Sir Andrew Wylie of that Ilk

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W. Blackwood, 1868 - Fiction in English - 467 pages
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Page 363 - Things vulgar, and, well weigh'd, scarce worth the praise ? They praise, and they admire, they know not what, And know not whom, but as one leads the other ; And what delight to be by such...
Page 381 - Dozadeal's discourses, he had formerly inscribed with a pin, to the great displeasure of his grandmother. When Mr. Symington, who had succeeded Dr. Dozadeal in the ministry, after the Doctor's call to the better stipend of Bunnockhive, rose to give out the Psalm, Sir Andrew, startled by the sound of the new voice, was roused from his reverie, and felt for a moment as if all the incidents of his life, from the time he had last sat in the church, were the impalpable fancies of one of his youthful dreams...
Page 174 - ... of all human attachments, seem to consider, when they are wedded, that it is no longer requisite to continue those agreeable humours and graces which first won the esteem of their husbands. The triumph of woman lies not in the admiration of her lover, but in the respect of her husband ; and it can only be gained by a constant cultivation of those qualities which she knows he most values.
Page 338 - exclaimed the old gentleman — " Just remark — Come on business to England ? — What business ?" " My chief business, in truth, sir, at present here, is to see and learn something about the king. I have no other turn in hand at this time.
Page 31 - It signified not to him, whether the parties, with whom he enjoyed his leisure, were deemed douce or daft ; it was enough that their talk was cast in queer phrases, and their minds ran among the odds and ends of things. By this peculiar humour, he was preserved in his clachan simplicity ; while he made, as he often afterwards said himself, " his memory, like a wisdom-pock, a fouth of auld knick-knacketies — clues of experience, and shapings of matter, that might serve to clout the rents in the...
Page 9 - a carle that daunered about the doors wi' his hands in his pouches, and took them out at meal-time.
Page 337 - The humour of this sally tickled our hero as well as the author of it, and they both laughed themselves into greater intimacy. "Well, but, sir," said Andrew, "as I'm only a stranger here, I would like to ask you a question or two about the king, just as to what sort of a man he really is, for we can place no sort of dependence on newspapers or history books in matters anent rulers and men of government.
Page 337 - Scrap-Book. [Feb, honest man, sets you a' here an example of sobriety and early rising.* 'Scotchman] eh!' said the old gentleman ; * fine morning — fine morning, Sir,— weather warmer here than with you ; what part of Scotland do you come from ? how do you like Windsor? — Come to see the King, eh ?' And loudly he made the echoes ring with his laughter. *' The senator was a little at a loss which question to answer first ; but, delighted with the hearty freedom of the salutation, jocularly said...
Page 336 - Wylie was brushing the early dew in the little park, to taste the freshness of the morning gale, or, as he himself better expressed it, to take a snuff of caller air on the brow of the hill.
Page 337 - I have heard, owes him much. — Still improving? — Nothing like it. — The war needs men — Corn is our dragon's teeth — Potatoes do as well in Ireland, eh?" The humour of this sally tickled our hero as well as the author of it, and they both laughed themselves into greater intimacy. "Well...

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