CHAPTER XXXII.
They’ll take suggestion as a cat laps milk.—SHAKESPEARE: Tempest. § The triumphant confidence of the Mayor founded on Mr. Featherstone’s insistent demand...
CHAPTER XXXI.
How will you know the pitch of that great bellToo large for you to stir? Let but a flutePlay ’neath the fine-mixed metal: listen closeTill the right note...
CHAPTER XXX.
Qui veut délasser hors de propos, lasse.—PASCAL. § Mr. Casaubon had no second attack of equal severity with the first, and in a few days began to recover his...
CHAPTER XXIX.
I found that no genius in another could please me. My unfortunate paradoxes had entirely dried up that source of comfort.—GOLDSMITH. § One morning, some...
CHAPTER XXVIII.
1st Gent. All times are good to seek your wedded home Bringing a mutual delight.2d Gent. Why, true. The calendar hath not an evil day For souls made one by...
CHAPTER XXVII.
Let the high Muse chant loves Olympian:We are but mortals, and must sing of man. § An eminent philosopher among my friends, who can dignify even your ugly...
CHAPTER XXVI.
He beats me and I rail at him: O worthy satisfaction! would it were otherwise—that I could beat him while he railed at me.—Troilus and Cressida. § But Fred...
CHAPTER XXV.
“Love seeketh not itself to please, Nor for itself hath any careBut for another gives its ease And builds a heaven in hell’s despair.. . . . . . .Love...
CHAPTER XXIV.
“The offender’s sorrow brings but small reliefTo him who wears the strong offence’s cross.”—SHAKESPEARE: Sonnets. § I am sorry to say that only the third day...
BOOK III. WAITING FOR DEATH. CHAPTER XXIII.
“Your horses of the Sun,” he said, “And first-rate whip Apollo!Whate’er they be, I’ll eat my head, But I will beat them hollow.” § Fred Vincy, we have seen,...
CHAPTER XXII.
“Nous câusames longtemps; elle était simple et bonne.Ne sachant pas le mal, elle faisait le bien;Des richesses du coeur elle me fit l’aumône,Et tout en...
CHAPTER XXI.
“Hire facounde eke full womanly and plain,No contrefeted termes had sheTo semen wise.”—CHAUCER. § It was in that way Dorothea came to be sobbing as soon as...
CHAPTER XX.
“A child forsaken, waking suddenly,Whose gaze afeard on all things round doth rove,And seeth only that it cannot see The meeting eyes of love.” § Two hours...
CHAPTER XIX.
“L’ altra vedete ch’ha fatto alla guanciaDella sua palma, sospirando, letto.”—Purgatorio, vii. § When George the Fourth was still reigning over the privacies...
CHAPTER XVIII.
“Oh, sir, the loftiest hopes on earthDraw lots with meaner hopes: heroic breasts,Breathing bad air, run risk of pestilence;Or, lacking lime-juice when they...
CHAPTER XVII.
“The clerkly person smiled and saidPromise was a pretty maid,But being poor she died unwed.” § The Rev. Camden Farebrother, whom Lydgate went to see the next...
CHAPTER XVI.
“All that in woman is adored In thy fair self I find—For the whole sex can but afford The handsome and the kind.”—SIR CHARLES SEDLEY. § The question whether...
CHAPTER XV.
“Black eyes you have left, you say, Blue eyes fail to draw you;Yet you seem more rapt to-day, Than of old we saw you.“Oh, I track the fairest fair Through...
CHAPTER XIV.
“Follows here the strict receiptFor that sauce to dainty meat,Named Idleness, which many eatBy preference, and call it sweet:First watch for morsels, like a...
BOOK II. OLD AND YOUNG. CHAPTER XIII.
1st Gent. How class your man?—as better than the most, Or, seeming better, worse beneath that cloak? As saint or knave, pilgrim or hypocrite?2d Gent. Nay,...