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et pauper agelle, Me tibi, et hos unà mecum, quos semper amavi, Commendo.
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Within how silentlySi tout cela consistoit en faits, en actions, en paroles on pourroit le décrire et le rendre en quelque façon : mais comment dire ce qui n'étoit ni dit, ni fait, ni pensé même, mais goûté, mais senti.—Le vrai bonheur ne se décrit pas.--ROUSSEAU.
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Page 85, line 22. Soon through the gadding vine, &c. An English breakfast; which may well excite in others what in Rousseau continued through life, un goût vif pour les déjeûnés. C'est le tems de la journée où nous sommes le plus tranquilles, où nous causons le plus à notre aise.
The luxuries here mentioned, familiar to us as they now are, were almost unknown before the Revolution.
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With honest dignity, He, who resolves to rise in the world by Politics or Religion, can degrade his mind to any degree, when he sets about it. Overcome the first scruple, and the work is done. • You hesitate,” said one who spoke
om experience. “ Put on the mask, young man ; ad in a very little while you will not know it from our own face.”
Page 87, line 3. Like Hampden struggling in his country's cause, Zeuxis is said to have drawn his Helen from an ssemblage of the most beautiful women; and many Writer of Fiction, in forming a life to his mind, bas recourse to the brightest moments in the lives of others.
I may be suspected of having done so here, and of having designed, as it were, from living models; but, by making an allusion now and then to those who have really lived, I thought I should give something of interest to the picture, as well as better illustrate my meaning
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Careless of ruin* By the Mass !' said the Duke of Norfolk to Sir Thomas More,. By the Mass ! master More, it is perilous striving with princes; the anger of a prince is death.'—" Is that all, my lord ? then the difference between you and me is but this—that I shall die to-day, and you to-morrow.'-Roper's Life.
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On thro' that gate misnamed, Traitor's gate, the water gate in the Tower of London.
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Then to the place of trial ; This very slight sketch of Civil Dissension is take from our own annals; but, for an obvious reason, from those of our own Age.
The persons, here immediately alluded to, lived mo than a hundred years ago in a reign which Blacksto has justly represented as wicked, sanguinary, and tu bulent; but such times have always afforded the me signal instances of heroic courage and ardent affection
Great reverses, like theirs, lay open the human hea They occur indeed but seldom ; yet all men are lial to them; all, when they occur to others, make the more or less their own; and, were we to describe a condition to an inhabitant of some other planet, cou we omit what forms so striking a circumstance in hum life?
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and alone, A prisoner, prosecuted for high treason, may me make his defence by counsel. In the reign of Willia the Third the law was altered; and it was in rising urge the necessity of an alteration, that Lord Shafte bury, with such admirable quickness, took advanta of the embarrassment that seized him. “ If I," sa he, “who rise only to give my opinion of this bill, a so confounded that I cannot say what I intended, wb must be the condition of that man, who, without ar assistance, is pleading for his life ?”
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Under the Judgment-seat. Lord Russell. May I have somebody to write, to assist my memory?
Mr. Attorney General. Yes, a Servant.
Lord Chief Justice. Any of your Servants shall assist you in writing any thing you please for you.
Lord Russell. My Wife is here, my Lord, to do it.State TRIALS, II.
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See the Alcestis of Euripides, v. 194.
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Lo, there the Friend, Such as Russell found in Cavendish; and such as many have found.
Page 88, line 9. And, when her dear, dear Father passed along, An allusion to the last interview of Sir Thomas More and his daughter Margaret. “Dear Meg," said he, when afterwards with a coal he wrote to bid her farewell, “I never liked your manner towards me better; for I like when daughterly love and dear charity have no leisure to look to worldly courtesy.”-Roper's