Is it that the injured and indignant soul so vindicates its own essential and divine strength, and says, unconsciously, to the most uncontrolled anguish, "There is in me a life no mortal accident can invade; the breath of God is not altogether extinct in any blast of man's devising; shake, torture, assault the outer tenement,--darken its avenues with fire to stifle, and drench its approaches with seas to drown,--there is that within that God alone can vanquish,--yours is but a finite terror"?
But, Fred, dear, I'm inclined to think she must have made her sewing-table walk into the front entry; and Aunt Solomon says the spirits rapped out the whole of Cousin Dorothy's history on the mantel-piece, behind those blue china vases,--you must have noticed them at the funeral,--and not a human hand within six feet."
"Lucia Vavasour!--your Lucia!"
Then said Robin Hood, 'Sir, outlaws breakfasts is vensyon, and you must be content with such fare as we have.'
Fortune has opposd My naturall blessings and my wishest ends; Those verye honors which my byrthright claymes Have cost me more vexatyon to preserve Than all the numerous tyttells of a kynge Purchasd with plauge and famyne; yet in all My days of sorrowe I was styll to learne A suffrynge of that impyous accounte Which nowe afflycts me.
Lost from the courte he left behynde hym there All cares and all vexatyons: nowe he sleepes, Eats, drynks and laughes, and, but when he dothe sweate, Moves not hys hatt tyll bedd tyme; dothe not fawne, Nor croutche, nor crynge, nor startche his countenance; Is not tane up with other mens affayres But onlye looks to's owne comodytie.
Another thing that morning reminded her of that mysterious "vibgyor" of the old times.
You,--in a strong attempt made to hold up to execration the nature of Byron as deformed by all these hideous vices,--you, my friend, reverently unveiled the countenance of the mighty dead, and the lineaments struck remorse into the heart of every asperser.
For one moment that brave, inspiring form is plainly visible to his whole country, rapt and calm, standing upon the log nearest the enemy's battery, the mark of their sharpshooters, the admiration of their leaders, waving his sword, cheering his fellow-soldiers with his bugle voice of victory,--young, brave, beautiful, for one moment erect and glowing in the wild whirl of battle, the next falling forward toward the foe, dead, but triumphant.
For by his grete cruelte he putte them alle to deth that displesid hym/ he put hym self in paryll of deth/ And louyd and chees rather to dye than lenger to lyue: The euyll lyf and diffamed of a kynge is the lyf of a cruell beste/ And ought not longe to be susteyned/ For he destroyeth hym that displesith hym/ And therfore reherceth valerius/ that ther was a wise man named theodore cerem whom his kynge dyde do hange on the crosse for as moche as he repreuyd hym of his euyll & fowll lyf And all way as he was in the torment he said to y'e kynge/ upon thy counceyllours & them that ben cladd in thy clothynge & robes were more reson that this torment shold come/ For as moche as they dar not saye to the The trouthe for to do Justice right wysly/ of my self I make no force whether I dye on the lande or on the water or otherwyse &c as who sayth he recched not to dye for Justice/ In lyke wyse as democreon the philosophre put out his owen eyen be cause he wold not see that no good myght come to the euyll and vicyous peple wyth out right And also defortes the philosophre as he went toward his deth/ his wyf that folowed after hym saide that he was dampned to deth wrongfully/ than he answerd and sayd to her/ holde thy peas and be styll/ hit is better and more merytorye to dye by a wronge and unrightfull Jugement/ than that I had deseruyd to dye.
Top your parts, ye villains!--You know how nicely I distinguish.
he cried in a fierce voice--'you who have spied upon me--you will follow!
This visyon I must followe; when Charles growes thus The whole worlde shaks: thys comett's omynous.
In answer to what Lucy had said on the subject of my own necklace, I wrote as follows, viz:--"You speak of my reserving the more valuable pearls for one, who, at some future day, may become my wife.
I, tell me that, and vnyoake.
Miss Stapylton put her head to one side and considered the contents of her vocabulary,--"you are like a viking.
"Really, you make me blush," replied the mincing and languishing voice--"you men are dreadful creatures!"
It is, of course, the figure of a man and not of a State; it is a man, clean, clean shaved and almost obtrusively strong-jawed, honest, muscular, alert, pushful, chivalrous, self-reliant, non-political except when he breaks into shrewd and penetrating voting--"you can fool all the people some of the time," etc.--and independent--independent--in a world which is therefore certain to give way to him.
You have doone ill To soothe hys adge unto thys vyolence.
Thy pardon, Richard: love thats too vyolent Is evermore with some straunge myscheifs spentt.
She is the vyolet, The daysy delectable, The columbine commendable, The jelofer amyable; For this most goodly floure, This blossom of fressh colour, So Jupiter me succour, She flourysheth new and new In beaute and vertew; Hac claritate gemina, O gloriosa femina, etc.
I am inchaunted with thys vyssyon.
Why, if that were the ende Of's vysytatyon, then it needs must followe That thys prevayld not with hym.
"It began in this sublime strain, sir--'Beyond the wave!--Beyond the wave!'
And when it comes to waiting,--you should have named me Patience, sir!"
Wait,--you shall see."
"How far are you walking?--you are not going so far as my little river here, I'll bet--" And then we understood that we were in the presence of romantic conversation, and we listened with a great gladness.
But you, Dolorosus,--you, to whom God gave youth and health, and who might have kept them, the one long and the other perchance always, but who never loved them, nor reverenced them, nor cherished them, only coined them into money till they were all gone, and even the ill-gotten treasure fell from your debilitated hands,--you, who shunned the sunshine as if it were sin, and called all innocent recreation time wasted,--you, who staid under ground in your goldmine, like the sightless fishes of the Mammoth Cave, till you were as blind and unjoyous as they,--what plea have you to make, what shelter to claim, except that charity which suffereth long and is kind?
This time it was--'You no drink a water in a filter.'
When told, one day, of the unfavorable whispers, he smiled a little and answered his informant,--whom he knew to be one of the whisperers himself,--laying a hand kindly upon his shoulder: "Father Murphy,"--or whatever the name was,--"your words comfort me."
And rising to yet higher attributes, as they pass before us in the brilliant paragraphs of the courtly Clarendon, or the juster modern estimates of Forster, it seems like a procession of born sovereigns; while the more pungent epithets of contemporary wit only familiarize, but do not mar, the fame of Cromwell, (Cleaveland's "Caesar in a Clown,")--"William the Conqueror" Waller,--"young Harry" Vane,--"fiery Tom" Fairfax,--and "King Pym."
I shall never marry--" Lucy started--"and having now no heir nearer than John Wallingford"-- "John Wallingford!--you have cousins much nearer than he!"
"But, Florette, you don' wan'--you don' wan'--a pop----" "Sh-h-h!
She was never without her bread and water,--you know the Lord has told his children that their "BREAD and WATER shall be SURE,"--and almost always she had a little tea and sugar in the cupboard.
Music of Water.--You saw hard by the rivulet darkening and stealing away, till your sight, though not your ear, lost it among the woodland.
cried Eltham, in his enthusiastic way--"you no doubt can do something to alleviate the poor man's suffering immediately.
Let the frisky woman appear to have her way,--you will win in the end!"
And if these points are not discussed, or settled, or decided, before the case is brought into court, still they often have very great weight even at the trial itself, when the case is stated in this way:--"You demanded too much; you demanded it too late; it was not your business to make such a demand at all; you ought not to have demanded it of me; or you ought not to have done so under this law, or in accordance with this formula, or in this court."
it is for thy sake only I wish for wealth.--You say she was somewhat better at the time you wrote last.
Let 'im try fo' fifteen minutes, and when 'e 'as failed I will summon the ghost of Bula-Wayo, the king of all the tribes of the Niger.
Wayoond applied for food for his family, consisting of six persons, saying that they had been destitute for some time.
Wednesday.--Your letter reached us on Monday, and we all went out and sat in a row on the upper step, like birds on a telegraph wire, and papa read it aloud.
CHAPTER XI A LITTLE ABOUT JENNY Meanwhile, as New Zion moved and hummed and whizzed, and as "The Dawn" went on dawning week by week,--you couldn't expect the dawn oftener than once a week in Coalchester,--the love of Jenny and Theophil grew more and more perfect.
The counting by the micrometer took him a week.--You have, my full-grown friend, of these little couriers in crimson or scarlet livery, running on your vital errands day and night as long as you live, sixty-five billions, five hundred and seventy thousand millions.
"Well,--you don't think it's"---- "I on'y wish it mebbe the veryaloud,--I on'y wish it mebbe.