Richard Chenevix Trench Quotes
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Richard Chenevix Trench
Richard Chenevix Trench was an Anglican archbishop and poet. In 1851 he established his fame as a philologist by The Study of Words, originally delivered as lectures to the pupils of the Diocesan Training School, Winchester.
In 1856 Trench became Dean of Westminster, a position which suited him. Here he introduced evening nave services. In January 1864 he was advanced to the post of Archbishop of Dublin. Arthur Penrhyn Stanley had been first choice, but was rejected by the Irish Church, and, according to Bishop Wilberforce's correspondence, Trench's appointment was favoured neither by the prime minister nor the lord-lieutenant. It was, moreover, unpopular in Ireland, and a blow to English literature; yet it turned out to be fortunate. Trench could not prevent the disestablishment of the Irish Church, though he resisted with dignity. But, when the disestablished communion had to be reconstituted under the greatest difficulties, it was important that the occupant of his position should be a man of a liberal and genial spirit.
| For we must share, if we would keep, that blessing from above; Ceasing to give, we cease to have; such is the law of love.|
| Speak but little and well if you would be esteemed a man of merit.|
| He has brought himself to this state; he has exposed his heart as a common road to every evil influence of the world, till it has become hard as a pavement.|
| As the kernel of old humanity, Noah and his family, was once contained in the ark, which was tossed upon the waves of the deluge; so the kernel of the new humanity, of the new creation, Christ and His Apostles, in the little ship.|
| None but God can satisfy the longings of the immortal soul; as the heart was made for him, he only can fill it.|
Topics: God, The Heart
| Prayer is not overcoming God's reluctance; it is laying hold of His highest willingness.|
| If we with earnest effort could succeed To make our life one long, connected prayer, As lives of some, perhaps, have been and are; If, never leaving Thee, we have no need Our wandering spirits back again to lead Into Thy presence, but continued there Like angels standing on the highest stair Of the Sapphire Throne: this were to pray indeed!|
| Grammar is the logic of speech, even as logic is the grammar of reason.|
| Language is the amber in which a thousand precious and subtle thoughts have been safely embedded and preserved. It has arrested ten thousand lightning flashes of genius, which, unless thus fixed and arrested, might have been as bright, but would have also been as quickly passing and perishing, as the lightning.|