The Lucubrations of Humphrey Ravelin, Esq. [pseud.]: Late Major in the * * Regiment of Infantry ...

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G. and W. B. Whitaker, 1823 - 414 pages
 

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Page 155 - ... let it appear that he doth not change his country manners for those of foreign parts, but only prick in some flowers, of that he hath learned abroad, into the customs of his own country.
Page 123 - Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Page 385 - I could not tame my nature down; for he Must serve who fain would sway— and soothe, and sue. And watch all time, and pry into all place, And be a living lie, who would become A mighty thing amongst the mean, and such The mass are ; I disdain'd to mingle with A herd, though to be leader — and of wolves. The lion is alone, and so am I.
Page 255 - She was a woman of a steady mind, Tender and deep in her excess of love ; . Not speaking much, pleased rather with the joy Of her own thoughts : by some especial care Her temper had been framed, as if to make A being who, by adding love to peace, Might live on earth a life of happiness.
Page 109 - And whether we shall meet again, I know not. Therefore our everlasting farewell take : For ever, and for ever, farewell, Cassius ! If we do meet again, why we shall smile ; If not, why then this parting was well made.
Page 319 - Through tangled forests, and through dangerous ways, Where beasts with man divided empire claim, And the brown Indian marks with murderous aim ; There, while above the giddy tempest flies, And all around distressful yells arise, The pensive exile, bending with his woe, To stop too fearful, and too faint to go, Casts a long look where England's glories shine, And bids his bosom sympathize with mine.
Page 63 - No man to offend ; Ne'er to reveal the secrets of a friend ; Rather to suffer than to do a wrong; To make the heart no stranger to the tongue ; Provoked, not to betray an enemy, Nor eat his meat I choke with flattery ; Blushless to tell wherefore I wear my scars — Or for my conscience, or my country's wars ; To aim at just things; if we have wildly run Into offences, wish them all undone : 'Tis poor, in grief for a wrong done, to die — Honour, to dare to live, and satisfy.
Page 62 - Pretty ! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms ! The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the devil they got there.
Page 357 - Tecumthe, who expressed his satisfaction at it; and his last words to the general were, ' Father, tell your young men to be firm, and all will be well:' he then repaired to his people and harangued them before they were formed in their places. The small band of our regulars, discouraged by their retreat and by the privations to which they had been long exposed, gave way on the first advance of the enemy, and no exertion of their commander could rally them. While they were thus quickly routed...
Page 1 - t. Duch. How do you affect it ? Ant. My banishment feeding my melancholy, Would often reason thus. Duch. Pray, let us hear it. Ant. Say a man never marry, nor have children, What takes that from him ? only the bare name Of being a father, or the weak delight To see the...

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