The Letters of Horace Walpole: 1759-1769

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Lea and Blanchard, 1842

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Page 341 - A certain man had two sons : and the younger of them said to his father, Father, give me the portion of goods that falleth to me.
Page 245 - But he that fights and runs away May live to fight another day.
Page 137 - I dined with your secretary yesterday ; there were Garrick and a young Mr. Burke/ who wrote a book in the style of lord Bolingbroke, that was much admired. He is a sensible man, but has not worn off his authorism yet, and thinks there is nothing so charming as writers, and to be one. He will know better one of these days.
Page 116 - I doated, and who doated on me ! There are the two rival mistresses of Houghton, neither of whom ever wished to enjoy it! There too lies he who founded its greatness, to contribute to whose fall Europe was embroiled; there he sleeps in quiet and dignity, while his friend and his foe, rather his false ally and real enemy, Newcastle and Bath, are exhausting the dregs of their pitiful lives in squabbles and pamphlets.
Page 117 - I have chosen to sit in my father's little dressingroom, and am now by his scrutoire, where, in the height of his fortune, he used to receive the accounts of his farmers, and deceive himself, or us, with the thoughts of his economy. How wise a man at once, and how weak ! For what has he built Houghton? For his grandson to annihilate, or for his son to mourn over?
Page 517 - I am not yet intoxicated enough with it to think it would do for the stage, though I wish to see it acted ; but, as Mrs. Pritchard leaves the stage next month, I know nobody could play the Countess; nor am I disposed...
Page 29 - Hay says, it will soon be as shameful to beat a Frenchman as to beat a woman. Indeed, one is forced to ask every morning what victory there is, for fear of missing one.
Page 380 - I lay aside all thoughts of a mazy habitation : though a bower is very different from an arbour, and must have more chambers than one. In short, I both know, and don't know, what it should be. I am almost afraid I must go and read Spenser, and wade through his allegories and drawling stanzas, to get at a picture.
Page 218 - Johnson, who it seems, upon a little recollection, had taken it into his head that he ought to have done the honours of his literary residence to a foreign lady of quality, and eager to show himself a man of gallantry, was hurrying down the stair-case in violent agitation. He overtook us before we reached the Temple-gate, and brushing in between me and Madame de Boufflers, seized her hand, and conducted her to her coach.
Page 161 - Thyrsis, when we parted, swore Ere the spring he would return. Ah ! what means yon violet flower, And the bud that decks the thorn ! 'Twas the lark that upward sprung, 'Twas the nightingale that sung. Idle notes! untimely green! Why this unavailing haste ! Western gales and skies serene Speak not always winter past. Cease my doubts, my fears to move ; Spare the honour of my love.1 Adieu, Madam, your most faithful servant. 763. TO SIR DAVID DALRYMPLE Nov.

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