The spiritual life of the parish had left the church, had followed the crooked paths of politics to Parliament, had found diversion in dissenting chapels, yawned a little over art, and barred its credulous head before science. Its celestial aspiration was buried with the dead in the churchyard. Religion had become a mole, and was only noticed when from time to time a new "cast" appeared among the old mounds in the churchyard. The church held possession of the dead bodies, the living had their... Voir plus