The Reflections of a Married Man

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C. Scribner's sons, 1892 - 165 pages
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Page 161 - HE that hath wife and children hath given hostages to fortune ; for they are impediments to great enterprises, either of virtue or mischief. Certainly the best works, and of greatest merit for the public, have proceeded from the unmarried or childless men ; which both in affection and means have married and endowed the public.
Page 110 - Not once or twice in our fair island-story, The path of duty was the way to glory; He, that ever following her commands, On with toil of heart and knees and hands. Thro' the long gorge to the far light has won His path upward, and prevail'd.
Page 85 - For his hat was one hundred and two feet wide, With ribbons and bibbons on every side, And bells and buttons and loops and lace, So that nobody ever could see the face Of the Quangle Wangle Quee ! " Verily the married man of to-day with a rising family becomes frightened if he allows himself to ponder the situation. He lies awake at night and is disposed to offer a chair to every life-insurance agent who intrudes upon his privacy. And, as Josephine often says, the worst of it is, there is really...
Page 109 - I, for one. And yet, as Josephine says, it is not exactly pleasant to be snuffed out at forty by the superior wisdom of the rising generation, even though that wisdom be tempered by affectionate toleration of nominal control. Nevertheless, after you have grown accustomed to the idea that you are comparatively speaking an ignoramus, and that your experience of life is to be rated merely as so much fustiness, is not abundant satisfaction to be derived from the pride one takes in the superseding knowledge...
Page 8 - ... shoes in the one above seep down the necks of the luckless ones in the cage below. My introduction to that strange world of workers who make their living beneath the surface of the earth was both speedy and dramatic. Together with eight other miners, I was crowded into the last of the three cages, and if I live to be a hundred I shall never forget the roar of profanity that immediately assailed my ears. Every last man in each cage was bellowing curses at the top of his voice. Day after day the...
Page 110 - Not once or twice in our rough island-story, The path of duty was the way to glory: He that walks it, only thirsting For the right, and learns to deaden Love of self, before his journey closes, He shall find the stubborn thistle bursting Into glossy purples, which outredden All voluptuous garden-roses.
Page 64 - This miserable mode Maintain the melancholy souls of those Who lived withouten infamy or praise. Commingled are they with that caitiff choir Of Angels, who have not rebellious been, Nor faithful were to God, but were for self. The heavens expelled them, not to be less fair; Nor them the nethermore abyss receives, For glory none the damned would have from them.
Page 73 - There was a perpetual sadness in her expression which told me more plainly at each successive meeting that I had been weighed in the balance and been found wanting, a sadness which seemed to imply that she had put her trust in me in vain. At one of our last interviews, when she was more than commonly plaintive, and I was beating my brain to discover the cause of my unworthiness, I asked myself the question, if it could possibly be that she expected me to clasp her in my arms and fold her to my breast...

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