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Page 253 - 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...
Page 293 - and I am extremely sorry at the accident ; it was Dawson who shut the door, through utter unconsciousness, though I told him especially not to do it — the poor dog did not know whether he was on his head or his heels." " You have got him safe ? " said I, quickly. " Ay, trust me for that, your honour. I have locked him up at home while I came here to look for you.
Page 280 - The nasal feature was broad and fungous, and, as well as the whole of her capacious physiognomy, blushed with the deepest scarlet: it was evident to see that many a full bottle of " British compounds " had contributed to the feeding of that burning and phosphoric illumination which was, indeed, " the outward and visible sign of an inward and spiritual grace.
Page 159 - I do defy him, and I spit at him ; Call him a slanderous coward, and a villain...
Page 3 - 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.
Page 211 - 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.
Page 56 - In this manufactory of a beauty i remained for a quarter of an hour; at the end of that time, the...
Page 219 - A thousand pities you can't come in before next week ; we shall then have fiery motions in the Lower House, as the astrologers say.
Page 211 - ... among gentlemen ; and yet I have as good a right to the name as most of the set. I belong to no trade — I follow no calling : I rove where I list, and rest where I please : in short, I know no occupation but my indolence, and no law but my will. Now, Sir, may I not call myself a gentleman 1 " " Of a surety !" quoth I. " You seem to me to hold a middle rank between a half-pay captain and the king of the gipsies.
Page 213 - I admire your code," quoth I, "and, whenever I want a mediator between Venus and myself, will employ you. Have you always followed your present idle profession, or were you brought up to any other?" " I was intended for a silversmith," answered my friend : " but Providence willed it otherwise : they taught me from childhood to repeat the Lord's prayer: Heaven heard me, and delivered me from temptation — there is, indeed, something terribly seducing in the face of a silver spoon !