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Page 360 - One after one the lords of time advance, — Here Stanley meets, — how Stanley scorns, the glance ! The brilliant chief, irregularly great, Frank, haughty, rash, — the Rupert of Debate ! Nor gout, nor toil, his freshness can destroy, And Time still leaves all Eton in the boy...
Page 228 - And, as a faggot sparkles on the hearth, Not less if unattended and alone Than when both young and old sit gathered round And take delight in its activity; Even so this happy Creature of herself Is all-sufficient; solitude to her Is blithe society, who fills the air With gladness and involuntary songs.
Page 301 - Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.
Page 360 - Plants a sly bruiser on the nose of Bob; Decorous Bob, too friendly to reprove, Suggests fresh fighting in the next remove, And prompts his chum, in hopes the vein to cool, To the prim benches of the Upper School: Yet who not listens, with delighted smile, To the pure Saxon of that silver style ; In the clear style a heart as clear is seen, Prompt to the rash — revolting from the mean.
Page 403 - Neither is it among your French fellows ; they have not genius for it. Our club was to a man all Anglais, as they called us. At first the French were confoundedly surprised to see us on the plains of Sablons, playing with our servants, all stripped to the buff.
Page 212 - Then farewell, my trim-built wherry, Oars and coat and badge farewell ! Never more at Chelsea Ferry Shall your Thomas take a spell ! — My father got over it, Mr. Boffin, and so shall I.
Page 360 - Tuesday evening and seen Stanley there, I think they would have been in a pretty state of astonishment. There he was in the midst of a crowd of blacklegs, betting men, and loose characters of every description, in uproarious spirits, chaffing, rowing, and shouting with laughter and joking. His amusement was to lay Lord Glasgow a wager that he did not sneeze in a given time, for which purpose he took pinch after pinch of snuff...
Page 360 - Stanley jeered him and quizzed him with such noise that he drew the whole mob around him to partake of the coarse merriment he excited. It really was a sight and a wonder to see any man playing such different parts, and I don't suppose there is any other man who would act so naturally, and obey all his impulses in such a way, utterly regardless of appearances, and not caring what anybody might think of the minister and the statesman so long as he could have his fun.
Page 360 - Lo where atilt at friend — if barr'd from foe — He scours the ground, and volunteers the blow, And, tired with conquest over Dan and Snob, Plants a sly bruiser on the nose of Bob ; Decorous Bob, too friendly to reprove, Suggests fresh fighting in the next remove, And prompts his chum, in hopes the vein to cool, To the prim benches of the Upper School : Yet who not listens, with delighted smile, To the pure Saxon of that silver style ; In the clear...