T. Hookham, 1831 - 300 pages
A satirical romance, concerning young Mr Crotchet's unfortunate love affairs with Mrs Touchandgo and Lady Clarinda during an extended house-party.
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amusing AP-LLYMRY APPLETWIG Aristophanes arms Athenian Athenian theatre bamboo beautiful better blue gown CAPTAIN FITZCHROME Chainmail Hall CHAP COMMISSIONER coracle creature Crotchet Castle dear devil dine dinner dived divine Eavesdrop enchanter eyes Fabliau father fight Firedamp fish friar give Greek Gwenwynwyn head heart Henbane infancy of society Jacquerie LADY CLARINDA learned friend Llymry London looked Lord Bossnowl MAC QUEDY malaria march of mind Miss Crotchet Miss Susan MISS SUSANNAH morning mountains never Nonnus nose party pass paterfamilias philosophy Philpot pleasant poetry political economy pool Pray question Reverend Doctor Folliott reverend gentleman reverend sir rock rotten borough round ruined castle salmo salar salmon scheme seat sing sketch SKIONAR Sleeping Venus STRANGER stream Thames thing thought tion Tiphys Toogood Touchandgo transcendental TRILLO true twelfth century voice wine young Crotchet young lady
Page 217 - The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Page 295 - He shrunk from the thorns, though he longed for the fruit; With a word he arrested his courser's keen speed, And he stood up erect on the back of his steed; On the saddle he stood while the creature stood still, And he gather'd the fruit till he took his good fill. "Sure never...
Page 172 - My quarrel with him is, that his works contain nothing worth quoting ; and a book that furnishes no quotations, is, me judice, no book — it is a plaything.
Page 294 - DID you hear of the curate who mounted his mare, And merrily trotted along to the fair? Of creature more tractable none ever heard; In the height of her speed she would stop at a word, And again with a word, when the curate said Hey, She put forth her mettle, and galloped away.
Page 32 - The sentimental against the rational, the intuitive against the inductive, the ornamental against the useful, the intense against the tranquil, the romantic against the classical; these are great and interesting controversies, which I should like, before I die, to see satisfactorily settled.
Page 296 - To the best-loved maid. Through the forests wild, O'er the mountains lonely, They were never weary Honour to pursue : If the damsel smiled Once in seven years only, All their wanderings dreary Ample guerdon knew. Now one day's caprice Weighs down years of smiling. Youthful hearts are rovers, Love is bought and sold : Fortune's gifts may cease, Love is less beguiling ; Wiser were the lovers, In the days of old.
Page 24 - DR. FOLLIOTT My principles, sir, in these things are, to take as much as I can get, and to pay no more than I can help. These are every man's principles, whether they be the right principles or no. There, sir, is political economy in a nutshell.
Page 5 - Castle, and determined to hand down to posterity the honours of Crotchet of Crotchet. He found it essential to his dignity to furnish himself with a coat of arms, which, after the proper ceremonies (payment being the principal), he obtained, videlicet: Crest, a crotchet rampant in A sharp: Arms, three empty bladders, turgescent, to show how opinions are formed; three bags of gold, pendent, to show why they are maintained; three naked swords, tranchant, to show how they are administered; and three...
Page 119 - If I drink water while this doth last, May I never again drink wine : For how can a man, in his life of a span, Do anything better than dine ? We'll dine and drink, and say if we think That anything better can be ; And when we have dined, wish all mankind May dine as well as we.
Page 136 - ... ancient sculpture is the true school of modesty. But where the Greeks had modesty, we have cant ; where they had poetry, we have cant ; where they had patriotism, we have cant ; where they had anything that exalts, delights, or adorns humanity, we have nothing but cant, cant, cant. And, sir, to show my contempt for cant in all its shapes, I have adorned my house with the Greek Venus, in all her shapes, and am ready to fight her battle against all the societies that ever were instituted for the...