Diary and Letters of Madame D'Arblay, Author of Evelina Cecilia, &c: 1778 to 1780

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Henry Colburn, publisher, Great Marlborough Street., 1842

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Page 64 - I despise nothing that is good of its sort ; but I am too proud now to eat of it. Sitting by Miss Burney makes me very proud to-day ! " " Miss Burney," said Mrs. Thrale, laughing, " you must take great care of your heart if Dr. Johnson attacks it ; for I assure you he is not often successless.
Page 250 - Adieu, my dear daddy, I won't be mortified, and I won't be downed ; but I will be proud to find I have, out of my own family, as well as in it, a friend who loves me well enough to speak plain truth to me.
Page 104 - Thrale was in the midst of her flattering persuasions, the doctor, see -sawing in his chair, began laughing to himself so heartily as to almost shake his seat as well as his sides. We stopped our confabulation, in which he had ceased to join, hoping he would reveal the subject of his mirth; but he enjoyed it inwardly, without heeding our curiosity, — till at last he said he had been struck with a notion that "Miss Burney would begin her dramatic career by writing a piece called
Page 101 - I don't flatter him," said I, "because nothing I could say would flatter him." Mrs. Thrale then told a story of Hannah Moore, which I think exceeds, in its severity, all the severe things I have yet heard of Dr. Johnson's saying. When she was introduced to him, not long ago, she began singing his praise in the warmest manner, and talking of the pleasure and the instruction she had received from his writings, with the highest encomiums. For some time he heard her with that quietness which a long use...
Page 115 - Down with her, Burney ! — down with her! — spare her not ! — attack her, fight her, and down with her at once ! You are a rising wit, and she is at the top ; and when I was beginning the world, and was nothing and nobody, the joy of my life was to fire at all the established wits ! and then everybody loved to halloo me on.
Page 182 - Lord Harcourt, speaking of the lady from whose house he was just come, said, " Mrs. Vesey is vastly agreeable, but her fear of ceremony is really troublesome ; for her eagerness to break a circle is such, that she insists upon everybody's •sitting with their backs one to another; that is, the chairs are drawn into little parties of three together, in a confused manner, all over the room.
Page 435 - They hold a Parnassus fair every Thursday, give out rhymes and themes, and all the flux of quality at Bath contend for the prizes. A Roman vase, dressed with pink ribbons and myrtles, receives the poetry, which is drawn out every festival ; six judges of these Olympic games retire and select the brightest compositions, which the respective successful acknowledge, kneel to Mrs. Calliope Miller, kiss her fair hand, and are crowned by it with myrtle — with — I don't know what.
Page 50 - I often think, when I am counting my laurels, what a pity it would have been had I popped off in my last illness, without knowing what a person of consequence I was...
Page 53 - ... all of them in turn, though quite by accident. " A'n't you sorry this sweet book is done ?" said Mrs. Gast. A silly little laugh was the answer. " Ah !" said Patty, " 'tis the sweetest book ! — don't you think so, Miss Bur.ney 1" NB Answer as above. " Pray, Miss Fan,
Page 49 - Cholmondeley, for they were severe and knowing, and afraid of praising a tort et a travers, as their opinions are liable to be quoted. Mrs. Thrale said she had only to complain it was too short. She recommended it to my mother to read !— how droll ! — and she told her she would be much entertained with it, for there was a great deal of human life in it, and of the manners of, the present times, and added that it was written " by somebody who knows the top and the bottom, the highest and the lowest...

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