And yet how weak.

I used to say to myself when I first knew him, what a pity that a man with such a noble intellect should be buried in a country village, a pastor to a lot of ignorant hinds.

And yet he is fit for nothing else, with all his intelligence, and all his learning.

He has no go in him,--no back to his head.

Contrast him with Buckley, and see the difference.