Forty Years in the World: Or, Sketches and Tales of a Soldier's Life, Volume 1

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Geo. B. Whittaker, 1825 - India
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Page 53 - thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hooks of steel; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatched, unfledged comrade—beware Of entrance to a quarrel ; but, being in, Bear't, that th
Page 53 - D 3 Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice ; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. Costly thy habit, as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy ; rich, not gaudy. This, above all, to thine own self
Page 171 - Her ashes new create another heir, As great in admiration as herself; So shall she leave her blessedness to one (When heaven shall call her from this cloud of darkness) Who, from the sacred ashes of her honour, Shall, star-like, rise as great in fame as she was, And so stand fix'd.
Page 81 - not—it is my heart, Because that you and I must part. Stay, or else my joys will die, And perish in their infancy." He not only refused to support the two lovers, but insisted on the Chancellor's driving Donne from his protection. Yet Dr. Donne was a man of such genius and talent as to
Page 301 - The hour arrives, the moment wish'd and fear'd ; The child is born, by many a pang endear'd. And now the mother's ear has caught his cry ; Oh, grant the cherub to her asking eye ! He comes ; she clasps him. To her bosom press'd, He drinks the balm of life and drops to rest.
Page 269 - Ah ! now they fight in firmest file no more, Hemmed in—cut off—cleft down—and trampled o'er: But each strikes singly, silently and home, And sinks outwearied rather than o'ercome ; His last faint quittance rendering with his breath, 'Till the blade glimmers in the grasp of death.
Page 153 - Luxury ! Bane of elated life, of affluent states, What dreary change, what ruin is not thine ? How doth thy bowl intoxicate the mind, To the soft entrance of thy rosy cave
Page 276 - and husband are gone, and when you follow, life, I feel, will be insupportable ; but the opportunity of terminating it with honour will then have passed.' " Alia Bhye, when she found all dissuasion unavailing, determined to witness the last dreadful scene. She walked in the procession, and stood
Page 42 - while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying ; And that same flower that blooms to-day, To-morrow shall be dying." Cowley's poetry was Sam's philosophy; but his construction was different from the poet's meaning. The libertine often quotes Horace, and the gourmand
Page x - opinions, As it is common for the younger sort To lack discretion." CONTENTS OF VOL. I. Page INTRODUCTION vii

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