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Page 217 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse, steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands : But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed, Oth.
Page 507 - So on he fares, and to the border comes Of Eden, where delicious Paradise, Now nearer, crowns with her enclosure green...
Page 139 - As I was within that distance at which, in the quickest firing, I could have lodged half a dozen balls in or about him, before he was out of my reach, I had only to determine, but it was not pleasant to fire at the back of an unoffending individual, who was acquitting himself very coolly of his duty ; so I let him alone.
Page 138 - I ordered three good shots to steal near to them, and fire at them; but the idea disgusting me, I recalled the order. The hussar, in returning, made a circuit, but the other passed within a hundred yards of us, upon which I advanced from the wood towards him. Upon my calling, he stopped; but after looking at me, proceeded. I again drew his attention, and made signs to him to stop, levelling my piece at him; but he slowly cantered away.
Page 37 - ... not being large enough for the other. My garden was a plain vineyard when it came into my hands not two years ago, and it is, with a small expense, turned into a garden that (apart from the advantage of the climate) I like better than that of Kensington. The Italian vineyards are not planted like those in France, but in clumps, fastened to trees planted in equal ranks (commonly fruit trees), and continued in festoons from one to another, which I have turned into covered galleries of shade, that...
Page 8 - WHEN day has smiled a soft farewell, And nightdrops bathe each shutting bell, And shadows sail along the green, And birds are still, and winds serene, I wander silently. And while my lone step prints the dew, Dear are the dreams that bless my view ! To Memory's eye the maid appears, For whom have sprung my sweetest tears, So oft, so tenderly : I see her, as with graceful care She binds her braids of sunny hair ; I feel her harp's melodious thrill Strike to my heart, and thence be still...
Page 37 - I then send for some of my old priests, and either play at piquet or whist, till 'tis cool enough to go out. One evening I walk in my wood, where I often sup, take the air on horseback the next, and go on the water the third. The fishery of this part of the river belongs to me ; and my fisherman's little boat (where I have a green lutestring awning) serves me for a barge.
Page 32 - No modest man ever did, or ever will, make his fortune. Your friend, Lord Halifax, Robert Walpole, and all other remarkable instances of quick advancement, have been remarkably impudent. The Ministry is like a play at Court ; there's a little door to get in, and a great crowd without, shoving and thrusting who shall be foremost ; people who knock others with their elbows, disregard a little kick of the shins, and still thrust heartily forwards, are sure of a good place. Your modest man stands behind...
Page 508 - Whence true authority in men ; though both Not equal, as their sex not equal seem'd ; For contemplation he and valour form'd ; For softness she and sweet attractive grace ; He for God only, she for God in him...
Page 221 - Her character, as delineated by her husband with somewhat of mathematical precision, is this: " that she was virtuous without blemish, generous without extravagance, frugal but not niggard, cheerful but not giddy, close but not sullen, ingenious but not conceited, of spirit but not passionate, of her company cautious, in her friendship trusty, to her parents dutiful, and to her husband ever faithful, loving, and obedient.

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