What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
affection appeared asked attentions beauty become began believe better body Brighton called Cecil chance considered continued dance daughters dear delight desire doubt dress entered expect eyes face fair fancy fear feelings felt follow folly girls give hand happiness head heart hope hour idea keep kind knew ladies laugh leave Leslie less live look lord Mountvillars lost manner marry Mary mean ment mind Miss Templemores moment morning mother nature never night object once pain party passed play pleasure poor present received rest returned round seemed seen shew side sigh sir Archibald sister smile soon sort sought speak spoke Stanley Steinbach sure talk tear tell thing thought tion tone took true turn vols weakness wish wonder young
Page 41 - What years, i' faith ? Vio. About your years, my lord. Duke. Too old, by heaven; let still the woman take An elder than herself ; so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are.
Page 143 - What's a' your jargon o' your schools, Your Latin names for horns an' stools ; If honest nature made you fools, What sairs your grammars? Ye'd better taen up spades and shools, Or knappin-hammers. A set o' dull conceited hashes, Confuse their brains in college classes ! They gang in stirks, and come out asses, Plain truth to speak ; An' syne they think to climb Parnassus By dint o...
Page 143 - A set o' dull conceited hashes Confuse their brains in college classes ! They gang in stirks, and come out asses, Plain truth to speak; An' syne they think to climb Parnassus By dint o
Page 58 - And never won. Dream after dream ensues ; And still they dream, that they shall still succeed ; And still are disappointed.
Page 40 - Security begets negligence in all people, and men must be alarmed to make 'em alert in their duty. Women are like pictures, of no value in the hands of a fool, till he hears men of sense bid high for the purchase.
Page 13 - It's very true, sister; well, since all's out, and as you say, since we are both wounded, let us do what is often done in duels, take care of one another, and grow better friends than before. Mrs. Frail. With all my heart: ours are but slight flesh wounds, and if we keep 'em from air, not at all dangerous: well, give me your hand in token of sisterly secrecy and affection.
Page 3 - Gi'e me a lass with a lump of land, And in my bosom I'll hug my treasure; Gin I had anes her gear in my hand, Should love turn dowf, it will find pleasure. Laugh on wha likes, but there's my hand, I hate with poortith...