Charles Kingsley

Charles Kingsley

Hypatia/17 (1853)

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Portrait of Charles Kingsley Charles Kingsley Hypatia/17 (1853)

He was sitting, with Bran's head between his knees, at the door of a temporary awning in the vessel's stern, which shielded the wounded men from sun and spray; and as he sat he could hear from within the tent the gentle voices of Victoria and her brother, as they tended the sick like ministering angels, or read to them words of divine hope and comfort-in which his homeless heart felt that he had no share.
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Portrait of Charles Kingsley Charles Kingsley Hypatia/17 (1853)

Victoria sighed again, and retired into the tent to nurse the sick.
'And now, sir,' said the Prefect, turning to Raphael and his son; 'do not mistake me. I may have been weak, as worn-out and hopeless men are wont to be; but do not think of me as one who has yielded to adversity in fear for his own safety. As God hears me, I desire nothing better than to die; and I only turn out of my course on the understanding that if Augustine so advise, my children hold me free to return to Carthage and meet my fate.
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Portrait of Charles Kingsley Charles Kingsley Hypatia/17 (1853)

What is Hesiod's definition of the man who will neither counsel himself nor be counselled by his friends? . . . . Have you no trusty acquaintances in Cyrenaica, for instance?'
The Prefect was silent.
'Oh, hear us, my father! Why not go to Euodius? He is your old comrade—a well-wisher, too, to this . . . . this expedition . . . . And recollect, Augustine must be there now. He was about to sail for Berenice, in order to consult Synesius and the Pentapolitan bishops, when we left Carthage.'
And at the name of Augustine the old man paused.
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