The Man of Feeling

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J. Taylor, 1800 - Benevolence - 176 pages
 

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Dull 18th century sentimental novel, doesn't escape its genre. Must have been very affecting at the time, but in our modern ironic age this is just too earnest and sappy. Read full review

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What more do you need from a contemporary novel? Clever clever narrative disruption? Check. Post-romantic fragmentation? Check. Rejection of final moral? Check. And every time someone writes a review ... Read full review

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Page 51 - because', said he, 'I think it an inhuman practice to expose the greatest misery with which our nature is afflicted to every idle visitant who can afford a trifling perquisite to the keeper ; especially as it is a distress which the humane must see, with the painful reflection, that it is not in their power to alleviate it'.
Page 151 - ... or horses, to any distance he had a mind ; but as he did things frequently in a way different from what other people call natural, he refused these offers, and set out immediately a-foot, having first put a spare shirt in his pocket, and given directions for the forwarding of his portmanteau. This was a method of travelling which he was accustomed to take; it saved the trouble of provision for any animal but himself, and left him at liberty to...
Page 59 - Is he, indeed? And shall we meet again? And shall that frightful man (pointing to the keeper) not be there ? Alas ! I am grown naughty of late : I have almost forgotten to think of heaven : yet I pray sometimes; when I can, I pray ; and sometimes I sing : when I am saddest, I sing. You shall hear me hush ! " Light be the earth on Billy's breast And green the sod that wraps his grave.
Page 167 - I am not that coward you imagine me; heaven forbid that my father's grey hairs should be so exposed, while I sat idle at home ; I am young and able to endure much, and God will take care of you and my family." '"Jack", said I, "I will put an end to this matter, you have never hitherto disobeyed me ; I will not be contradicted in this ; stay at home, I charge you, and, for my sake, be kind to my children." 'Our parting, Mr. Harley, I cannot describe to you; it was the first time we ever had parted:...
Page 131 - I fondly imagined that I needed not even these common cautions ! my Emily was the joy of my age. and the pride of my soul ! Those things are now no more, they are lost for ever ! Her death I could have borne, but the death of her honour has added obloquy and shame to that sorrow which bends my grey hairs to the dust ! " As he spoke these last words, his voice trembled in his throat ; it was now lost in his tears.
Page 181 - Harley ; he ran up stairs to his aunt, with the history of his fellow-travellers glowing on his lips. His aunt was an economist ; but she knew the pleasure of doing charitable things, and withal was fond of her nephew, and solicitous to oblige him. She received old Edwards, therefore, with a look of more complacency than is perhaps natural to maiden ladies of threescore, and was remarkably attentive to his grand-children : she roasted apples with her own hands for their supper, and made up a little...
Page 163 - Twas on a Christmas eve, and the birth-day too of my son's little boy. The night was piercing cold, and it blew a storm, with showers of hail and snow. We had made up a cheering fire in an inner room; I sat before it in my wickerchair, blessing providence, that had still left a shelter for me and my children.
Page 52 - He was overpowered, however, by the solicitations of his friend and the other persons of the party (amongst whom were several ladies) ; and they went in a body to Moorfields. Their conductor led them first to the dismal mansions of those who are in the most horrid state of incurable madness. The clanking of chains, the wildness of their cries, and the imprecations which some of them uttered, formed a scene inexpressibly shocking.
Page 54 - ... Harley bowed, and accepted his offer. The next person they came up to had scrawled a variety of figures on a piece of slate. Harley had the curiosity to take a nearer view of them. They consisted of different columns, on the top of which were marked South Sea annuities, India stock, and Three per cent, annuities consol. ' This,' said Harley's instructor, ' was a gentleman well known in 'Changealley.
Page 115 - ... spark of courage within me at the horrid proposal. She treated my passion at first somewhat mildly ; but when I continued to exert it, she resented it with, insult, and told me plainly, That if I did not soon comply with her desires, I should pay her every farthing I owed, or rot in a jail for life. I trembled at the thought ; still, however, I resisted her importunities, and she put her threats in execution. I was conveyed to prison, weak from my condition, weaker from that struggle of grief...

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