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Vol. ii. Chapter xii. Go, poor devil, get thee gone; why should I hurt thee? This world surely is wide enough to hold both thee and me.
Vol. iii. Chapter ix. Great wits jump.*
Vol. iii. Chapter xi. Our armies swore terribly in Flanders, cried my uncle Toby, — but nothing to this.
Vol. vi. Chapter viii. The accusing spirit, which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed as he gave it in ; and the recording angel, as he wrote it down, dropped a tear upon the word and blotted it out for ever.
Page 1. “They order,” said I, “ this matter better in France."
* “Good witts will jumpe.”
Dr. Cougham, Camden Soc. Pub., p. 20.
In the Street. Calais. I pity the man who can travel from Dan to Beersheba, and cry, 'T is all barren.
The Passport. The Hotel at Paris. Disguise thyself as thou wilt, still, Slavery, said I, still thou art a bitter draught.
God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.*
On the French Revolution. It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the Queen of France, then the Dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
I saw her just above the horizon, decorating and cheering the elevated sphere she just began to move in ; glittering like the morning star, full of life, and splendor, and joy. ... Little did I dream that I should have lived to see such disasters fallen upon her in a nation of
*“Dicu mesure le vent à la brebis tondue.” — Henri Estienne Prémices, etc., p. 47, a collection of Proverbs, published in 1594. To a close shorn sheep God gives wind hy measure.
Jacula Prudentum. GEORGE HERBERT
gallant men, in a nation of men of honor and of cavaliers. I thought ten thousand swords must have leaped from their scabbards to avenge even a look that threatened her with insult. But the age of chivalry is gone.
Speech at Bristol on declining the Poll. 1780. The worthy gentleman who has been snatched from us at the moment of the election, and in the middle of the contest, whilst his desires were as warm, and his hopes as eager as ours, has feelingly told us what shadows we are, what shadows we pursue.
SIR JAMES MACKINTOSH.
1765-1832. Vindiciae Gallicae. (April, 1791.) The commons, faithful to their system, remained in a wise and masterly inactivity.*
Letter to the Addressers. And the final event to himself (Mr. Burke) has been that, as he rose like a rocket, he fell like the stick.
* This expression is generally attributed to John Randolph. It is found in his speeches. 1828.
The Crisis. No. 1.
Age of Reason. Part ii. ad fin. (note). The sublime and the ridiculous are so often so nearly related, that it is difficult to class them separately. One step above the sublime makes the ridiculous, and one step above the ridiculous makes the sublime again.*
DON JOSEPH PALAFOX.
At the Siege of Saragosa. War to the knife.
THOMAS B. MACAULAY.
Edinburgh Review, Oct., 1840, on Ranke's History of
the Popes. She (the Roman Catholic Church) may still exist in undiminished vigor, when some traveller from New Zealand shall, in the midst of a vast solitude, take his stand on a broken arch of London Bridge to sketch the ruins of St. Paul's.T
* Probably the original of Napoleon's celebrated mot, “Du sublime au ridicule il n'y a qu'un pas.”
† For this figure, Mr. Macaulay is indebted to Kirke White, and more particularly to Shelley, in the Dedication to Peter Bell the Third.
From Apophthegms, etc., first gathered and compiled in
Latin, by Erasmus, and now translated into English by Nicholas Vdull. 8vo. 1542. Fol. 239.
That same man, that rennith awaie,
From the Musarum Deliciæ, compiled by Sir John
Mennis and Dr. James Smith. 1640.
RICHARD GRAFTON. Abridgement of the Chronicles
of Englande. 1570. 8vo. 6 A rule to knowe how many dayes euery moneth in the
The Return from Parnassus. 4to. London. 1606.
Thirty days hath September,
* See Butler's Hudibras, ante, p. 135.