Part 32 (1/2)
Then nymphs had bluer eyes than hose, England then measured men by blows, And measured time by candles.
FREDERICK LOCKER, _London Lyrics_.
A woman's choice usually means taking the only man she can get.
_Mrs. Cadwallader_, in GEORGE ELIOT's _Middlemarch_.
To charm the girls he never spoke-- Although his voice was fine; He found the most convenient way Was just to drop a line.
And many a gudgeon of the pond, If they could speak to-day, Would own, with grief, this angler had A mighty ”taking” way.
JOHN G.o.dFREY SAXE, _Poems_.
I am always afraid of a fool: one cannot be sure that he is not a knave as well.
W. HAZLITT, _Characteristics_.
The people is much given to stoning its prophets that it may wors.h.i.+p their reliques with the greater fervency: dogs that bark at us to-day lick our bones to-morrow with true canine fidelity.
HEINRICH HEINE, _Ludwig Beorne_.
Money makes a man laugh. A blind fiddler playing to a company, and playing but scurvily, the company laughed at him. His boy that led him, perceiving it, cried, ”Father, let us begone; they do nothing but laugh at you.” ”Hold peace, boy,” said the fiddler; ”we shall have their money presently, and then we will laugh at them.”
SELDEN, _Table Talk_.
In candent ire the solar splendour flames; The foles, languescent, pend from arid rames; His humid front the cive, anheling, wipes, And dreams of erring on ventiferous ripes.
How dulce to vive occult from mortal eyes, Dorm on the herb with none to supervise, Carp the suave berries from the crescent vine, And bibe the flow from longicaudate kine!
Me wretched! Let me curr to quercine shades!
Effund your albid hausts, lactiferous maids!
Oh, might I vole to some umbrageous clump,-- Depart--be off--exude--evade--erump!
OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES.
He slaps me gently on the back. He's stopped too long in the wine-cellar. A little tasting is a dangerous thing.
F. C. BURNAND, _Happy Thoughts_.
_THE MAIDENS._
Lovers, we pray you, gaining our consents, Let us, too, have _our_ mediaeval bents; Give us, for cricket matches, tournaments.
_THE WIDOWERS._