Personal Reminiscences

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C. Scribner's Sons, 1876 - Great Britain - 339 pages

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Page xi - LINES TO A LADY WEEPING.* WEEP, daughter of a royal line, A Sire's disgrace, a realm's decay ; Ah ! happy if each tear of thine Could wash a father's fault away ! Weep — for thy tears are Virtue's tears — Auspicious to these suffering isles ; And be each drop in future years Repaid thee by thy people's smiles ! THE CHAIN I GAVE.
Page 75 - Thou wilt show me the path of life. In thy presence is fullness of joy, at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.
Page 260 - Babylon in all its desolation is a sight not so awful as that of the human mind in ruins.
Page 50 - I must endeavour to convey to you something of what passed ; but if it were so affecting to those who were only united to me by bonds of friendship, what must it be to my dearest wife, my friend, my everything which is most dear to me in the world?
Page 197 - Replying in the negative, he continued, " When we proceeded to the signatures, the King of Hanover was very anxious to sign before Prince Albert ; and when the Queen approached the table, he placed himself by her side, watching his opportunity. She knew very well what he was about, and just as the Archbishop was giving her the pen, she suddenly dodged round the table, placed herself next to the Prince, then quickly took the pen from the Archbishop, signed, and gave it to Prince Albert, who also signed...
Page 315 - There, Tom, go home, and give your wife and brats a supper, and never play again.
Page 285 - House, it could not long be expected to maintain its footing even in the less celebrated assemblies. In London, fashion is or was then everything. Old and young returned to school, and the mornings which had been dedicated to lounging in the Park, were now absorbed at home in practising the figures of a French quadrille, or whirling a chair round the room, to learn the step and measure of the German waltz.
Page 59 - Then cheer up, fair Emma ! remember thou'rt free, And ploughing Britannia's old empire, the sea, How many in Albion each sorrow would check, Could they kiss but one plank of this conquering deck.

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