Never yet was there a simpler proposition; but there is sublimity in its breadth.
If so, it was the frenzy of a self-sacrifice that was sublimity itself.
The truth is, that he was cast in the very mould of sublimity and pathos.
Piang was blind to the sublimity of his surroundings, as he hurried on.
Who can read that passage, and be insensible to its pathos and sublimity?