T. Hookham, 1831 - 300 σελίδες
A satirical romance, concerning young Mr Crotchet's unfortunate love affairs with Mrs Touchandgo and Lady Clarinda during an extended house-party.
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Σελίδα 217 - The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Σελίδα 295 - He shrunk from the thorns, though he longed for the fruit; With a word he arrested his courser's keen speed, And he stood up erect on the back of his steed; On the saddle he stood while the creature stood still, And he gathered the fruit till he took his good fill. " Sure never," he thought, " was a creature so rare, So docile, so true, as my excellent mare; Lo, here now I stand...
Σελίδα 172 - My quarrel with him is, that his works contain nothing worth quoting ; and a book that furnishes no quotations, is, me judice, no book — it is a plaything.
Σελίδα 296 - To the best-loved maid. Through the forests wild, O'er the mountains lonely, They were never weary Honour to pursue : If the damsel smiled Once in seven years only, All their wanderings dreary Ample guerdon knew. Now one day's caprice Weighs down years of smiling. Youthful hearts are rovers, Love is bought and sold : Fortune's gifts may cease, Love is less beguiling ; Wiser were the lovers, In the days of old.
Σελίδα 32 - The sentimental against the rational, the intuitive against the inductive, the ornamental against the useful, the intense against the tranquil, the romantic against the classical; these are great and interesting controversies, which I should like, before I die, to see satisfactorily settled.
Σελίδα 24 - DR. FOLLIOTT My principles, sir, in these things are, to take as much as I can get, and to pay no more than I can help. These are every man's principles, whether they be the right principles or no. There, sir, is political economy in a nutshell.
Σελίδα 5 - Castle, and determined to hand down to posterity the honours of Crotchet of Crotchet. He found it essential to his dignity to furnish himself with a coat of arms, which, after the proper ceremonies (payment being the principal), he obtained, videlicet: Crest, a crotchet rampant in A sharp: Arms, three empty bladders, turgescent, to show how opinions are formed; three bags of gold, pendent, to show why they are maintained; three naked swords, tranchant, to show how they are administered; and three...
Σελίδα 119 - If I drink water while this doth last, May I never again drink wine : For how can a man, in his life of a span, Do anything better than dine ? We'll dine and drink, and say if we think That anything better can be ; And when we have dined, wish all mankind May dine as well as we.
Σελίδα 56 - ... the distinction from respectable. Respectable means rich, and decent means poor. I should die if I heard my family called decent. And then your decent family always lives in a snug little place : I hate a little place ; I like large rooms and large looking-glasses, and large parties, and a fine large butler, with a tinge of smooth red in his face ; an outward and visible sign that the family he serves is respectable ; if not noble, highly respectable. Captain Fitzchrome : I cannot believe that...
Σελίδα 136 - ... ancient sculpture is the true school of modesty. But where the Greeks had modesty, we have cant ; where they had poetry, we have cant ; where they had patriotism, we have cant ; where they had anything that exalts, delights, or adorns humanity, we have nothing but cant, cant, cant. And, sir, to show my contempt for cant in all its shapes, I have adorned my house with the Greek Venus, in all her shapes, and am ready to fight her battle against all the societies that ever were instituted for the...