and most notably exhibited the virtues of the race. Generosity he has, such as is possi…
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