Essays on Social Subjects from the Saturday ReviewTicknor and Fields, 1865 - 351 páginas |
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Página 152 - See the same man, in vigour, in the gout ; Alone, in company ; in place, or out ; Early at business, and at hazard late ; Mad at a fox-chase, wise at a debate ; Drunk at a borough, civil at a ball ; Friendly at Hackney, faithless at Whitehall.
Página 10 - The man, whose eye Is ever on himself, doth look on one, The least of nature's works, one who might move The wise man to that scorn which wisdom holds Unlawful, ever.
Página 77 - The learn'd is happy nature to explore, The fool is happy that he knows no more ; The rich is happy in the plenty given, The poor contents him with the care of Heaven.
Página 349 - When I was running about this town a very poor fellow, I was a great arguer for the advantages of poverty ; but I was, at the same time, very sorry to be poor.
Página 178 - When thou dost purpose aught (within thy power), Be sure to do it, though it be but small : Constancy knits the bones, and makes us stour When wanton pleasures beckon us to thrall.
Página 100 - How often sit I, poring o'er My strange distorted youth, Seeking in vain, in all my store, One feeling based on truth; Amid the maze of petty life A clue whereby to move, A spot whereon in toil and strife To dare to rest and love. So constant as my heart would be, So fickle as it must, 'Twere well for others as for me 'Twere dry as summer dust.
Página 77 - If Thou be one whose heart the holy forms Of young imagination have kept pure, Stranger ! henceforth be warned ; and know that pride; Howe'er disguised in its own majesty, Is littleness; that he, who feels contempt For any living thing, hath faculties Which he has never used; that thought with him Is in its infancy.
Página 301 - Methodist preachers; their doctrines are most repulsive, and strongly tinctured with impertinence and disrespect towards their superiors, in perpetually endeavouring to level all ranks, and do away with all distinctions. It is monstrous to be told, that you have a heart as sinful as the common wretches that crawl on the earth. This is highly offensive and insulting; and I cannot but wonder that your Ladyship should relish any sentiments so much at variance with high rank and good breeding.
Página 127 - As soon as the house was full, and the candles lighted, my old friend stood up, and looked about him with that pleasure which a mind seasoned with humanity naturally feels in itself, at the sight of a multitude of people who seem pleased with one another, and partake of the same common entertainment.
Página 310 - If we try to analyze the sense of discomfort, it often admits of no distinct definition ; and we are not willing to own ourselves disturbed by so insignificant a cause. The temper suffers ; our magnanimity fails us from the very poverty of the grievance. The pathetic, whether seen in actual life or in fiction, is an excellent remedy for this dry, barren dejection. A more generous sentiment suppresses or washes away the rubbish of petty, selfish annoyance. The very thought of the passage of time acts...