Pelham; Or, The Adventures of a Gentleman, Band 3Henry Colburn, ... Bell and Bradfute, Edinburgh; and J. Cumming, Dublin., 1844 - 688 Seiten |
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Seite 578 - I can give not what men call love, But wilt thou accept not The worship the heart lifts above And the Heavens reject not, The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow...
Seite 64 - Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly ; and but for these vile guns He would himself have been a soldier.
Seite 45 - Tell fortune of her blindness, Tell nature of decay, Tell friendship of unkindness, Tell justice of delay. And if the'y will reply, Then give them all the lie. Tell arts they have no soundness, But vary by esteeming, Tell schools they want profoundness, And stand too much on seeming. If arts and schools reply, Give arts and schools the lie. Tell faith it's fled the city, Tell how the country erreth, Tell, manhood shakes off pity, Tell, virtue least preferreth.
Seite 514 - Sparta hath many a worthier son than me ! Meanwhile , how get on the noble Lords Lesborough and Lincoln ? ' Sure such a pair were never seen, so justly formed to meet by nature ! '
Seite 140 - tis virtue, for he thinks them knaves: When universal homage Umbra pays, All see 'tis vice, and itch of vulgar praise.
Seite 503 - Not at all, sir," returned my worthy ; " I remember you well, for I never saw a face like yours that I did not remember. I had the honour of sipping some British liquors in the same room with yourself one evening; you were then in company with my friend Mr. Gordon." " Ha ! " said I, " I thank you for the hint. I now remember well, by the same token, that he told me you were the most ingenious gentleman in England, and that you had a happy propensity of mistaking other people's possessions for your...
Seite 382 - Why should we not be proud of our knowledge in cookery? It is the soul of festivity at all times, and to all ages. How many marriages have been the consequence of meeting at dinner? How much good fortune has been the result of a good supper? At what moment of our existence are we happier than at table? There hatred and animosity are lulled to sleep, and pleasure alone reigns.
Seite 274 - And put it to the foil: but you, O you, So perfect and so peerless, are created Of every creature's best!
Seite 497 - Optimist, on your opinions," quoth I ; " but your observation leads me to suppose that you are both an historian and a traveller. Am I right?" "Why," answered the box-bearer, "I have dabbled a little in books, and wandered not a little among men. I am just returned from Germany, and am now going to my friends in London. I am charged with this box of goods; Heaven send me the luck to deliver it safe!" "Amen," said I; "and with that prayer and this trifle, I wish you a good-morning.
Seite 63 - SHALL I, wasting in despair, Die because a woman's fair? Or make pale my cheeks with care 'Cause another's rosy are? Be she fairer than the day, Or the flowery meads in May, If she think not well of me, What care I how fair she be?