A Memoir of Charles Mayne Young, Tragedian: With Extracts from His Son's Journal, Volume 2

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Macmillan, 1871 - Actors - 467 pages

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Page 102 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs, Which ne'er might be repeated...
Page 89 - I am not ashamed: for I know whom I have believed, and I am persuaded that he is able to keep that which I have committed unto him against that day.
Page 59 - One thing have I desired of the LORD, which I will require, even that I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, to behold the fair beauty of the LORD, and to visit his temple.
Page 154 - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil : and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, — As he is very potent with such spirits, — Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds More relative than this: — the play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
Page 8 - Orientale;" but for correctness of costume, beauty of description, and power of imagination, it far surpasses all European imitations; and bears such marks of originality, that those who have visited the East will find some difficulty in believing it to be more than a translation. As an Eastern tale, even Rasselas must bow before it; his " Happy Valley" will not bear a comparison with the "Hall of Eblis.
Page 154 - I'll tent him to the quick. If 'a do blench, I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be a devil; and the devil hath power T assume a pleasing shape...
Page 195 - Elysian shade ! No, never shall I lose the trace Of what I've felt in this bright place. And, should my spirit's hope grow weak, Should I, oh God, e'er doubt thy power, This mighty scene again I'll seek, At the same calm and glowing hour, And here, at the sublimest shrine That Nature ever rear'd to Thee, Rekindle all that hope divine, And feel my immortality ! EXTRACT II.
Page 192 - Twas at this instant' — while there glow'd This last, intensest gleam of light — Suddenly, through the opening road, The valley burst upon my sight! That glorious valley, with its Lake, And Alps on Alps in clusters swelling, Mighty, and pure, arid fit to make The ramparts of a Godhead's dwelling.
Page 124 - As he approached the little goat-carriages, he looked askance over the edge of his starched neckcloth and blandly smiled encouragement. Sure that in following him I was treading in the steps of greatness, I went on to the Pier, and there I was confirmed in my conviction of his eminence ; for I observed him look first over the right side and then over the left, with an expression of serene satisfaction spreading over his countenance, which said, as plainly as if he had spoken to the sea aloud, ' That...
Page 46 - Thee in their ain shilly-shally way ; and, for the sake o' mair than we daur weel name to Thee, hae mercy on our Rob. Ye ken Yoursel', he's a wild mischievous callant, and thinks nae mair o' committing sin than a dog does o

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